Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman

Chapter 105: Chapter 93: Nonsense, Qi Cultivation Late Period!

“Good day, audience friends; this is the river channel where the rumored Carp Jumping Through the Dragon Gate has occurred.”

“As we can see, quite a number of tourists have arrived on the bank today, showing that everyone is highly curious about this matter.”

“Is it a natural wonder created by the hand of nature, a magic performance deliberately staged by someone, or truly a mystical resurrection, a return of the myth.”

“Next, we invite…”

“Click!”

An expert team’s office.

The middle-aged man who led the team pushed open the office door and came in, then casually turned off the TV that was irritating him.

He sat down and, somewhat annoyed, slapped the desktop:

“This is just nonsense, utterly ridiculous!”

“Isn’t this just increasing our workload!”

The middle-aged leader was very angry, and then his mood got even worse as he saw new red dots continuously popping up on the work-specialized tablet.

The assistants next to him all kept their heads down, not daring to anger the team leader further.

But they understood in their hearts.

Ever since mysterious anomalies started occurring one after another everywhere.

Someone higher up immediately realized something was amiss, and so they gathered the elite from various expert teams to form this current team.

Their main task was to investigate the principles behind the various anomalies and then provide research reports on the potential social impacts, among others.

Originally, the number of anomalies they could collect data on yesterday was just over ten or twenty, and more than half of them were not in densely populated areas but hidden deep within famous mountains and great rivers.

Their manpower was considered sufficient to handle the work.

However, starting today, with the spread of public opinion,

More and more reports of anomalies or miracles at famous historical sites and well-known temples and Taoist temples are coming in.

Some claim to have seen the great Taoist and Buddha giving lectures that dazzle the heavens, others swear on their chests that they’ve indeed witnessed Immortals ascending the cliffs.

There are herders who cry in front of the camera, shouting that they really saw a dragon falling into the valley of a certain area.

And some people presented even blurrier and cruder images or videos than those found online, claiming these were the mysterious anomalies they just captured!

These reports appeared like bamboo shoots after the rain and in the blink of an eye exceeded the three-digit mark, heading steadily towards four digits.

These… of course, couldn’t possibly be Su Ping’s doing.

Rather, it was many scenic spots, and individuals associated with historical sites, either actively or tacitly allowing their subordinates to stir up trouble and join in the chaos.

On one hand, naturally, it’s to join in the hype, to scrape together whatever fame they can.

On the other hand, some managers of temples and Taoist temples are also worried; after all, they are all famous historical sites with a long-standing heritage.

Why should anomalies appear at your place and not here at ours?

Could it be… that yours are real, and ours are fake?

That’s impossible!

Although amongst them there are certainly those who only became famous in the past few decades or even those resurrected from tainted lands.

But admitting that is utterly impossible.

So, anomalies, mythical stories, they must have them too, they absolutely must!

…

Pot Cave Heaven.

Su Ping, holding the travel camera, returned here.

Looking at the photos filled up on the travel camera, Su Ping rubbed his forehead and took a short rest.

After nearly a day and a night of rushing around, even going to Nepal, Su Ping finally completed the level-up task.

Fortunately, this task seemed huge, as if it could lead the trend of a mystical resurgence.

In reality, it was just a moment; in the information age, so many incidents popping up in a short period of time would actually invite more skepticism.

As long as the higher-ups don’t want to make a big fuss and no real mysterious incidents that affect the majority continue to occur, the hype will die down even faster.

And before Su Ping returned, he had already noticed that small factions, unwilling to be ignored, began stirring up muddy waters.

When a few crude imitators are exposed later on, even the on-site audience might doubt whether they saw things incorrectly at the time, or if they were influenced by some memory-deception scheme like collective hallucination as suggested by the experts, right?

[Upgrade task: Go Traveling and Check In has been completed]

[Congratulations, the Travel Shop has appeared]

[From now on, travel merchants will appear randomly in the Travel Shop]

After resting up, Su Ping decided to complete the upgrade task.

Soon a mist floated over and then dissipated.

On the edge of the main peak, a shop with a footprint of less than three square meters with green tiles and white walls appeared in Su Ping’s sight.

Su Ping quickly made his way over.

He saw that the green-tiled building was facing the direction of the Moonlight Listening Wind Pavilion with no walls or windows, entirely open, displaying a wooden counter that filled the room.

A small purple cat was lying on the counter, listless and unenthusiastic.

Upon noticing Su Ping approaching, the small cat spoke with a human voice:

“Meow! Welcome to Mao Wu’s little shop; take a look at the booklet yourself if you want to see something.”

After speaking, the purple cat lay down again, slightly closing its eyes.

Su Ping resisted the urge to stroke the cat’s head; instead, he picked up the silk booklet.

Suddenly, he noticed the booklet was like a tablet computer, displaying various illustrations and descriptions of items.

There were also explanations of the buy-back prices.

But it was quite a rip-off.

One Fishing Coin for the common items, ten for the rare ones, and only a hundred for the especially rare.

Unless he was truly in desperate need, Su Ping would not even want to give rubbish items to be recycled.

Who knows? Maybe the various pieces of trash he accumulated from draws could someday be assembled into a set and yield unexpected utility, right?