Visitors from East Mountain

No one can be certain that Song Fengying can find the Pan'an sinkhole.

Zhang Xuezhou's communication was intermittent at this time, making it difficult to analyze data in the Flying Entertainment Livestream backend.

He kept asking questions, even having Song Fengying investigate the data, and finally confirmed that it was just a group of people who appeared out of nowhere operating the account to guide people to give rewards.

No one else has proactively revealed their real name like Joe Zhang, which is perhaps one of the differences between them and many others.

Zhang Qiaoen is truly taking action, while these people remain hidden behind the scenes, searching for clues in all directions.

"Others are investigating Huang Daoxian, and some even suspect that Zhang Qiaoen's connection with Huang Daoxian led to this plot!"

Whether it originated from Western Capital City, other regions, or the explorations of a certain younger generation, it ultimately led Song Fengying to go to Pan'an.

There are ulterior motives behind this, but the person guiding this is definitely not a powerful figure; otherwise, they wouldn't need to make such calculations, and they wouldn't be stingy with the tips.

Hearing the donation records showing amounts increasing by tens of thousands, Zhang Xuezhou understood the situation.

If the highest-ranking members of the Scarlet Alliance State don't intervene, Zhang Xuezhou could control the situation even if he went himself, let alone ask for help.

But Zhang Xuezhou wasn't being careless. He instructed Song Fengying to wait until he regained consciousness before starting a live broadcast together to investigate.

This made Song Fengying agree very quickly and happily.

Song Fengying didn't understand what was so great about Zhang Xuezhou's chicken-raising research institute; all he did was come here and livestream how making a fortune was the real deal.

After all, their current development is fantastic, especially after joining forces with Alliance Nine. Top streamers no longer rely on tips to monetize, but instead earn commissions; the more they sell, the more commission they receive.

It must be said that Song Fengying did indeed hope that her son would follow in her footsteps.

Of course, it's fine for Zhang Manqian to inherit the position, but Zhang Manqian is even more disobedient than Zhang Manqian Zhang Xuezhou. She either researches black-spotted chickens or runs off without sending any news back.

If Zhang Xuezhou hadn't relayed the message and mentioned that Ren Anran was with Zhang Manqian, Song Fengying would have felt that she had lost contact with her daughter.

"Mom will listen to whatever you say!"

Listening to Zhang Xuezhou's words of advice, Song Fengying felt that her son was quite steady and reliable.

In particular, Zhang Xuezhou knows the script for live streaming, which clearly makes him a promising talent for live streaming.

There aren't that many accidents and coincidences in this world. Every highlight of a live stream needs to be scripted, and this is one of the future trends of live streaming.

Although arranging a script may seem insincere, many things in this world are essentially scripted, including many people's lives.

Song Fengying felt there was nothing wrong with the script; as long as the audience enjoyed watching it, it was a success.

Moreover, most movies, TV series, variety shows, and even news programs are scripted, and their future development will obviously also be script-driven.

Song Fengying thought it was brilliant for Zhang Xuezhou to arrange some scripts in the cave after his survey. This would likely achieve good results for the live stream and would not disappoint the viewers who had given him tips.

"My mom went to the Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum first, and then she went to the Pan'an Tiankeng. It's like she's walking right into trouble!"

Song Fengying was in the middle of the game and was unaware. She only thought that she was starting the adventure live broadcast normally, but there were too many tricks from masters behind it.

If they make one wrong move, or if the Sequence Committee lacks allies, it would be normal for not only Flying Entertainment Livestream, but the entire live streaming industry to be wiped out.

As darkness fell, Zhang Xuezhou returned from the third site of his exploration, the tomb of Emperor Gaozong of Luo, to the endpoint of his test flight.

Once it gets dark, he will complete this flight test and check the effectiveness of the pills made from the extract of this ferocious beast.

Lying in the nearly abandoned cemetery area, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but look at this blessed land of Dongshan with lingering reluctance.

It was only during this one sunrise viewing at Dongshan, combined with his background in cultivation techniques, that Zhang Xuezhou happened to discover some of Dongshan's mysteries.

However skillful he was, time waits for no one, making it difficult to continue his cultivation the next day.

After lying there waiting for a long time, until the night began to deepen, Zhang Xuezhou finally soared into the sky, his arms flailing as he flew towards the North Rehe Research Institute like a giant bird.

The Dongshan area was shrouded in darkness, with only a few lights flickering in some of the imperial mausoleum areas open to the public.

When jade is no longer precious and cultural relics are no longer rare, those who appreciate ancient architecture and tombs will eventually become a minority, and the pace of modern society will also make it difficult for people to engage in these related industries.

The eastern hills were quiet at night, and occasionally Zhang Xuezhou would glance down.

However, his figure disappeared very quickly in the Dongshan area. After all, his flight ability, which he gained through drugs, allowed him to fly extremely fast in the early stages, but it became slower and slower over time.

This is almost the same as a person who can run fast at first, but after a certain distance can only jog, or even walk slowly.

His figure swept through the air, and in a corner of the Dongshan area, a pair of eyes also turned towards the night sky.

"Damn Luo Zhong!"

Curse was whispered from his lips.

"Our lord has searched for him for decades, yet he has found no trace of him. Could he have been a rat in his past life?"

Specks of purple light emanated from the sky, drifting across the eastern mountain like a constant patrol.

"The Lord infused half of his power into your body, which is why your cultivation has improved so rapidly, giving you almost the same power as the Lord. This also made you aware of the situation, and you even launched a counterattack against the Lord!"

"You can't escape. Even if you die, you'll die back in Dongshan!"

Ziguang swiftly surveyed Dongshan once.

As the purple light was withdrawn, its brilliance also illuminated Zuo Quan's slightly distorted face.

"These people from Western Capital City caused the deaths of Ba'erbo, Ba'erpo, and Ba'ermo one after another!"

"This mess is a fair return... And those few who survived, consider yourselves lucky. I won't hold it against you until the Lord returns!"

Zuo Quan breathed a sigh of relief when he found nothing unusual during his inspection of Dongshan, feeling that nothing unmanageable had happened during his absence.

He swallowed back the power that belonged to him and looked at his body with great dissatisfaction.

Not only was he physically weak, but he was also involved in many things, making it difficult for him to leave. It wasn't until some matters Sequence Committee were resolved that he was able to return here to inspect the area.

"A piece of trash who can't even beat his own son!"

Zuo Quan wanted to slap himself, but realizing it would be pointless, he lowered his raised hand and left the cemetery area dejectedly.

He drove his parked car recklessly away.

After a long time, Zuo Teng and Zuo Denggao emerged from the dim streetlights outside the cemetery, revealing an aircraft hidden behind the bushes.

"What a piece of junk this is! The sound quality is so bad!" Zuo Teng complained.

"What can I do?" Zuo Denggao said with a headache, "The bug I installed was in his car, not on him. It's already good enough that we can hear something from this distance!"

"What did it say again? Luo Zhong? His Majesty? Ba'erpo?"

Zuo Teng underestimated the difficulty of Zuo Denggao's actions.

Of course, he must say that Zuo Denggao did a pretty good job.

Internal competition among members of the Aristocratic Clan is common, but if major problems arise internally, they are almost always the most reliable partners.

Zuo Jin is dead, Zuo Teng feels that his father, Zuo Quan, is probably close to being dead as well.

This quickly united him and Zuo Denggao, allowing them to maintain a consistent stance against external threats.

Zuo Teng had never really thought much of Zuo Denggao's abilities, but he had to admit that the Zuo Household was actually quite good, aside from their physical genes. Zuo Denggao Zuo Denggao not as good as him, but he had already surpassed many others.

For example, Zuo Denggao can use rocket launcher positioning, which is something many people cannot do.

Zuo Denggao's eavesdropping skills were also quite good.

Although Zuo Teng knew that this guy was using this technique against him, and that he was unhappy when it was used against him, he was much happier using it against others.

Even though they were more than a hundred meters apart, Zuo Quan's whispered words were still picked up by their eavesdropping devices and safely transmitted to their ears.

Although the two of them couldn't hear very clearly, this at least revealed a clue.

Zuo Teng was also certain that his father's fate was likely to be terrible.

"I think I heard 'Bairbo'," Zuo Denggao corrected.

"What 'ba'er'? I've never heard of that surname in the Alliance States," Zuo Teng said, dissatisfied.

"Which Luo Zhong Luo Zhong he referring to?" Zuo Denggao asked.

"Who knows which Luo Zhong he's talking about!"

Zuo Quan's voice was extremely low, and the sound they heard through their receivers was muffled and difficult to discern. Only a few names were somewhat clear, allowing them to make some guesses.

Once these names sound similar, the two people have no idea what is being described.

Zuo Teng's face was solemn.

The Louvre dynasty collapsed decades ago, but it is clear that the palace coup still leaves indelible marks, affecting the fates of many.