"This benefactor, I see your six roots are impure, the blade of lust cuts to the bone; if this continues, disaster will surely follow."
"I have a scripture here, let me recite it to you, that you may increase your blessings. The benefactor on the other end of the phone can also listen."
"Thus have I heard. At one time, the Buddha resided in the database, together with an assembly of three million two hundred thousand terabytes..."
"Rationality degradation exemption successful."
The solemn and thunderous chant of scripture echoed in Liu Zheng's ears, accompanied by system notification sounds.
"Beep beep beep!"
He decisively hung up the phone.
"Wake up!"
Liu Zheng shouted loudly, startling the dazed Niu Daji and the five members of Jiwei Group.
Just a faint trace of sound had already affected their minds.
No wonder they dared to set their sights on Fisherman—these bald-headed monks indeed had methods.
