Cai Gen knew in his heart how terrifying Shakten's potential was.

My brain has been washed away and I am an idiot, but I am still so fierce.

Now that my memory has been restored and I have mastered the resources in the west, nothing may happen.

After all, he is also the vice-president of the Zhutian Association.

Stopping at the door of the car, Cai Gen turned around and asked more questions.

"No, doesn't Emperor Shitian belong to the west?

Isn’t Xibian no longer interested in me?

Besides, everyone is aiming for the same goal.

It’s not like he’s an outsider, so there’s no need to be grateful or anything like that.

Can you please help me make peace and say a word to me?"

Ling Zimu looked at Cai Gen sideways, not very happy.

"Young Master, I can't do it even old slave.

He is the vice president, so he is not familiar with me.

Isn’t this making things difficult for others?”

Not familiar?

Who are you lying to?

Cai Gen felt that Mother Lingzi was not good at what she said.

"Auntie, aren't you and him related?

Isn't he your father's successor?

Why are you trying to deal with me if you are not familiar with me?

I really have a lot going on lately and can't take care of him.

What if he is behind my back?

We have just eased relations with the West, but there will be another dispute."

Ling Zimu stood up and walked towards Cai Gen.

When passing Kongsi Bridge, I didn't go around it.

Instead, he stepped directly over him.

I am very accustomed to it and very skilled, as if I have stepped on it countless times.

Kong Siqiao lay on the ground, motionless, like a carpet.

Lingzimu took out the cigarette case from Cai Gen's pocket and lit it for herself.

By the way, he put the cigarette in his ripped pocket.

"Didn't I let you play with the Emperor Shitian that I am familiar with?

Now this Emperor Shakti is really not familiar with me.

Cai Gen, when you promoted the revival of spiritual energy, you should have anticipated today's situation.

Shuffled the deck and started again.

What I said before doesn’t count anymore.

Because things are different.

If the revival of spiritual energy is the trigger, then the luck of the world is the opportunity for post-disaster reconstruction.

Although the West is not monolithic, it still has a dominant position in the human world.

There is no room for error.

This point cannot be shaken.

God blocks and kills God, God blocks and kills God again.

Don't hold up a big flag just because you think they will give you face.

Your missions are different, and everyone has the banner.

I tell you this much just to make it clear to you.

Even if there is an Anxin Buddha, it cannot protect you.

In the past you might have been surrounded by enemies on all sides.

After all the time, you're still a paratrooper.

It is your destiny to be surrounded.

Okay, young master, go home and think about it carefully."

After speaking earnestly, Mother Ling Zi stepped on the Kongsi Bridge and returned to the wall.

As soon as he took a sitting position, Kong Siqiao climbed over and used it as a seat cushion.

Cai Gen understood most of it.

He is sure of the overall situation.

It's just that Emperor Shitian was not familiar with Ling Zimu, so he didn't fully understand.

It’s this one, and that one, how many gods are there?

Doppelgänger?

Forget it, let the soldiers come to block it.

Apart from providing Cai Gen with some chicken soup for the soul, the Spirit Son Mother has limited other uses.

The goddess of life is not really the nanny of the Cai Gen family.

Waving his hand towards Ling Zimu, Cai Gen was about to get in the car.

I saw it next to the morning market entrance.

A new hot pot and barbecue ingredients store has been opened.

Immediately, Zhen Shuiyin was asked to drive home first.

He took Xiaosun and Chacha to buy some ingredients.

After a long day of work, I didn’t even eat.

It’s also troublesome to go back and cook it fresh.

The most important thing is that Cai Gen is a little confused.

In urgent need of oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and human fireworks to smooth things over.

Last time I went to Beijing, I had a meal at Soupu.com.

Because I had something to do, I didn’t feel good about it.

I happen to have taken a liking to Cai Gen, who is sweet and talkative. Let's straighten out the barbecue.

The food store has a large curtain and is brightly lit inside.

When I entered the store, it looked like a supermarket.

There are rows of shelves filled with washed and sealed vegetables.

Rows of freezers stocked with various flavors of meat.

There is also a separate fresh-keeping cabinet for various snacks.

Skipping the hot pot category, Cai Gen went straight to the barbecue area.

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Year-round financial constraints made Cai Gen automatically skip the expensive beef.

Make a beeline for the pork and chicken.

Black pepper, vine pepper, garlic, secret.

Each Cai Gen was trimmed and weighed in at about ten kilograms.

Before leaving, I packed another twenty kilograms of pickled sauerkraut.

Even though we are having barbecue at night, we can’t eat all meat.

No amount of meat is enough, so buy less to borrow some flavor and use sauerkraut.

After such a calculation, Cai Gen was still stabbed when paying the bill.

I printed a small ticket, more than 700.

Cai Gen was shocked at the time.
To be continued...