2934 Harvest

After a brief moment of contemplation, Mo Lian continued, "Creating remedies for zombies and individuals with special abilities should be considered the foundational step. First, eliminate the weaker individuals and transform a portion of the strong ones into those with special abilities."

"Following that, I'll employ this improved medicinal solution to craft well-rounded experts."

"This way, we can fulfill the dream of ordinary people advancing to the next level and becoming experts."

Qiao Mu nodded resolutely. "What's the Heavenly Fate Organization thinking? They've dedicated so many years to realizing a mere dream?"

"Let's not dwell on their intentions," Mo Lian replied. "If we can't fathom it, there's no use exhausting our brains on such matters."

When Qiao Mu and Mo Lian emerged from the passage and returned to the ice tree, the young monk promptly ceased tapping on the wooden fish and hastened to Qiao Mu's side. With a fervent grip on her skirt, the young monk's round eyes gleamed with anxiety.

"Benefactress, are you okay? Did you encounter any malevolent spirits or harmful energies? I have a sacred life-saving talisman here that can banish evil forces and neutralize malevolence…"

The young monk prattled on as they fumbled to retrieve a crumpled yellow talisman from their pocket.

Qiao Mu couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and silently accepted the shoddy talisman the young monk offered. After a few glances, she asked with a touch of indifference, "Where did you get this?"

At the mention of it, the young monk heaved a deep sigh. "Master Monk gave it to me. It was once our temple's prized possession."

Kongyin, that bald monk, had even lied to a child. What kind of "life-saving" talisman was this?

It was an ersatz talisman devoid of any talismanic energy, and its origin remained a mystery to all.

"How about it, Benefactress? Do you sense any warmth or energy emanating from it?" the young monk inquired.

Qiao Mu shook her head and was about to bend down to lift the child when Crown Prince Mo swooped in from the side, swiftly snatching the young monk away.

The dissatisfied young monk, Kongkong, gazed at Mo Lian helplessly. "Benefactor, you always take away Benefactress' Kongkong."

What… Benefactress' Kongkong?

Mo Lian felt a touch of peculiarity at the statement. He raised his hand and playfully tapped the young monk's bald head. "You talk too much."

He then silenced the chattering Kongkong by stuffing a small mantou into the child's mouth.

"Summon Ye Anshang and the others to retrieve Mr. Su and thoroughly investigate everything in the stone room."

In the past, they had never come across such an abundance of medicines or experimental products, which kept Su Xuetao and the rest of the group tirelessly occupied.

Qiao Mu wasn't privy to the details, but she didn't probe further. She assumed that the Mr. Su Mo Lian mentioned must be a capable individual.

"What should we do with him?" Crown Prince Mo lowered his gaze to the old village chief lying on the ground, casting a hateful glare at the two of them.

He had nearly forgotten about the instigator while out on their stroll earlier.

As soon as Mo Lian spoke, the surrounding villagers erupted into agitation, chanting, "Kill him, kill him, kill him."

The Old Village Chief, lying prone on the ground, fixed a deathly glare on Qiao Mu.

That look stirred a hint of irritation in Mo Lian, and he nudged the man to the side. "If you keep glaring at my Qiaoqiao like that, I'll gouge out your eyeballs."

On the other hand, Qiao Mu remained unfazed by the animosity. After all, the village chief before her could only shoot his daggers with those fish-like eyes.