The Bronze Tripod trembled lightly, as if it still was not satisfied. Shen Le sighed. "Fine—knew it. All right, all right, I'll keep repairing—"
After returning the Bronze Mask, he headed straight for Hemudu. The good news was that Hemudu was quite close to the Liangzhu Heritage Museum he had visited before, and also quite close to his home;
The bad news was that both the landlady and Gu Yulin had told him, "Things have been getting rather intense near your home lately. If you don't mind, it's fine to come back; if you find it annoying, you can just stay outside."
"Once we clear out the surrounding area and make them too afraid to come again, you can come back—"
"How long will that take?"
"Well... you know, your home is within Shanghai's jurisdiction—Zhuxi Town is also a famous tourist attraction—passenger traffic—transit visa-free policies—"
Shen Le: "—"
What if I did what the landlady did, punch a hole through the wall at home that connected directly to the Secret Realm, and just live there?
Grumbling aside, he still plunged headfirst into the restoration work.
Sigh, relying on others was worse than relying on myself. If I repair the last artifact, adjust the barrier properly, create a double-layered barrier, and add friend-or-foe identification, then it'll be a permanent solution—
Forget people with ill intentions coming to investigate near my home and making the Special Affairs Bureau and the monster tenants clean them out again and again. I'll make it so they can't even enter the country!
Take one step inside, and the weak will burst into flames on the spot. The strong will be struck by Five Thunders!
Swearing viciously, Shen Le arrived at the Hemudu Museum and opened the carefully preserved glass case. Before he could say anything, Gu