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

In the command center, the air seemed to have solidified into amber.

Chen Xi's action of turning off his phone screen was like severing the last thread connecting two worlds under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Everyone unconsciously slowed their breathing.

Li Guobang's gaze was fixed on him, his deep eyes churning with unresolved turmoil and a hint of tension.

"You...you're just going to shut it down like that?"

A white-haired sociology expert couldn't help but push up his reading glasses, his voice hoarse.

"The gods are still trying to buy it; what if we anger them..."

Chen Xi placed his phone on the table and looked up at the still-flashing profile pictures on the screen.

"Minister Li, experts, this is called scarcity marketing."

His voice was calm, as if he were explaining a very simple physical law.

Things shouldn't be given too easily.

"The more unattainable something is, the more precious it becomes to them. The more mysterious something is, the more highly they will regard us."

"What we need to do now is to elevate the value of a bag of spicy strips to the same level as that of a peach in their minds."

"Even higher."

These words, spoken lightly, reveal a chilling calmness and cunning.

In the command center, the way those big shots at the top of their respective fields looked at Chen Xi completely changed.

It's no longer about viewing him as a lucky young man.

Rather, it is examining a natural player, capable of making moves on the chessboard of civilized competition.

Li Guobang's tense shoulders slowly relaxed.

He looked at Chen Xi with undisguised admiration in his eyes.

"it is good."

He only said one word.

But this word represents absolute trust in the will of the state.

Trust him, and you can turn off that all-powerful phone.

Trust him, and dare to whet the appetite of the Monkey King.

However, despite the trust, I remained on edge.

After all, that's Sun Wukong.

A guy who dares to poke a hole in the sky.

If I really piss him off, I might just hit him with a stick through the internet cable...

No one dared to imagine the consequences.

Flower and Fruit Mountain, Water Curtain Cave.

Sun Wukong paced back and forth in the cave, scratching his ears and cheeks, unable to sit still.

The domineering yet intoxicating taste in my mouth is slowly fading.

But the more it subsides, the stronger that agonizing longing becomes.

He grabbed the magic device and stared at the gray avatar that read "Newcomer reporting, seeking protection," feeling as if a hundred monkeys were fighting inside him.

One more?

No!

I, Old Sun, am the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. How can I be like Pigsy, shamelessly begging for food?

That's so embarrassing!

But... but that stuff is so delicious!

Sun Wukong was so conflicted that he almost plucked all his monkey hairs off.

Seeing that Chen Xi was offline actually calmed him down a bit.

"Yes, he must be a reclusive master."

Sun Wukong gave himself a way out.

"Such a divine object is not easy to refine, and it should not be shown to others easily. If I, Old Sun, were to ask for it repeatedly, it would seem petty of me."

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the tattered Marrow Cleansing Pill that the Giant Spirit God had given him.

No.

I, Old Sun, cannot eat other people's food for free.

This is called reciprocity.

Moreover, the return gift must be impressive!

If I can keep the situation under control, I need to let that young man know that my resources are much greater than those of the Giant Spirit God!

His eyes lit up, and an idea came to him.

Golden Elixir? Magic Treasure? Those things are all too mundane.

Sun Wukong smiled smugly and reached behind his head to carefully pick up a hair.

That hair was different from the others; it was entirely golden and shimmering, as if it were alive, and it twitched slightly at his fingertips.

A life-saving hair.

It was personally bestowed by Guanyin Bodhisattva, one of three roots, and each one used is one less available.

It can blow out clones, transform into all things, and has endless uses.

Sun Wukong looked at the hair and felt a pang of heartache, but when he thought of the taste of the "Arhat Tendon," he gritted his teeth and felt it was worth it!

Using such a treasure as a return gift, that young brother will surely understand my sincerity!

He immediately opened the magic device and sent Chen Xi a special red envelope.

The postscript was written in the style of the Great Sage.

"Young brother, your 'Arhat's Tendon's' is truly remarkable! This single hair of mine can create clones; consider it a return gift, please don't find it offensive!"

Base No. 001.

In the deathly silent command room, a clear, distinctive mechanical buzzing sound suddenly rang out.

"Ding-dong—!"

The voice seemed to possess some kind of magic, instantly making everyone's hearts leap into their throats.

Li Guobang jumped up from his chair almost immediately.

Dozens of eyes turned to the unremarkable cell phone on the table.

On the screen, a gleaming gold red envelope icon was slowly rotating, and in the sender section, those three large characters that made their hearts pound were clearly visible.

【Sun Wukong】.

"They're here! The return gifts are here!"

"Quick! Quick, see what the Great Sage gave us!"

A group of generals and scientists, who were usually as composed as mountains, were now as excited as a group of lottery players waiting for the draw, and instantly surrounded Chen Xi.

Their faces were almost pressed against the phone screen.

His nervous yet expectant expression showed he was a hundred times more excited than Chen Xi himself.

Chen Xi took a deep breath and, under the watchful eyes of everyone, extended his finger.

Her fingertip lightly touched the golden red envelope.

The screen exploded with golden light.

A line of large characters appeared.

[Congratulations! You've won Sun Wukong's red envelope—1 life-saving hair!]

next second.

"Clatter".

A very faint sound.

In the deathly silent command room, it was as clear as a thunderclap.

A golden monkey hair, seemingly crafted from pure gold, appeared out of thin air, swirling and slowly drifting down.

Finally, it landed lightly on the cold metal tabletop.

Time stood still at that moment.

Who among those present didn't grow up watching "Journey to the West"?

They knew better than anyone what a life-saving hair meant!

That's not a myth!

That's real!

"sky……"

One of the materials science experts nearly collapsed to the ground, his legs buckling.

He stared intently at the monkey hair, his lips trembling, and gasped in shock.

"Heavens! This...this is the Great Sage's...life-saving hair!"

One sentence ignited the entire audience.

Everyone's worldview was shattered at that moment by this light monkey hair.

An unparalleled and breathtaking experience.

Su Qingge pushed everyone aside and rushed to the table, her cold eyes burning with a flame called "fervor".

That's not looking at an object.

That's witnessing a miracle!

We are looking at a key that could rewrite the course of human civilization!

She turned around abruptly to look at the research team behind her, her voice becoming sharp and rapid with extreme excitement!

"Quickly! Level A isolation! Prepare for material structure and energy reaction testing!"

Su Qingge's chest heaved violently, and her eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses shone frighteningly bright.

"This single hair might contain the key to rewriting the laws of physics!"