>The urine stains on the "Graffiti Imperial Edict" had not yet dried, but the tribute convoys from the four countries once again crammed the threshold of the general's mansion.
＞Beidi presented an ice crystal baby walker (with a wolf nature assessment system), Xiling presented military strategy building blocks (with a built-in friend-or-foe identification array), and even the poisonous insect pacifiers from Southern Xinjiang were engraved with loyalty spells.
>Chen Bao’s calculations were used to settle the “early childhood education tax” in the warehouse, Er Bao’s pacifier automatically blocked the “tribute halo”, and San Bao’s cloud boat was flying all over the sky with the rejection slip.
> Lingbao plucked some of his fetal hair and stuck it on the tribute list. The venomous system announced: "Anyone who submits a certification request again will be punished by being a fetal hair collector for a hundred years!"
Xiao Jue looked at the fine wool in his daughter's palm and sighed softly, "This universal standard is ultimately not as valuable as the fine wool on her pillow."
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The terrifying prospect of "eternal wiping mouths" acted like the most accurate saliva tracker, instantly extinguishing the four nations' ambitions to use the "Ten Thousand Infants Enlightenment Ceremony" to discipline the world. The "chaotic diplomatic flow chart" in the imperial study, a composite of Lingbao urine stains, colorful ink, and gold bricks, became a haunting nightmare for the four nations' envoys. A subtle, urinary-smelling (psychological) calm returned to the royal city. The four nations' envoys closed their doors to visitors, busy writing self-criticisms (to their respective monarchs) and wiping their own sweat, fearing the venomous system would label them "activists in promoting the ceremony" and subject them to the eternal punishment of chasing light-speed saliva.
Inside the General's Mansion, Lingbao seemed oblivious to her "feat" of settling the fate of the world with a single urination. She'd recently become obsessed with a new skill—grasping anything soft within reach, especially her own hair and...other people's hair. Xiao Jue's jade hairpin had been plucked countless times by this little bastard, and Su Li's temples were also frequently damaged. Ah Luo trembled with fear every day as she combed Lingbao's soft, fine hair, fearing the little bastard would pull her hair into a bald head.
"Little ancestor, be gentle! This is your own hair!" Ah Luo coaxed softly as she gently combed it with a soft brush. Lingbao sat on a specially made cushion, his chubby hand precisely grasping the small wooden comb in Ah Luo's hand, while his other hand unconsciously tugged at a small tuft of naturally curled, fine hair on his forehead, his face filled with exploratory concentration.
The tranquility of plucking feathers is like a bird preening its feathers for the last time before a storm.
**Section 1: Tribute Flood and Certification Trap**
The chess players from these four countries clearly understood the cunning and ruthless principle of "if you can't beat them, join them; if you can't join them, just force your way in." After their hard, soft, and cultural knives failed one after another, they resorted to their oldest and most sincere weapon: tribute.
This time, the tribute no longer concealed murderous intent, but instead wore the guise of "sincerely seeking advice" and "imploring certification." The reason was high-sounding: out of admiration for His Highness Zero's Chaos Divine Power, the four nations had dedicated their efforts to crafting an enlightenment artifact "most suitable for His Highness the Divine Infant." Unwilling to take it for granted, they presented it to His Highness, earnestly requesting His Highness to "read it," "try it out," and "grant a hint of Chaos Certification!"
As a result, the gates of the General's Mansion, which had just been quiet for a few days, were once again blocked by a convoy of tributes from four countries! The scale of the blockade was far greater than the last time "Seven Colors of Auspiciousness" blocked the gates, and the target was clear: the warehouse!
**Northern Di Caravan:** Sixteen giant white camels bear a "Ice Soul Chaos Walker" carved from a single piece of ten-thousand-year-old black ice. The vehicle's hull is crystal clear, radiating a chilling aura. Embedded in the front is a massive Ice Soul Wolf head, its eyes a deep green. Included with the vehicle is a complimentary "Ice Wolf Personality Growth Assessment System" (the Northern Di Shaman claims that it requires personal use by His Highness Zero to activate the "certification").
**Xiling Caravan:** Carried by a hundred strong men, they transported a "Universal Military Deduction Building Block City" crafted from Star Iron and Mithril. The city, terracotta warriors, and war equipment were lifelike and even had a levitation function. Embedded within the blocks was a complex "Friend or Foe Loyalty Identifier Array," which the Xiling Master Craftsman claimed could only be granted "ultimate authentication" by His Majesty Ling's chaotic aura.
**Southern Xinjiang Caravan:** A herd of elephants carried a massive crystal enclosure, containing a "Symbiotic Pacifier of All Souls" woven from colorful Gu silk and inlaid with nine "Concentric Gu King Jades." Grandma Gu Yin was personally in charge, proclaiming that this pacifier contained the ultimate symbiotic secrets of Southern Xinjiang. However, it required His Highness Ling to take a sip to activate the "Symbiotic Certification," benefiting all of Southern Xinjiang.
**Donghuang Caravan:** The most extravagant. Ninety-nine young boys and girls, holding palace lanterns, led the way. Atop the golden chariot and jade sedan chair was a "Heavenly Way Rituals and Music Enlightenment Platform" carved from "Chaos Spirit Jade." Complete with zithers, qins, bells, and chimes, the platform shone with spiritual light. The Donghuang Imperial Master declared that this platform was a vessel for communicating with the Heavenly Way, requiring His Highness Ling to strike it with his palm, leaving behind the Chaos Mark, to complete the "Certification of Heaven's Mandate."
Each tribute item cost a fortune, was exquisitely crafted, and emanated a powerful energy surge and a pious aura of "seeking recognition." The motorcade blocked all the streets outside the general's residence. The tribute envoys knelt before the gate, holding high their credentials, and tearfully pleaded, "Your Highness the Divine Infant will grant recognition and bless all mankind."
Inside the General's Mansion, Su Li stared at the "devout" clamor outside the window, her teeth gnashing with anger. "Again? A different tactic this time? Seeking certification if they can't win? Using my daughter as a catalyst for their popularity? And 'blessing the people'? I think they're trying to borrow Ling'er's Chaos Luck to bless their national destiny artifact!"
Xiao Jue's gaze swept over the tributes. The Guihong Ruler emitted a low hum in its sheath. He could clearly sense the hidden energy circuits and authentication interfaces within those "artifacts." Once connected to Lingbao's aura, it would be like establishing an invisible "faith channel" or "luck siphon" between her and these artifacts carrying the will of the four nations! His heart was damned!
"Accept it! Why not?" Su Li's eyes flashed with coldness. "They've brought the 'certification trap' right to the door. If we don't step in and see for ourselves, how can we know how deep they've dug? Let Chen'er's abacus 'weigh' these tributes, let Heng'er's pacifier test the quality of this 'piety', and let Yu'er's Yunzhou cool down the demand for 'certification'!"
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