"Hmph, that's just what we need to do, we'll have a go at you, you little bitch."
Jiang Meili lost control and yelled.
"Uncle Feng, you're just too easygoing. You're only worried about offending the people behind her!"
We struggled for years at the bottom before finally getting into the metaphysics department, and this little bitch just parachuted in like it was nothing.
Xiaoxi was already angry because her meal was delayed, and now that they were cursing at her, they had crossed her line.
She wanted to unleash her magical weapon and kill them all, but her last shred of reason told her that they were all military personnel, so she decided to stop and not cause trouble for her family.
"Grandpa Wu, do you have a jar?"
"Huh?" Wu Changquan was stunned. What was Xiaoxi going to do?
"Sister Xiaoxi, I have one! I have one!"
Wu Changquan's grandson came to the martial arts training ground today to practice martial arts. He happened to have a piggy bank in his backpack.
Xiaoxi took the piggy bank, shook it, and thought, "Not bad, it fits well."
The fighting spirit of the metaphysical group was reignited by Jiang Meili.
Thinking about the humiliation I suffered in front of everyone, I figured I had nothing to lose, so I decided to go for it.
The group rushed forward.
"You're not qualified to fight me!"
Xiaoxi picked up the piggy bank, jumped onto a sturdy Podocarpus macrophyllus tree, and opened the lid.
"Feng Gong, Qian Cuihua, Wei Laosan, Peng Hedi, Jiang Meili, if I call your name, will you dare to answer?"
The five members of the metaphysics group, having missed their target, stared blankly at Xiaoxi in the tree.
"Huh? Oh, here..."
With a "whoosh," the five people were lifted into the air, visibly shrinking rapidly until they were the size of cockroaches, and were all sucked into the pouch.
Xiaoxi immediately covered the piggy bank.
"Hahaha, a bunch of idiots, they agreed as soon as they were called."
"Alright, grandfathers, we can finally eat!"
The three old men and their grandson stood there dumbfounded. Was this even possible? Was this some kind of demon-slaying ritual?
"Sister Xiaoxi is so amazing!" The little grandson, who was the most quick to learn, clapped his hands and jumped up.
"Thank you for the piggy bank, TuTu. I'll return it to you when I'm done using it."
The three old men then came to their senses; having spent so much time with Xiaoxi, they were always pleasantly surprised.
Wu Changquan arranged for someone to take his grandson to eat, and invited Xiao Xi and the others to eat in the backyard.
The dining table was set up under the grape trellis in the backyard. The stews were always simmering, while other dishes were only made to order, depending on Wu Changquan's instructions.
One hot dish after another was served, and Xiaoxi casually placed the piggy bank on the table and began to eat heartily with the three old men.
One of them had been fighting magic all morning and was starving, while the others had been watching the magic duel and were getting hungry too.
The five members of the metaphysical group entered the piggy bank in a daze, not quite understanding what was going on for a while.
Fortunately, there was a long window high up on the wall, letting in a little light, which allowed them to see that they were in a small, irregularly shaped, dark room.
The room was unbearably hot and stuffy.
Huge, round steel discs, some silver and some gold, were haphazardly piled at their feet.
The silver one is larger, and the gold one is smaller than the silver one.
Where are we?
Qian Guihua, after all, was capable of going down to the underworld and had witnessed countless strange scenes there, so she was the first to calm down.
Feng Gong took out a divination ox horn and exclaimed, "Ah, I've calculated that we're currently undergoing a period of forced labor! It turns out that Director Wu was right!"
"That little bitch isn't going to lock us up, is she? She doesn't have that right!" Jiang Meili shrieked.
Peng Hedi could retrieve objects from the air. He saw a round door on the wall and tried to push it with his mind, but the door didn't budge. That's when he started to panic.
"Is anyone there? Let us out!"
Even if they shouted themselves hoarse, no one paid any attention to them.
First, they don't realize that they've become insignificant, truly powerless and with little influence.
Secondly, the four people outside are too busy eating and chatting to have time to care about these people.
Exhausted, the group slumped down on the uneven steel disc.
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