pertwk Chapter 119 Supreme Order: Code Name: Lu Ban, Deliver Building Materials to the Master!
Chapter 119 Supreme Order: Code Name: Lu Ban, Deliver Building Materials to the Master!
Right there in Lin Fan's courtyard house, a lively scene unfolded, filled with the simple joy of labor.
It is located deep in the Western Hills of Beijing.
The atmosphere at the highest command center of the Huaxia Special Operations Group was so heavy it was almost palpable.
In the huge circular conference room, a dozen or so big shots, whose rank was equivalent to a general and whose stomp could shake the entire Eastern military, sat upright.
They silently passed around a top-secret report that had just been printed and still smelled of warm ink.
The report's title consists of only one line.
[Comprehensive assessment of the recent series of extraordinary incidents involving foreigners at "Mr. Lin's Courtyard", and recommendations for adjusting response strategies]
The report was so detailed it sent chills down your spine.
On the first page, Iga ninjas come to provoke a group of "gardeners" and are buried alive with hoes.
On the second page, the great European mage Merlin was punched through the chest by a "cleaner" wielding a toilet brush, shattering his magical core.
On page three, North America's elite "Alpha" squad, fully armed, launched a surprise attack, only to be wiped out in one fell swoop by a "security guard" who won a game of rock-paper-scissors, using just one finger.
The last page features Thor, the God of Thunder from Asgard.
He went to the door to demand the person back, but was detained and made to chop firewood for three days.
His father, Odin, the king of the gods, was forced to make a humiliating long-distance call and sign a series of "unequal treaties".
The treaty stipulated that he would exchange the most precious treasures of Asgard for his son's freedom.
The report was appended with a live update that Li Zhenguo had just sent back.
The content describes how Lin Fan uses these divine treasures to renovate his courtyard.
"...In conclusion, the strength, style of operation, and combat capabilities of the target 'Mr. Lin' and his 'employees' have completely exceeded any existing evaluation system."
"He himself possesses the 'Words Become Law' level ability, which is suspected of altering the rules of reality, and can ignore all known physical or energy laws."
"His employees are all 'gods' or top-level superhumans from different mythological systems. Their average combat strength far exceeds that of 'nation-destroying level,' and they have an almost fanatical personal worship and absolute loyalty to Mr. Lin."
"...Their values differ greatly from our understanding. They have no interest in worldly money and power, but instead hold extremely high standards for basic labor such as 'farming,' 'sweeping,' and 'chopping wood.'"
"The core logic behind all their actions lies in maintaining the tranquility and comfort of their 'retirement life'..."
The only sound in the conference room was the rustling of papers turning.
There were also gasps, barely suppressed yet still clearly audible, like teeth aching.
for a long time.
An elderly general with gray hair but still standing ramrod straight slowly put down the report.
He raised his hand, pressing his knuckles hard against his temples, trying to dispel the sense of absurdity that was lingering in his mind.
He spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Have you finished watching it?"
"Tell me your thoughts."
No one answered.
Who among those sitting here isn't a tough, battle-hardened individual who has emerged from the hail of bullets?
The scene described in this report has completely shattered their experience and understanding gained throughout their military careers.
This is not war.
It's not politics.
It's not even any field they can understand.
This is... a myth.
It is a living, breathing myth that descended right before their very eyes, walking among humankind.
"cough……"
Another general, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and exuding a refined air, cleared his throat, attempting to break the suffocating silence.
"I...I have a question."
"The report mentioned the compensation sent by Asgard... Uru steel, Asgardian gold bricks, and that... Rainbow Bridge crystal."
"Have our experts assessed the strategic value of these items?"
He had barely finished speaking.
A technical department head sitting at the end of the table suddenly stood up, his posture ramrod straight, but his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
His voice was trembling.
"Reporting, sir! The assessment... we can't reach an assessment!"
"Uru Divine Steel, even after being directly exposed to the highest power laser in our laboratory for three minutes, it couldn't leave a single scratch! Its energy density... theoretically, one gram contains enough energy to supply the entire capital city for a hundred years!"
"The Celestial Palace Golden Bricks are more than just gold! Their interiors are inscribed with energy circuits we cannot comprehend, capable of spontaneously absorbing and transforming free energy in space to form an absolutely stable energy field! Theoretically, fortifications built with them could withstand the saturation attack of all currently known human weapons!"
"As for that Rainbow Bridge Crystal..."
The technical lead swallowed hard, his eyes a mixture of fear and fervor.
"We...we dare not go any closer!"
"If our detector gets within ten meters of it, its internal precision components will instantly burn out due to the drastic distortion of spatial parameters!"
"Based on our boldest speculation, that thing... that thing is very likely a real, multi-dimensional artifact!"
As he said this, he glanced at the report in his hand, his voice trembling with a hint of tears.
"And now..."
"Mr. Lin is using Uru Divine Steel to forge hoes, using Celestial Palace Golden Bricks to build courtyard walls, and using that multidimensional artifact... to pave the road in front of his house."
"puff--!"
An old general who was drinking tea couldn't help himself and sprayed a mouthful of scalding tea directly onto the face of his colleague opposite him.
But nobody cared about that.
The entire conference room fell into a deathly silence once again.
If their understanding of Lin Fan's strength was previously just an abstract number and concept...
Now, through the "true uses" of these divine treasures, they finally understood them concretely and acutely.
Just how absurd and outrageous was that man's level of existence?
"I...I have a suggestion, though it's not very good."
The scholar-general who asked the first question pushed up his glasses with trembling hands and spoke in an almost dreamlike tone.
All eyes instantly turned to him.
"Since...since Mr. Lin enjoys interior design and has a need for building materials..."
"Then...can we try to please them?"
"Didn't our 'Kunlun' project discover the ruins of a prehistoric civilization three thousand meters beneath the Antarctic ice sheet? The buildings there were constructed using an unknown, self-healing active metal. Could we...could we dismantle a few buildings and send them to Mr. Lin?"
"And another thing! Didn't our space agency just bring back a piece of 'Lunar Crystal' that glows on its own from the far side of the moon? That thing looks quite beautiful. If we send it to Mr. Lin as a nightlight in his yard, he should like it, right?"
His words were like a bolt of lightning, cleaving through the chaos in the minds of all the bigwigs.
"yes!"
"Didn't we unearth some 'obsidian from the Earth's core' project in Siberia, which we're developing in cooperation with Russia? That stuff would definitely be heat-resistant enough to build a stove in Mr. Lin's kitchen!"
"And the Vatican! Underneath their St. Peter's Basilica, isn't there a 'Heavenly Stone' said to be where God sat? Let Li Zhenguo go and 'have a heart-to-heart' with them, get them to 'voluntarily donate' it to Mr. Lin as a recliner; it'll definitely be more comfortable than that wooden chair he's in now!"
"..."
In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire conference room changed drastically.
The previous somber, oppressive, and lifeless atmosphere was replaced by a lively atmosphere filled with "project discussions" and "international cooperation."
The experts started taking stock of all sorts of mythological relics, prehistoric artifacts, and extraterrestrial wonders from around the world.
They were no longer discussing how to defend or how to respond.
Instead, the question is how to find even rarer and more outrageous "decoration materials" to "offer" to that man in order to gain even the slightest bit of his favor.
Finally, the old general with gray hair slammed his hand on the table, his voice booming like a bell.
"That's what we'll do!"
"Immediately establish a top-level special task force, codenamed—'Lu Ban'!"
"The team's sole mission is to search the entire world, at all costs, for the finest 'building materials' and 'daily necessities' for Mr. Lin!"
A burning light gleamed in the old general's eyes.
"Furthermore, issue new instructions to Li Zhenguo immediately!"
"Tell him that his most important job right now is not maintaining order, nor dealing with supernatural events!"
"His most important job now is to be Mr. Lin's 'project manager' and 'personal secretary'!"
"The gentleman's request is the highest directive of the nation! It must be fulfilled without fail!"