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There was no doubt that if something happened to this batch of supplies, the director's life would be in danger, so he didn't bother to see Peng and hurriedly took Zhao Qi back to the temporary airport outside the base.
Shortly after arriving at the tower, a transport plane descended in the sky and landed smoothly on the runway.
The director told Zhao Qi to find Lin Miao and ask her to contact Kunpeng and prepare to open the door.
He ran to the transport plane and supervised the staff in unloading the cargo to ensure that no accidents would occur during the journey.
Looking at the wooden boxes being taken away one by one, the director thought that when the delivery came, he would have to solemnly express his gratitude to Xuxianren.
He was curious about whether the mountain gate took away these useless things and stuffed them into a warehouse to collect dust or destroyed them directly, so he asked Xuxianren.
The answer I got was that there were also children in the mountain gate, and they were raised by the disciples after they formed a Taoist couple.
These "toys", such as guns, can be given to children to play house and for entertainment.
The director was shocked at the time. Bullets have no eyes. What if someone dies?
Immortal Xu explained with a smile, "It's okay. Although the children haven't practiced yet, they have magic weapons given to them by their parents. Your toys... weapons will not hurt them."
The director felt deeply that he was worthy of being an immortal who had lived for thousands of years. Look at how well he knew the situation.
While he was thinking, all the supplies were neatly piled on a concrete ground at the edge of the airport. The person in charge who came with the plane found the director and asked where the loading truck was.
"What's the cargo?"
The person in charge looked bewildered and asked, "There are so many boxes. If we don't use a car, can we carry them by human hands?"
"Haha, you are ignorant."
The director remembered him. At that time, the mountain gate had not yet been opened and the Special Investigation Bureau was on the verge of being laid off. This guy often ridiculed him when he met him. However, things have changed over time and now it is his turn to be powerful.
After looking down on him with a petty look, the director crossed his arms over his chest and raised his chin slightly: "Just wait."
The person in charge scratched his head, thinking that if he stayed with him for a while he would inevitably be teased, so he simply ran away, looking at Kunpeng and others with curiosity.
About ten minutes later, he was surprised to find Kunpeng floating in the air, his head slowly lowered, his deep and huge eyes looking towards the airport.
Feeling that he was being watched, he suddenly felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. His knees became weak and he almost fell to the ground.
"Don't be nervous." The director in the distance didn't really make him look bad, "Kunpeng Immortal is here to collect the goods."
Receiving goods?
It's going to fall?!
Can I see it up close? Can I touch its feathers? But...it's so big, will it squash me if I'm not careful?
With a mixture of excitement and panic in his heart, the person in charge didn't know for a moment whether he should walk away for safety reasons, or move closer to try his best to get a chance to touch Kunpeng.
The idea was nice, but he soon realized that he was thinking too much.
The big bird in the sky did not flap its wings and fall down, but opened its huge mouth like the abyss.
There was no bright light or distortion of space. The neatly stacked wooden boxes rose into the air and quickly flew into the bird's beak.
“Eat…eat?!” The person in charge subconsciously took a few steps back, worried that he was also within the range of the “immortal power”.
"Kunpeng Immortal's belly is so big, what's the point of putting these things in it?" The director did not miss any opportunity to humiliate him.
Damn it, he got it!
Coming back to his senses, the person in charge realized that Kunpeng was confident that he would not hurt him by mistake. He breathed a sigh of relief and cursed the director in his heart.
He thought there was no point in staying any longer, so he left quickly.
He even reluctantly gave up the opportunity to see more extraordinary people, rather than continue to show off to the director: "The handover is complete, I'm leaving first."
"No, you haven't seen the Asahi-sennin yet, right?"
The Immortal Asahi?
The person in charge's mind flashed with the immortal video that he had watched countless times. He was somewhat tempted, but then hesitated. If the immortal Xu really came, this bastard would probably mock him again.
"coming."
Before the person in charge could hesitate and come up with a result, a light gate opened in the distant sky. Through the gate, one could vaguely see thick fog and mountain peaks standing above the clouds.
"Fairyland!" At the event site, everyone almost broke the camera button area on their mobile phone screens.
The person in charge here also expressed the same shock: "Fairyland?!"
"It's the mountain gate."
It’s broken, and he installed it again!
A moment later, a white figure that most people were very familiar with but had never seen in person flew out from the door.
He did not fly on a sword, but just flew into the air with his physical body to the back of Kunpeng.
With their vision blocked by Kunpeng's vast belly, everyone was guessing what Xuxian was doing.
"Go to Qingfeng Palace to get the cards on a certain day." The voice as gentle as jade floated into everyone's ears.
Because the transaction with Shanmen was top secret, the person in charge could only guess after hearing it, but the director naturally understood what he meant.
"Okay, stop guessing and go back quickly." The spaceship was just waiting for the materials to be processed, and the director didn't want to bother him anymore.
"See you later."
The person in charge turned and walked towards the plane, but stopped after taking two steps because of the leisurely tone floating in the air.
"You all are here for a grand event, and Xuli should help to add to the fun, brother."
Kunpeng raised his head slightly, and a feather fell off his right wing, swaying from side to side and falling to the ground.
No one knows what the use of Kunpeng's feathers is, but since they belong to immortals, it's right to grab them.
The cheers coming from the event venue could be heard clearly at the airport.
There was still some time before the feather fell to the ground. The director was glad that he had rushed over in time. He raised his foot and was about to run away. He caught a glimpse of the person in charge standing still and stopped again: "Why don't you leave?"
"Haha." He smiled, "This is a reward from the immortal. Doesn't it say I can't fight for it?"
The director's face froze, and he suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the peak of a mountain in the distance: "Look what's that?!"
"What?" The person in charge thought that another immortal had appeared, so he looked over, but there was nothing. He turned around to ask him what he was doing, but he saw the director had already jumped into a car.
"You bastard!" He stopped pretending and chased after him, cursing.
The battle for the feather was so intense that when the two arrived, they couldn't even squeeze into the crowd. They could only stare at the sky from the outside, hoping that the feather would fall towards them.
"Whoever touches it first gets it. Don't rush to grab it and cause trouble." Immortal Xu left a word and flew into the light gate.
Although the tone of these words was flat, everyone still sensed the warning and dared not push the people beside them anymore. They all raised their hands high, trying to rely on their height advantage to defeat their opponents.
Under the expectant gaze of thousands of people, the feather finally approached the ground.
Unfortunately, the target was in the center of the crowd, and the directors and persons in charge at the edge had no hope.
As the feathers fell closer and closer, everyone became excited and tried to stand on tiptoe.
At this moment, one can roughly judge where he will land. In the crowd directly below, the tall man looks around and sees himself standing out from the crowd, and can't help but smile a winner.
However, a short old man next to him took a different approach.
He first lay dormant patiently, silently letting go of his hand, giving the illusion of giving up, and letting his competitors ignore him. When the wide feathers, which were like a single bed, blocked the sunlight above his head, he suddenly stood up and lifted his daughter onto his shoulders.
As the saying goes, when father and daughter work together, they can accomplish anything. Encouraged by her father, the little girl, who still had a little chubby face, pressed her father's head with one hand and raised the other hand as high as she could.
This series of strategies caught others off guard.
In their astonished eyes, the little girl's chubby fingers touched the feathers.
"Wow! I got it!"
"Fuck, so insidious!"
"What a thief! I saw him put his hands down and thought he didn't want to fight anymore!"
The people around him expressed their anger, but the old man was not panicked at all. What? You still dare to snatch? Be careful or Kunpeng will fan you to death with his wings!
He proudly put his daughter on the ground, clasped his hands together and bowed to all sides: "Thank you, thank you."
It was indeed as he speculated, no one had the courage to rob it, but how could they let it go when they watched the immortal's things fall into the hands of others without taking some advantage?
"Brother, just touch it and get some of the magic energy, just once!"
Feeling that the feather was very light, the old man held it up with one hand and said, "Okay, come on, line up, one person, one touch, and don't touch more than one person!"
Shrouded by the shadow of Kunpeng's body, everyone dared not act rashly and consciously lined up in a long queue that stretched into the distance, as if there was no end.
Some people got bored of waiting so they raised their mobile phones to take pictures of the scene, then posted them on the website and chatted with netizens who couldn't come, to kill time while waiting.
Once the video was uploaded, it quickly spread abroad, with Da Ying paying the most attention to it.
Ever since the competition between Xuxianren and Dumbledore, the people of Ying Country have been discussing how big the gap is between their own headmaster and Xuxianren from China, as well as between Hogwarts and the Mountain Gate.
These people can be roughly divided into three categories. They gather on online platforms and engage in heated debates from all sides.
The first group is the rational group. They believe that judging from the live news broadcast that day, Hogwarts is far weaker than the Mountain Gate.
One group is the sentimental group, who argue that Hogwarts is a partner of Ying Kingdom and is in no way inferior to Shanmen.
There is another group of people who are on the fence. They say that as long as Dumbledore defeats Asahito, he is stronger than the other party, otherwise he is weaker.
The latter spread this correct nonsense which was of no use except to muddy the waters, and successfully aroused the dissatisfaction of the first two. Both sides temporarily put aside their differences and joined forces to encircle and suppress the latter.
The fence-sitters were not afraid at all. They picked up their keyboards and passionately debated with them in the comment section. It was not until the video of the lucky draw was forwarded to Yingguo that the three parties temporarily ceased fighting.
They have more important goals.
Let’s not talk about which one is stronger, Hogwarts or the Mountain Gate. They are so generous, giving away travel spots and feathers, but why haven’t we made any move at all?
The three parties reached a consensus and, under the organization of the elected leader, launched a disciplined protest against the royal family.
The slogan is - we want to travel, we want feathers!
Feathers are easy. I heard from Wino that he gets along well with several owl seniors, so it shouldn't be difficult to ask them to give him a feather.
But what about traveling?
You have to know that during the few days I went to observe the classes, because of the nameless student's practical class, I had no chance to go to Hogsmeade to experience the local customs and culture.
You want to go, and I want to go too.
Of course, people will definitely not accept this reason.
Amei, who was far away on the other side, also reacted strongly.