I accidentally joined a group of charlatans, so I immediately called the police and handed it over t

The first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, gently illuminating Chen Xi's face.

That wasn't real sunlight.

It's a sunrise in the Maldives simulated on an ultra-high-definition screen.

The sound of the waves was gentle, and the cries of the seagulls were melodious.

The air was filled with fresh air supplied by the fresh air system, carrying a faint salty smell and the scent of grass.

Chen Xi stretched and sat up from the top-of-the-line latex bed that could comfortably accommodate five people.

"housekeeper."

He yawned, his voice carrying a hint of languor from just waking up.

"Good morning, sir." A gentle, synthesized electronic voice rang out in the room.

"I want to eat authentic Chongqing hot pot today."

Chen Xi rubbed his eyes and said casually.

"It must be top-quality tripe and nine-foot-long fresh duck intestines air-freighted directly from the slaughterhouse that day, and the broth must be stir-fried by the master chef himself."

"Okay, sir. Your lunch should be ready in about an hour."

The smart home assistant faithfully carried out the commands without any questions.

An hour later.

On the camouflaged helipad of Base 001, a Y-20 large transport aircraft belonging to the Air Force roared and landed steadily.

The hatch opened.

A team of top-level chefs specializing in state banquets pushed rows of temperature-controlled food carts into the dedicated passage.

Half an hour later.

In Chen Xi's restaurant, on a huge round table, a nine-compartment hot pot with a bronze dragon carving is steaming hot.

Hundreds of small white jade dishes surround the hot pot like stars around the moon.

The freshly cut tripe was still twitching slightly, the nine-foot-long duck intestines were crystal clear, and the marbling of the Wagyu beef was as beautiful as a painting.

The entire room was filled with that domineering, mouthwatering aroma of butter.

All of this was done solely for Chen Xi.

He slowly and methodically dipped the tripe in the broth, making it crisp and refreshing.

The "sea view" outside the window has somehow transformed into a snowy landscape of the Alps, while melodious classical music fills the air.

He wouldn't have dared to dream of this kind of life a few months ago.

After finishing the hot pot, Chen Xi felt a little sleepy, but didn't want to go to sleep.

"I'm a bit bored, I want to play some games," he said to the attendant next to him.

The attendant immediately picked up the walkie-talkie.

"Candle Dragon's instruction: Entertainment is needed. Target: League of Legends."

Not long after, a black van with a special license plate drove into the base.

Five bewildered young men were sitting in the car.

They are all members of "Tianfa", one of the top e-sports teams in China.

Half an hour earlier, they were having an intense pre-match training session at the club when a group of mysterious people dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses suddenly appeared and politely but undeniably "invited" them to get into their car.

"Teachers, please don't be nervous."

"We invited you here to play a few games with an important gentleman."

When they were led to that room that looked like something out of a science fiction movie and saw the easygoing young man in his pajamas, they still didn't understand what was going on.

"Come on in, don't be shy, make yourself at home."

Chen Xi greeted him warmly, like a friendly older brother next door.

"I'll play Yasuo, you guys can do whatever you want."

The next few hours.

Chen Xi enjoyed a top-tier gaming experience.

No matter how recklessly he plays in the mid lane or how many times he dies, the jungler is always there to protect him, the top lane always has a tank ready to support him, and the bot lane duo always manages to inexplicably gain an advantage.

Five world champions, accompanied by a "happy wind man" dominating the Rift.

After the game ended, Chen Xi stretched contentedly.

He watched the top players leave, their figures still looking lost, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He knew that all this luxury and privilege did not come for no reason.

He enjoyed all of this, but deep inside, there was a place that remained forever as calm as ice and snow.

He knows better than anyone.

He is not Chen Xi.

He is Zhulong, the core of the Southern Heavenly Gate Project, a walking, irreplaceable strategic resource.

The state provided him with the highest level of comfort and luxury.

What he needs to do is use his brain to extract from the mythical world enough to change the future of this country.

He did not indulge in pleasure.

When it's late at night and everyone is asleep, he turns off all the entertainment facilities.

In the study, the huge holographic screen no longer projects games or movies.

Instead, they were densely packed data reports compiled by a team of experts.

A graphical analysis of the social networks of celestial beings.

"Assessment of the Weaknesses and Potential Needs of the Main Target Gods V3.0".

Analysis of Sun Wukong's recent game performance and hero pool.

He was like the most diligent student, greedily reading, analyzing, and memorizing.

He studied every single chat log of each deity, trying to find their desires and pain points from those seemingly meaningless chatter.

On this day, his gaze fell upon a report titled "Big Data Analysis of Social Relationships of Female Celestial Beings in Heaven".

His finger slowly swiped across the screen.

[Fairy of a Hundred Flowers]: Lately, I feel like my ethereal aura isn't penetrating my skin anymore, it's so frustrating.

[Seven Fairy Maidens (Zi'er)]: Yes, yes, the Milky Way seems to be getting drier and drier, and the brocade weaving it has lost its luster.

[Weaver Girl]: Alas, it's the same every year.

……

Familiar yet unfamiliar names, and complaints filled with the troubles of "ordinary people".

Chen Xi's gaze finally settled on a name.

That name appeared most frequently in the report, and the tone of complaint was the strongest.

【Chang'e】.

[Chang'e]: The wind is blowing again in the Moon Palace. It's so cold and dry. [Crying]

[Chang'e]: The newly made Osmanthus Jade Dew Cream is completely useless; my face feels like it's about to crack.

[Chang'e]: Is there any way to make my skin more moisturized? The pearl powder from the East Sea that the Jade Emperor gave me last time didn't work well either.

Chen Xi looked at the screen, where the fairy Chang'e was posting complaints almost every day.

He keenly sensed a huge, untapped gold mine.

The "appearance economy" in the immortal realm.

Immortals, especially female immortals, are immortal and possess endless lifespans.

But eternal life also means an eternal fear of losing one's beauty.

They may be able to maintain the appearance of youth with magic, but the dryness and fatigue left by the years, which come from within, are something that no amount of magic can eradicate.

And what about the mortal realm?

After decades of development, the modern chemical industry has reached an incredible level in the fields of "moisturizing", "anti-aging" and "repair".

Hyaluronic acid, ceramides, squalane, retinol...

These chemical compounds, which are already dirt cheap in the mortal realm, are nothing short of a devastating blow to the immortal realm.

Chen Xi closed the documents.

The study was silent, with only the dim light reflected from the screen illuminating his young yet profound face.

A familiar, hunter-like smile slowly curved the corners of his mouth.

He turned around and spoke calmly to the orderly waiting outside the door.

"go."

"Prepare the best skincare products in the world for me."

"I want the whole set."