Don't worry, everything is fine now.

"She hasn't woken up yet. When she does, if you still want her to join Yan Huang Awakening, that's fine. Go ask her own wishes."

These words made Director Long freeze up once again.

Immediately after, she burst into laughter, more hearty and unrestrained than any before.

The laughter held only boldness, not a trace of the previous coquettishness.

"Good! Well said!"

"In that case, we'll wait until Ning Qingcheng wakes up!"

As her laughter subsided, her tone regained that unique, charming quality, full of anticipation.

"However, classmate Lin Mo, I find myself increasingly looking forward to the day we truly meet in person."

Before the words had fully faded, the phone was hung up with a sharp click.

A masterclass in striking faster than lightning.

Lin Mo handed the phone back.

"Alright, matter resolved."

If it weren't for the fact that they worked for the country and the people, Lin Mo would have slapped them long ago.

Ah, you're always too soft-hearted, too soft-hearted.

Beside him, Liu Zheng let out a long sigh of relief, his shoulders slumping as the tense nerves finally relaxed.

Although the main responsibility for this matter didn't lie with him, as a participant, the pressure on him was equally immense.

Now it was fine. With Lin Mo safe, the sky wouldn't fall.

His stomach growled, and ignoring propriety, he reached for a still-warm zongzi from the table, peeled off the leaves in a few swift motions, and took a big bite right from his hand.

The fragrance of glutinous rice mixed with meat instantly filled his mouth.

"Not bad at all. Old Bai doesn't have this kind of luck," Liu Zheng said, his words muffled by food, his eating style quite robust.

Lin Mo glanced at him and asked indifferently, "Want me to pack a few for you to take back?"

"No need. Old Bai, Shouzhen, and Xia Zhi are all in Pengcheng."

There was a hint of complaint and helplessness in his words.

After all, they were also being kept in Pengcheng for observation because of their "collusion" with Lin Mo.

Hearing this, Lin Mo took three zongzi from the refrigerator, but then remembered Shouzhen didn't eat meat, so he put one back.

"My leaving really caused you guys some trouble."

Lin Mo raised his hand, turning his palm over in the air.

Three talisman papers inscribed with complex runes lay quietly in his hand, a faint, almost imperceptible aura of solemn killing intent emanating from them.

"You know how useful these things are now. Next time you run into someone with no sense, just use them."

Lin Mo could naturally sense that Xia Zhi had used a Five Thunders Talisman.

So these guys probably knew the effect of the Five Thunders Talisman now.

Lin Mo's tone was as casual as if he were handing out flyers.

"One each, except for Shouzhen. Don't lose them."

Maintaining character in progress.

Liu Zheng's gaze was instantly glued to the three talismans. He even forgot to swallow the zongzi in his hand, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"Fi... Five Thunders Talisman..."

The scene of Xia Zhi unleashing the Five Thunders Talisman that day was still fresh in their memories.

Even Dongfang Shuye stirred, eagerly stepping forward, wanting to ask for one too.

But Lin Mo directly turned to look at Dongfang Shuye. "You don't get one. Step aside."

"Oh." Dongfang Shuye sat back down helplessly, looking at the remaining meat zongzi on the table and feeling they were too greasy. He only liked the ones with dates.

Looking at the three Five Thunders Talismans before him, Liu Zheng couldn't help but ask, "Just how many of these do you actually have?"

The scene of the five thunders striking that day was still etched in his memory—a flash of cyan lightning streaking down the corridor.

The person then turned to charcoal. This was simply a single-soldier divine weapon.

Lin Mo held up one finger.

Liu Zheng's breath hitched, his mind racing.

"Ten?"

He ventured a guess, feeling his heartbeat quicken.

Lin Mo shook his head.

"One hundred?" Liu Zheng's voice cracked. What did it mean to have a hundred of these? A mobile artillery depot?

Lin Mo still shook his head.

"...It can't be a thousand!" Liu Zheng felt he was going crazy. That number was beyond the limits of his imagination.

Yet, Lin Mo shook his head again, then spoke the most domineering words in the most utterly flat tone.

"No. It's that I always have them."

What did that mean? An unlimited supply? Weren't these things supposed to require immense effort to create each one?

Even the always-silent Dongfang Shuye beside them couldn't help but tense up.

He stared fixedly at the talismans in Lin Mo's hand, his mind in turmoil.

A talisman of that power—even at his peak, taking one or two head-on would likely leave him severely injured. Any more would be certain death!

The scene fell into dead silence for a moment.

Lin Mo, however, acted as if nothing was amiss, stuffing two Five Thunders Talismans into Liu Zheng's hand, breaking the frozen air.

"Alright, if Little Leaf here doesn't want zongzi, then hurry up and take this old man away. I have other things to do."

Lin Mo's way of giving the eviction notice almost made Liu Zheng lose his composure.

Dongfang Shuye's face just twitched, but he didn't say anything more, merely walking over to help Wen Tonghai up.

When the iron door closed, Dongfang Shuye finally couldn't help but sigh in relief.

Wen Tonghai remained silent.

Liu Zheng and Dongfang Shuye didn't say anything either, just helped Wen Tonghai downstairs.

Back in the car, Dongfang Shuye said to the driver, "Take Elder Wen to the airport."

The driver paused, glanced in the rearview mirror at the silent Wen Tonghai, nodded, and then stepped on the gas.

The surrounding Yan Huang Awakening agents also dispersed and left.

Only Liu Zheng and Dongfang Shuye remained.

Dongfang Shuye pulled a bottle of drink from his pocket and took a hurried gulp.

Liu Zheng also directly pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one for himself.

The two leaned against the roadside railing, not saying a word.

The sun set in the west. After a while, Dongfang Shuye finally spoke.

"From now on, liaising with Lin Mo will be your team's responsibility."

"Okay."

"That... could you spare me one of those Five Thunders Talismans?"

"Did you forget? Lin Mo knew exactly who used the talisman earlier."

Liu Zheng's words made Dongfang Shuye pause, then a belated chill ran down his spine.

Lin Mo's spiritual sense had been keeping an eye on the two fools downstairs the whole time.

He slowly sat down on the sofa, frowning slightly. That old man named Wen Tonghai was indeed very strong.

The reason he could suppress Wen Tonghai so easily was entirely because Lin Mo had long ago set up a formation here.

As long as the formation remained unbroken, Lin Mo could suppress Wen Tonghai.

At this moment, Lin Mo couldn't help but clench his fist.

Although from every perspective, the Foundation Establishment stage already placed him above ordinary humans, the things Director Long had said made Lin Mo feel he must break through to the Golden Core stage as soon as possible.

Within this very summer vacation!

His phone chimed. Lin Mo took it out.

"Everything okay now?"

Lin Mo thought for a moment and replied, "Don't worry. It's fine."