Chapter 65 Sign-in at the Feathered Serpent Temple! Reward: SSS-rank Guardian Dog?
Chapter 65 Sign-in at the Feathered Serpent Temple! Reward: SSS-rank Guardian Dog?
When Li Zhenguo returned and reappeared at the entrance of the courtyard house, his face was filled with sorrow.
He looked just like a loyal minister carrying a memorial to the emperor, ready to plead his case and meet with the emperor.
He was carrying a fruit basket in his hand.
This time, they used imported cherries, each one plump and glossy black.
Fang Qingxue was also taken aback when she opened the door and saw him.
"Team Leader Li? Why are you back again? Did you leave something behind?"
"No..." Li Zhenguo forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "I have an extremely urgent matter concerning the military and the nation that I must report to Mr. Lin in person immediately!"
Matters of national importance?
Fang Qingxue's eyes held a newfound scrutiny.
She sensed that something was off about Team Leader Li today, both inside and out.
However, she didn't ask any further questions and stepped aside to let the person in.
In the courtyard.
The Gold Saints continue to diligently fulfill their duties as gardeners.
Ares, the god of war, had climbed out of the well, changed into a loose hemp robe he had found somewhere, and was bald and barefoot.
He was holding a new broom, mechanically sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground, stroke by stroke.
His eyes were empty and numb, and he was like a shell whose soul had been taken away.
He looked as if his soul had been forever left in the toilet he had personally scrubbed until it burst open.
Li Zhenguo only dared to glance at it quickly before turning his gaze away in alarm.
He walked quickly to Lin Fan's rocking chair.
"Thump!"
With a muffled thud, he actually knelt down on one knee!
"Mr. Lin!" Li Zhenguo's voice was heavy with grief. "Zhenguo has an urgent matter to report!"
Lin Fan had his eyes closed, leisurely listening to the sounds of Grandpa Wang and his friends playing mahjong at the alley entrance, calculating who was about to give away a winning hand.
The sudden shout and the heavy thud of kneeling startled him so much that the teacup in his hand trembled.
"Are you crazy?" Lin Fan opened his eyes irritably. "Get to the point! What's with the kneeling? What did I say last time? Anyone who dares to kneel again can forget about entering this door!"
"Sir, this matter is of utmost importance, and Zhenguo has no choice but to do so!" Li Zhenguo's expression was righteous and fearless, as if he were ready to die for his cause.
"Alright, alright, get up already!" Lin Fan waved his hand impatiently. "Speak quickly if you have something to say, don't delay my time to get my hands ready."
"yes!"
Li Zhenguo felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He got up from the ground, still bowing, not daring to lift his head.
He pulled a specially made tablet computer from his pocket and held it high with both hands.
"Sir, please take a look."
Lin Fan didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.
"Just say it, I'm too lazy to look."
"Yes." Li Zhenguo swallowed hard, his brain racing, and he used the most concise language to reiterate the information about the "Tree of Life," along with his own analysis and speculation.
He was well aware, of course, that this information he possessed was probably no secret to Mr. Lin.
What he needs to do now is not to "report", but to "advise"!
"...Therefore, sir! My personal judgment is that this is absolutely a calculated scheme laid by Loki, the god of mischief! An extremely malicious trap!"
"His goal is to lure you away from China and into Quetzalcoatl's territory, causing you both to suffer heavy losses so he can reap the benefits!"
"I implore you, sir, to reconsider and not fall into the enemy chieftain's treacherous trap!"
After speaking, Li Zhenguo bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle again, his heart almost leaping out of his throat, anxiously awaiting Lin Fan's verdict.
He was even prepared to be slapped by Lin Fan and sent flying to the Pacific Ocean.
After all, he was trying to use the wisdom of a mortal to influence the will of a true god.
However, Lin Fan remained completely unmoved after hearing this.
He already knew the contents of that intelligence report well before Li Zhenguo even received it.
He just found it quite amusing to watch the little guy nervously "analyze" the situation for him.
Lin Fan touched his chin, as if savoring something.
"Quetzalcoatl... Kukulkan?"
He slowly repeated the name, as if he were savoring a dish.
Li Zhenguo's heart was in his throat.
"What does that thing look like? Is it imposing?" Lin Fan turned his head and asked with great interest.
Li Zhenguo: "Huh?"
He was completely stunned; his brain went blank for a moment.
Is this the key point?
A trap! A conspiracy! That's the key point!
Why did you jump to the topic of appearance?
"Tell me, is that snake good-looking?" Lin Fan asked again, his tone serious.
"Uh... according to the description in the mythological murals..." Li Zhenguo stammered, "Its body was covered in five-colored feathers, its head resembled a giant dragon, and its body was like a long python... it should be considered... majestic and awe-inspiring..."
"Oh, a big, hairy, fluttering moth snake." Lin Fan curled his lip, his interest immediately waning.
"It doesn't even sound as imposing as the old locust tree that guards my yard."
Li Zhenguo: "..."
He felt his worldview was crumbling bit by bit.
Lin Fan pondered for a moment.
A sapling of the Tree of Life? No interest. We have more tea leaves than we can drink from this ancient tea tree in the yard, and we don't have room to plant one.
Immortality? Not interested at all. I'm practically immortal now. I just lie here drinking tea and listening to opera every day. Even if another ten thousand years passed, it would still be pretty boring.
He was preparing to fire Li Zhenguo.
"Ding!"
A crisp notification sound rang in his mind. The long-dormant system suddenly became active.
[Special check-in location detected – 'Temple of Quetzalcoatl'.]
Location Type: Ancient Civilization Ruins, Place Where Gods Sleep.
[Check-in value: Extremely high!]
[Special daily login event triggered: The Other Side of the World.]
[Mission Requirements: Go to the Feathered Serpent Temple and successfully check in once.]
[Task Reward: ???]
Lin Fan's eyes lit up instantly.
Special sign-in task?
This is the first time!
I'm tired of signing in in my own yard every day. The rewards are good, but it's like clocking in at work.
Now, can we finally go to the new map to run dungeons?
And the reward is still three question marks?
This is interesting!
Lin Fan's spirits lifted immediately, and he sat up straight in the rocking chair.
This action startled Li Zhenguo, who was standing next to him.
"Sir, you..."
"I've made up my mind," Lin Fan interrupted him, his expression more serious than ever before.
Li Zhenguo's heart instantly jumped to its highest point.
He knew the final verdict was coming.
"I've decided to go to the Americas."
really!
Li Zhenguo's face was ashen, and despair was evident on his face.
"Sir! Think twice! It's a trap!" he cried out in his final lament.
"A trap? Of course I know." Lin Fan glanced at him, his eyes filled with a hint of pity as if he were a fool. "But I just want to go and see."
"Why?!" Li Zhenguo was almost in tears.
"Because..." Lin Fan thought for a moment, then said confidently, "I'm short of someone to guard the gate of my courtyard."
Li Zhenguo: "...Huh?"
Lin Fan's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of amusement finally surfaced in his usually calm eyes, sending chills down Li Zhenguo's spine.
"That feathered serpent god, it sounds just right."
Li Zhenguo was completely petrified.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
So you're not going there to step into a trap.
Are you... there to catch a god to guard the gate?
"Alright, it's settled then." Lin Fan clapped his hands and stood up from the rocking chair.
"Qingxue!" he called out into the house.
"Sir, I'm here!" Fang Qingxue immediately ran out.
"Go pack two changes of clothes," Lin Fan instructed. "We're preparing for a trip abroad; consider it... a publicly funded vacation."
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