— Xiao Zhang watched the puppies, good.
— Xiao Zhang watched the chicks, good.
— Xiao Zhang held a rabbit, watching the puppies and chicks, good.
... But it was a little too good.
Although Yucun was remote, it was not isolated from the world. In fact, due to its superior environmental conditions, adventurous young people would come for inspiration every few days.
Then, as they passed by this unremarkable small house, they were suddenly drawn to the sight of Xiao Zhang, holding a blue rabbit and staring blankly at the animal cubs at the entrance.
Young people: ! ! ! ! !
Do not underestimate the communication abilities of young people in modern society.
So, by the time Wu Tianzhen and Fatty reacted, their doorstep had inexplicably become "Yucun's Must-Visit First Attraction."
Moreover, because this "first attraction" attracted a large number of tourists, significantly boosting Yucun's tourism economy, their household was warmly commended by the village chief and rewarded with a large goose.
Wu Tianzhen and Fatty: Holy crap?!
That large goose was still alive, its white feathers arrogant and overbearing. Relying on its formidable attack power, it roamed the yard and quickly became the leader of the pack of dogs and chickens.
The blue rabbit, under Xiao Zhang's orders and still diligently guarding the animal enclosure, attempted to intimidate the goose. It was then ambushed by the goose, and a tuft of fur was missing from its tail.
It was a case of poetic justice.
A rabbit and a goose fought in the yard, shedding feathers everywhere. Xiao Zhang, with a blank expression, held his saber and gazed at the sky. Meanwhile, a group of bewildered tourists took selfies and group photos in the distance before leaving satisfied—
This became the daily routine for a period.
But it was clear that Zhang Qiling did not particularly like being under the gaze of strangers.
This highlighted the difficulties of living on the surface. If they were underground or in the forbidden land, Zhang Qiling could have made all the eerie beings staring at him peacefully close their eyes forever.
But now, on the surface, these were ordinary people.
Thus, Zhang Qiling, the powerhouse of the forbidden land, had to temporarily avoid the spotlight, choosing to patrol the mountains all day without returning home, or, to sleep all day.
"...No, if this continues, I'm afraid Xiao Ge might have a breakdown and run away from home," Wu Tianzhen said, on the verge of collapse. Xiao Ge now had to climb over the wall to get home. How could this be allowed?
He hesitated, "Should we move?"
His hesitant words hung in the air, but there was no response from Fatty for a long time. Wu Tianzhen turned back in confusion, only to see Fatty slumped on the sofa, rapidly counting a wad of cash.
Zhang Haike's payments would go directly to his clan leader's optical computer account. Clearly, this cash was not from the Hai Ke benefactor.
So—
"Fatty, I think this is a great opportunity!!" Fatty, with a lewd smile, finished counting the money. As if just realizing Wu Tianzhen's earlier statement, he suddenly sat up straight. "How can we move? You're practically ignoring a golden opportunity!"
With a "snap," he flicked the money in his hand.
"I've decided!" Fatty's expression was exceptionally profound. "Since our Xiao Ge's looks have been exploited, wouldn't it be a loss if we didn't capitalize on it?"
"Uh... so?" Wu Tianzhen was stunned by Fatty's sudden enthusiasm, but his long-calm heart also stirred.
He was originally just a young man in his early twenties, now living a reclusive retirement life. Although he was happy living with Xiao Ge and Fatty, he also felt a bit bored.
Seeing Fatty like this, Wu Tianzhen thought Fatty had come up with some earth-shattering, universe-shaking idea. His suppressed curiosity surged.
Then Fatty was silent for a moment, looked around, lowered his voice, and spoke extremely quietly, as if meeting in the underworld,
"Let's open a farmhouse inn. It'll definitely make a lot of money!"
Wu Tianzhen, whose appetite had been whetted: ...
Zhang Qiling had no opinion on a farmhouse inn. In fact, he couldn't quite remember what kind of activity a farmhouse inn was.
However, in reality, no matter what Wu Tianzhen and Fatty said, he would agree.
Thus, this plan was casually and hastily decided.
The construction of the farmhouse inn required money and manpower. Zhang Haike, who had been secretly writing his "Great Clan Leader's Life Log," immediately appeared, feigning that he was just passing by and had coincidentally discovered their difficulties.
... At first glance, it seemed as if he were a kind and considerate Prince Charming.
Wu Tianzhen muttered to himself, but he didn't say it out loud.
... A joke. A free, readily available sucker. Why not use him?
Clearly, Wu Tianzhen had become less pure after years of experience. He exchanged glances with Fatty, and instantly, in front of the sucker Zhang Haike, they showed a smile as warm as seeing a relative.
Zhang Haike, who was not foolish: ... Restrain yourselves, I'm going to throw up.
The exchange of glances between Zhang Haike and Wu Pang did not make Zhang Qiling abandon his peaceful existence. He sat aside, quietly holding his saber and spacing out, as if he were just a mascot.
Then, soon, waves of Zhang family members were sent over to build houses.
When these Zhang family members first arrived, they all had somber expressions, as if each hid a great secret of saving the world. But Fatty observed them cautiously for a few days and quickly saw through their false appearances to find their silly inner selves.
"I think we can rest assured. These are probably the young ones Zhang Haike picked. Even you could strip them bare," Fatty complained to Wu Tianzhen.
... Is the youth of the Zhang family the same as the youth of us ordinary mortals?
Wu Tianzhen hesitated, still harboring some doubts. Then, his doubts were quickly dispelled—
After becoming familiar, a Zhang family member quickly shed his cool, handsome facade and proudly boasted to the two about his SpongeBob tattoo.
The material and color of the tattoo looked quite consistent with Zhang Qiling's, making SpongeBob appear particularly profound and serene.
Wu Tianzhen contorted his expression, almost recalling all the sad things in his life to keep from laughing out loud.
It seemed these people were indeed very young. So, they should be called the little Zhangs.
The little Zhangs were diligent workers. At first, they maintained some composure, but later, they quickly shed their facades and showed their curiosity towards the mysterious clan leader.
The peaceful Zhang Qiling had no intention of responding to their burgeoning exploratory desires, nor did he have the habit of respecting the old and cherishing the young.
So, he beat up all the little Zhangs who blocked him from feeding the chickens, dogs, fish, birds, and rabbits, and from patrolling the mountains.
The beaten little Zhangs: The clan leader is so strong! The clan leader is so handsome! I love him so much!
... Perhaps it's a custom of the Zhang family to admire strength.
Wu Tianzhen watched with a calm demeanor as the little Zhangs, after being beaten, instantly turned into fanboys and fangirls and clung to Zhang Qiling even more, hoping to be beaten again.
... But this is too perverted?!