In the "Cub Development Plan".
Watching the live broadcast or playing games, after listening to Xu Baijing's words, the reaction of parents across the universe can only be described in three words -
I'm so angry.
The grand occasion at this time was even more spectacular than the first day when the "Baby Development Plan" was launched.
On the first day that the "Baby Development Plan" was launched, they saw His Majesty's living environment. At that time, many people thought that His Majesty was a game model, and they were already very angry.
At that time, their anger was directed at this universe, wanting to destroy this universe that had given such a fate to the king.
And now, it is basically certain that the cub in the game is the king they hold in their hands, and the one who brought all this misfortune upon him is not the universe, but... that Xu Baijing.
Think about the cramped and damp basement where Wen Xingze used to live, and the cheap instant noodles he ate in two meals.
I couldn’t pay the rent, utilities, and my company went bankrupt. I almost had to collect scrap and sell leeks.
I learned to play the suona part-time to earn some living expenses.
If it started when he was eight, then this kind of life had lasted for a full sixteen years. Wang rarely mentioned his parents, and the fact that they didn't care about Wen Xingze when he was living alone in the capital, even though his parents were so poor, probably had something to do with this.
In any case, this account should be settled carefully!
“…”
The main star of the dragon clan.
As one of the most powerful races in the universe, their claws are enough to shred any hard and sharp armor. Chief Aster raised his neck and roared:
"roar--"
Above the mountains that are covered with snow all year round, the roar of an angry dragon was heard again.
"Humans only have one life, it's too easy for him," Silver Dragon Will stretched out his claws and then retracted them. "Aster, has the tribe leader returned? Doesn't the tribe leader know how to resurrect?"
Astor is only the acting patriarch. Their real patriarch, the Black Dragon, is traveling far away. The patriarch is proficient in a magic that can bring the dead back to life.
The man named Xu Baijing would be buried in the snowy mountains and frozen, then resurrected, then pushed into the lava abyss, then resurrected, then crushed under the sharp claws, then resurrected...
The dragons stared at the tips of their claws, and after a moment they dispersed and began to sharpen their claws.
…
The main star of the vampires.
The pressure from the Thirteenth Prince suddenly spread, and the Roman columns shattered under the tremendous pressure.
"What a courage..."
A vampire rose from his coffin, his expression gloomy as he crushed the latest Universal Alliance report. Tens of thousands of bats swept past him. Countless fluorescent blue flames filled the mountains and plains, and the planet, shrouded in eternal darkness, suddenly became as bright as day.
That night, almost every vampire prepared a new coffin, the kind that was nailed shut and filled with mercury.
Prepared for Xu Baijing.
This is the first human to have this honor, and to some extent it can be said to have gone down in history.
…
The main star of the elves.
In the center of a vast and mysterious forest, beneath a sacred tree, the elven chieftain, kneeling beside an empty throne, suddenly opened his eyes. He possessed the typical beauty of a light elf, with pointed ears, blond hair, and green eyes.
But the burning rage caused those eyes to suddenly change color, and red lines appeared on their pointed ears, gradually giving them the characteristics of a dark elf.
As he walked out of the temple, he heard the noisy and sharp voices of countless elves across the planet.
Night fell suddenly.
…
Mechanical Star E19.
This city-state is the most technologically advanced place in the entire Muse Empire and even in the entire universe. It exudes a sense of perfection that is more precise and cold than high-end instruments. This is where the dwarves and robots live.
In the silver-gray mechanical city, the gentle voice of the terminal AI has always surrounded the city, but it suddenly stopped at this moment, revealing a somewhat terrifying silence.
This city-state is inhabited by many mechanical officers who retired from the space war. At this moment, they stand with their heads bowed, looking up at the sky silently, slowly processing the information they received.
A massive body and a cold, intimidating appearance. A metal surface covered in scratches and rust, with an iris suddenly lit up.
Soon, the threshold representing anger was completely filled, their breathing lights began to flash violently and chaotically, and alarms sounded one after another:
"Beep—" "Alarm, alarm, data overload—" "Beep—" "Alarm, suggest shutting down this machine's anthropomorphic emotion center—"
…
The same scene happened in many corners of the Muse Empire: the Mermaid Lanser Planet, the vast plains of the Orcs' main planet, the Feather Tribe's Sky City, and the asteroid belt where only the most dangerous plants grew and lived...
On the other side of the universe, a distant utopian empire.
The snow season is coming.
The attendants knelt and trembled under the seat. The monarch had just calmed down when he fell into another ice hole.
There has never been such a terrifying time before.
Ice quickly formed in the palace, and the intelligent central system of the palace was damaged by the biological wave attack. After a crackling flash, the temperature dropped sharply to below zero.
He stood up, his dark royal cloak fluttering, and the black silk covering his eyes fell to the ground.
The terminal shattered between his fingers. The servant looked up quietly and saw that the monarch's eyebrows were colder than the snow in deep winter.
“…”
Perhaps sensing the overwhelming murderous intent of all parents in the universe towards Xu Baijing, the Light Tower finally trembled and went online, issuing a notice under immense pressure:
"Ding Dong! We regret to inform all parents that at this stage, the death or disappearance of the character 'Xu Baijing' will cause the parallel universe of the 'Cub Development Plan' to collapse. To avoid unnecessary harm to the cubs, please refrain from making any overly dangerous attempts!"
After all, Xu Baijing is the protagonist of the "Super Rich Koi" book world, and his premature disappearance would threaten the balance of the universe. However, the Light Tower made a timely remedy:
"In response to parents' requests, Guangta's offline mall now offers the [Xu Baijing's same stress-relieving tumbler], welcome to purchase!"
The same decompression doll as Xu Baijing is a tumbler with Xu Baijing's face. It is scaled down in real life proportions with a 99% degree of realism. It can be thrown, beaten, hit, sharpened claws, and ground teeth, ensuring a perfect restoration of the feeling of beating Xu Baijing himself.
Because of this unexpected incident, Guangta had to advance the plan to decompress the tumbler.
——I have to say that dog game planners are the best at making money.
Game peripherals are actually not very profitable, because the peripherals of Zaizai Zaizai need to be exquisitely made and limited in quantity. Although each piece is sold at a sky-high price or even has no market in the second-hand market, the money that actually flows into the hands of the official is very little.
But this stress-relieving tumbler is different. It's easy to make, and it's a consumable item meant for beatings. Once it's broken, it's thrown into the trash and burned before being replaced with a new one. Most importantly, there's a huge demand for it from enraged parents...
For example, the parents of the dragon clan, which only has more than 3,000 dragons, actually ordered millions of pieces, the parents of the blood clan ordered eight million pieces, and the parents of the mermaid clan even ordered thousands of pieces per person.
Unexpectedly, this became one of the most profitable offline peripherals of Guangta Store, and was sold out as soon as it was put on the shelves!
But no one in Utopia bought the peripherals. It’s not that they don’t need them, but…
Earth, in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, on a lonely ship.
More than three hours have passed since Xu Baijing and Xu Sichao fell into coma.
The charlatans who came to help had already fled, and the media reporters had hurried back with the materials to write articles. Only the Xu father and son and the dozing helmsman were left on the ship.
"Dad, help me, I really know I'm wrong..." Xu Baijing woke up with a swollen face, hissing in pain. He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief, "He's gone? Wen Xingze is gone? Haha——"
Now that I think about it, being fanned by a fish's tail didn't hurt at all. Wen Xingze was too soft-hearted. Xu Baijing thought he was going to die here.
At this point, Xu Baijing still didn't know he was about to be banned. He just thought, "If you can keep the green mountains, you won't be short of firewood." If Fang Ruxue couldn't do it, he could just find someone else to take advantage of him...
The laughter suddenly stopped midway.
On the deck not far away, a man was leaning casually on a folding chair. He had a well-proportioned body, his long legs were stretched out, and his eyes were dark and cold.
For some reason, just by sitting there, his aura reminded Xu Baijing of some lazy ferocious beast, and all the hairs on Xu Baijing's body stood up.
…
"Ahhhh——Why is there a great white shark here——"
Chi Yan said politely: "Muse Express, mission accomplished."
...The cries of the Xu family father and son soon faded away and disappeared. They will spend three wonderful hours in the deep sea filled with great white sharks, electric eels, jellyfish and other dangerous creatures.
In comparison, Wen Xingze simply tied them to the shore and let the fish slap them. This was too easy and too much like a punishment for a child's prank.
But bad adults wouldn't be like this. Although Xu Baijing couldn't die, it wasn't just death that could bring pain to humans, because humans were very fragile creatures.
Chi Yan turned and left.
"You don't seem to have any relationship with Muse, so please don't call yourself the Muse Express," the cold voice of the mermaid elder Lao You came from the headset, "Please make sure you clearly state your position, enemy monarch."
When it comes to cooling capacity, Chi Yan will not lose to anyone.
He said indifferently, "The pot calling the kettle black."
"..." This sentence immediately touched the elders' sore spot. They had refused to join the Muse Empire in the early days because of their tsundere attitude, so they did not get the identity card written by Wen Xingze himself.
It is a pain that the elders will never be able to look back on in their lifetime.
Wu Zhixia immediately grabbed the microphone and retorted, "That's ridiculous! The mermaids are citizens of Muse, personally certified by His Majesty."
Chi Yan: “Not entirely.”
Elders: “…”
The elders began to take deep breaths.
Elder Li Pi snatched the microphone, his voice becoming increasingly angry: "No matter what you are planning, the little bastard is from the mermaid tribe."
Chi Yan paused.
His tone was very calm, but it sounded full of sarcasm:
"Really? I don't know if he told the merpeople about it, but he admitted himself that he likes me."
Obviously, this was the last straw that broke the merman's back, because His Majesty had never said to their faces that he liked them...
Although the main reason is that most mermaids are more reserved and deep in emotion, so they are very shy to ask such questions, unlike the vinegar-essence vampires and rough-minded dragons, who can ask questions every day.
Xingze asked more than a dozen times whether he liked them or not and which one he liked the most.
But the final result is this -
Wang, really, I haven’t said directly that I like them!!!
“…”
“…”
again.
With just one sentence, Chi Yan successfully raised the mermaid tribe's hatred value to the maximum.
Chi Yan pulled his headphones slightly further away, hearing the intense hum of electricity and the sounds of waves. It seemed they, like the vampires, were a race that couldn't hold their breath.
The driver opened the car door for him and Chi Yan hung up the phone.
After the call was completely disconnected, he slowly added the last three words of the sentence:
"...acting."
The next day.
The morning shoot starts at breakfast. At this time, the photographer is still testing the camera position, and the guests can chat about topics unrelated to the show.
Wen Xingze yawned as he walked into the restaurant on the second deck of the cruise ship: "Good morning..."
"Good morning, Aze."
Most of the male guests have arrived, and the female guests need to put on makeup. Currently, only Fang Ruxue has arrived. Zhu Bo and Fang Ruxue are chatting while reading the newspaper.
Because mobile phones have to be put away when recording variety shows, the guests usually don’t have much entertainment, so they just read the newspapers and magazines sent to the program crew.
After Wen Xingze sat down, Zhu Bo handed him a newspaper mysteriously and whispered:
"Aze, did you hear? Something big happened in the Feng Shui circle yesterday. Because it's related to Xu Baijing, it's all out of the circle!"
Xu Baijing has been out of the spotlight for the past few months because of his shameless behavior and bad attitude, and there are news reports everywhere that he is eager to make a comeback, so he still attracts a lot of attention.
Although the incident reported in the Pineapple Newspaper is a bit bizarre, it is indeed a hot topic in the entire entertainment industry today.
Wen Xingze suddenly had a bad feeling.
He took the newspaper and saw that the title was Pineapple Newspaper. The photo on the front page was of Xu Baijing and his son Xu Sichao, who were tied to the shore with their faces swollen from being fanned by fish.
The title is 'Shocking! A brilliant and talented Feng Shui master has emerged in the Feng Shui circle. One of Xu Baijing's adoptive fathers, the former Heavenly Master Xu Sichao, actually stole people's luck, committed many evil deeds, and finally suffered the consequences?'
Wen Xingze: "Haha..."
Is the media being a bit too quick to react? What's with this shocking style?
"Xu Sichao is the last disciple of Master Jinghua, right? I remember Master Jinghua was very famous. He was the one who came forward to provide disaster relief before... What a misfortune for our sect."
Zhu Bo was amazed: "I guess Xu Baijing must have done something unorthodox. Otherwise, with his character, how could he become an overnight sensation?"
The boy band member said, "Xu Baijing has completely fallen on hard times this time. Being linked to this kind of thing, it seems the relevant authorities have stepped in to ban him. His name can no longer be found on Weibo."
When Wen Xingze heard the word "ban", he felt a chill on his neck. Was he related to "this kind of thing"?
"This Feng Shui master is so handsome!!!" Another female guest joined the discussion, pointing to the slightly blurry photo at the end. "This one, the one with the dagger in hand, half-kneeling, I'd have thought it was a still from a movie if you hadn't told me."
"This Feng Shui master defeated Xu Sichao, who used to be the number one Feng Shui master. So, this handsome guy is the number one Feng Shui master now?"
Wen Xingze couldn't participate in the discussion and felt a chill on his back.
Because the vampire parents used hallucinations to clean up the mess last night, the production crew didn't notice anything unusual on the deck, and Wen Xingze asked the reporters not to reveal his true identity, so most people still don't know.
The feeling of listening to others gossiping about you in person is the most embarrassing thing in life. Wen Xingze really wants to leave this beautiful earth.
Boy band member: "I believe in metaphysics again. And this genius Feng Shui master looks familiar..."
Fang Ruxue also held the newspaper, feeling a lingering fear. "They say Xu Baijing's target this time is a supermodel on the rise. Could it be someone I know? It's unbelievable. And this genius Feng Shui master looks a little familiar..."
Zhu Bo's words became increasingly outrageous. "This young Feng Shui master who subdued Xu Sichao and his son is said to be a rare genius who can manipulate Feng Shui to summon the Black Phoenix, the seven dragon balls, and even Poseidon, the god of the sea, as his stand-in. And this genius Feng Shui master looks familiar..."
Wen Xingze said tactfully: "The Shenlong Black Phoenix Dragon Ball Poseidon is not that bad."
The guests' topic suddenly came to a halt.
Everyone's eyes involuntarily focused on Wen Xingze.
Zhu Bo seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Wen Xingze suspiciously, then at the newspaper:
"With the black mask, the clothes, and the height, don't tell me, they really look a bit like—"
Wen Xingze: “?”
"—This Pineapple Newspaper always makes up stories," Wen Xingze quickly interrupted Zhu Bo, trying to persuade them to believe in science. "They previously broke the news that Chi Yan had a crush on an 18th-tier celebrity and was secretly married and divorced with two children."
Guests: “…”
Zhu Bo: "...I think this revelation might be half true."
"But, that's true."
After hearing what Wen Xingze said, the guests became more sober.
There are no ghosts or gods in this world. Perhaps this is just another form of magic. After all, they had just witnessed the wonders of magic yesterday. But if that's the case, why was Xu Baijing banned? Surely there's something else going on?
Wen Xingze successfully changed the topic, and the restaurant's atmosphere of weirdness and chaos was slightly relieved.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the restaurant. The director opened the door with a strange look on his face: "Aze, come here for a moment, someone is looking for you."
All the guests in the restaurant pricked up their ears.
The director's expression was extremely solemn. Wen Xingze followed him down the stairs to the deck in confusion.
A luxury yacht was parked not far away. On the yacht, a butler in a British uniform bowed slightly to Wen Xingze: "Master, I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to delay your work, but we have a distinguished guest."
Wen Xingze: “…”
The production crew and the guests peeking from the second floor: "..."
The passageway connecting the yacht to the cruise ship was surprisingly covered in dark red carpet. Servants lined up on either side, bowing and greeting Wen Xingze. The butler handed him a hot towel and, quite naturally, stepped forward, brushing off the nonexistent dust from Wen Xingze's shoulders with a small brush.
A private jet gifted by the Dragon Clan's parents hovered in the sky. A bodyguard in a black suit sat aboard the plane, speaking into the housekeeper's earpiece through a walkie-talkie: "Nothing unusual is happening within a four-kilometer radius."
In addition to this private plane, there are three helicopters visible to the naked eye, covering the entire sea area visible to the naked eye.
Butler: "Okay, keep monitoring and pay attention to safety at all times."
Wen Xingze: “…………” Don’t do this!!!
“…”
Even among celebrities, few have ever seen such a grand occasion.
On the second floor of the cruise ship, the guests looked as if they were sleepwalking.
The boy band members kept pouring tea, and the water overflowed all over the table.
The director had a serious look on his face. If you looked closely, you would find beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead. He even bowed to Wen Xingze: "Master Wen, please forgive my rudeness yesterday. I didn't know you were a gangster - cough." A domineering gangster boss!
Wen Xingze was practically overwhelmed by shame. What kind of shame was this? And why was it "Young Master"? Did they do this on purpose? This was so shameful! How could the author write such a plot?!
Wen Xingze was speechless and wanted to explain but didn't know where to start: "Wait, Director, you really misunderstood. I'm not a black--well, forget it, let's get down to business. Who's looking for me?"
The butler clenched his fist, cleared his throat, and stepped aside: "Mr. Zhang, please."
A young Taoist priest walked out of the yacht.
He couldn't be considered a proper Taoist priest, after all, his clothes weren't proper Taoist robes, and he didn't carry a whisk, but he was different from ordinary people anyway, with a bit of an immortal air. He wore a gray-green robe, a pair of cloth shoes, and even had long hair tied in a bun.
The young Taoist priest was followed by three people.
The Taoist priest himself was holding a small safe very carefully, the bodyguard following him was holding something that looked like a flag, and the secretary in a pencil skirt was holding a red-headed document, and finally there was an office director who was wiping his sweat and taking pictures and records.
Like a handover ceremony for party members and cadres.
But the presence of the Taoist priest makes the whole combination even more weird and strange.
"Mr. Wen." The young Taoist priest walked up to Wen Xingze and bowed deeply to him. "On behalf of myself and the elders of the Zhang family, I would like to express my admiration and sincere gratitude for your courageous act last night."
Wen Xingze: “No, no…” Act bravely to help others?
The young Taoist priest continued, "Please accept this banner."
The bodyguard next to him wore black gloves, stood straight, and unfolded the banner with a solemn expression.
On the sunny cruise ship deck, a silk banner fluttered in the wind, with large gilded characters on a red background reading:
"A man of integrity, practicing magic for the people—On October 14, 2020, this is presented to Wen Xingze, China's number one Feng Shui master."
Wen Xingze: “?”
"And this jade token, a gift from our ancestor, Zhang Jinghua," the young Taoist handed the safe to Wen Xingze, and the housekeeper quickly took it. "Whoever possesses this jade token can lead the Chinese Feng Shui world."
Wen Xingze: “???”
Young Taoist priest: "And this official seal document."
The secretary quickly handed Wen Xingze the red-headed document "Notice on the Filing of Feng Shui Masters' Intangible Cultural Heritage and Revision of the Civilian Management Plan".
Wen Xingze: “???????”
"Finally, all participants will take a group photo," the young Taoist priest said. "We're going to publish the official newspaper, so everyone should pay attention to their demeanor and expressions."
Wen Xingze held the banner given to him, the housekeeper held the safe and the official documents, the bodyguard and secretary stepped aside, and the office director with a digital camera hanging around his neck happily took pictures of them, saying "cheese" and pressing the shutter.
Wen Xingze in the photo looked extremely confused.
The Taoist priest bowed to Wen Xingze again, and then the people around him began to applaud with wooden expressions.
The director blankly handed the Taoist priest a loudspeaker. The Taoist priest cleared his throat and said, "The First Heavenly Master Handover Ceremony and the friendly meeting between the two circles have concluded successfully. Thank you Mr. Wen for participating, and thank you to the "Fantasy Cruise" production team for providing the venue."
The program crew and guests stared at everything in amazement: "..."
Finally, Wen Xingze reached out and pinched his face stupidly.
"--pain."
Not a dream???
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