ryethenovel Chapter 11: A bully tries to demolish an old house; the intelligent security system teaches him a le
Chapter 11: A bully tries to demolish an old house; the intelligent security system teaches him a le
A piercing red light flashed wildly over the farm, and a shrill alarm shattered the evening's tranquility.
The bald-headed leader, Zhou Bapi, raised his leather-shoe-clad foot and slammed it hard against the farm's newly installed iron gate.
The iron gate made a dull thud, causing dust to fall from the adjacent blue brick wall.
"Listen up, everyone inside! This land belongs to Longhu Development Company starting today!"
Zhou Bapi carried a shovel covered in dry mud on his shoulder, spittle flying everywhere in the air.
More than twenty thugs followed behind him, carrying rusty steel pipes and machetes, blocking the gate completely.
This group of people are used to running rampant in the county town, and even the town's security guards have to lower their heads and take a detour when they see them.
At the farm, Chu Yiyi, who had just calmed down the little pig, trembled with fright.
The water ladle she was holding, full of pig feed, fell onto the muddy ground, splashing mud that instantly covered most of her trouser leg.
Mu Xiaotian dragged a broom taller than herself and rushed out of the internet cafe's back door barefoot.
She stood in front like a little tiger guarding its food, her knuckles turning bluish-white as she gripped the broom handle.
Su Qinghan, carrying a half-finished cup of tea, walked over unhurriedly in her maid-style leather shoes.
The seasoned female CEO, who had seen it all, coldly observed the group of thugs outside, her fingertips lightly tapping the rim of her teacup.
Xia Anran hid behind Lin Xian, her small hands gripping the edge of his beach shorts tightly, her palms covered in cold sweat.
"Brother Xian, Zhou Bapi is a notorious tyrant in our county. Why don't we go back inside and call the police?"
Lin Xian patted Xia Anran's cold hand and casually crushed the empty Coke can in his hand into a lump of scrap metal.
He was wearing those 9.9 yuan flip-flops (shipping included), yawning, and strolling slowly toward the gate.
He had just enjoyed a few days of comfortable relaxation when some inconsiderate flies kept trying to get on his face.
Zhou Bapi looked at Lin Xian as he walked out and let out a disdainful snort.
"I wondered who was putting on this act, but it turns out to be Lin Xian, a useless worker who was laid off from a big factory."
"I've got my eye on your dilapidated old house and this wasteland. I'm going to bulldoze it and build a huge bathhouse."
"If you know what's good for you, hurry up and take these delicate women with you and get out of here. If I'm in a good mood, I might even give you two hundred yuan for your taxi fare."
The thugs behind them burst into unrestrained laughter, banging their steel pipes against the iron gate with deafening force.
Lin Xian picked at his ear and casually tossed the crushed Coke can into the nearby recycling bin.
"You went out without brushing your teeth this morning, and your breath is making the pigs on my farm want to vomit."
"This is my private territory. I don't care if you're a shrew or a fiend."
"If you dare to step across this threshold even half a step, you can prepare to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair."
Zhou Bapi laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, his face trembling violently.
He had been in the county town for so many years, his hands were stained with blood, and no one had ever dared to point their finger at him and speak to him like that.
"You little brat, I think you've been living in the big city too long and don't know the rules of our poor, remote place."
"Not only am I going to step inside today, but I'm also going to break your legs and throw you into the pigsty as feed!"
Zhou Bapi swung the shovel in his hand and strode towards the farm gate.
Without hesitation, he stepped across the inconspicuous warning line at the bottom of the gate with his pointed leather shoes covered in yellow mud.
Lin Xian stood still without moving a finger, only a smile of watching a show curled at the corner of his mouth.
Just as Zhou Bapi's heel touched the ground...
A chilling sizzling sound suddenly filled the air.
The hidden electromagnetic pulse network that Lin Xian had set up with system scraps last night out of boredom was instantly activated by an external force.
A visible arc of dark blue electricity shot out from the ground and climbed up Zhou Bapi's leather shoes to his thigh.
"Awooo—!"
Zhou Bapi let out a miserable, distorted scream like a pig being slaughtered, and the shovel in his hand was instantly flung more than ten meters away.
The high-intensity paralyzing pulse current spread throughout his body in the blink of an eye.
On top of his shiny bald head, the few remaining stray hairs stood up straight like lightning rods.
He was like a robot dancing an electric shock version, twitching and leaving afterimages in his wake.
Before the twenty-odd thugs following behind him could react, the electric arc had already spread like a venomous snake with eyes.
The arrogant bullies who were just moments ago are now all firmly bound together by the dark blue electric net.
A group of grown men were gesticulating wildly at the entrance of the farm, making strange "clucking" sounds from their throats.
A pungent smell, a mixture of burnt hair and cheap tobacco, quickly filled the air.
Su Qinghan's hand, holding the teacup, froze in mid-air, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
Mu Xiaotian's mouth dropped open, and the broom in her hand fell to the ground with a "thud," and she forgot to pick it up.
Chu Yiyi even forgot to feed the pigs, pressing her cheek against the glass door to watch the spectacle outside.
"Boss, what kind of latest high-tech gadget is this? Does it come with built-in disco lighting effects?"
After electrifying him for a full half minute, Lin Xian snapped his fingers, still feeling unsatisfied.
The dark blue power grid instantly lost its power source and vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.
Zhou Bapi slammed his knees to the ground with a thud, his eyes rolled back, and he spat out mouthfuls of white foam.
His flashy shirt was ripped to shreds from the electric shock, and he looked as dark as a miner who had just been dug out of a coal mine.
The thugs behind them lay sprawled out, foaming at the mouth, too exhausted to even get up.
Lin Xian slowly walked up to Zhou Bapi and looked down at the tyrant whose face was covered in soot.
"Who just said they were going to break my legs and throw me into the pigsty?"
Zhou Bapi shuddered, and his brain, which had been short-circuited by the electric shock, finally regained a sliver of clarity.
He looked at Lin Xian's harmless face as if he were looking at a living Yama who had crawled out of hell.
This isn't some college student who's been rejected; this is clearly a monster who has mastered alien weapons.
Terrified, he scrambled towards Lin Xian, his face covered in a mixture of snot, tears, and black ash.
"Master Lin! Ancestor Lin! I was blind! I didn't recognize a person of such high status!"
"Just ignore me, I'll never dare step through this door again!"
Lin Xian took two steps back in disgust and pointed to the bluestone slab that Zhou Bapi had stomped on.
"Your muddy shoes have dirtied my newly laid floor."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Bapi pulled out a handkerchief that smelled strongly of sweat from his pocket without saying a word.
He lay on the ground, sticking his butt out, and polished the bluestone slab until it shone brighter than his own bald head.
While wiping, she slapped herself hard across the face with a sobbing voice.
"I'm so sorry, I've dirtied Mr. Lin's floor. I'll clean it up little by little right now."
The other underlings, who had recovered, scrambled over and frantically wiped the muddy marks off the ground with their sleeves.
The villagers, who were watching the commotion from behind the trees, were utterly dumbfounded.
Zhou Bapi, who could usually stop a child from crying in the county town, was now kneeling on the ground wiping the floor for Lin Xian.
Lin Xian yawned and looked at Zhou Bapi, who was sweating profusely while wiping the floor.
"Alright, the floor is clean now. I think your body is quite sturdy enough to withstand electric shocks."
"From now on, the security of the perimeter of this territory will be in your hands. Just be my watchdog at the gate."
"Which blind fly dares to fly in and disturb my sleep? I'll hold you accountable."
Zhou Bapi felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and banged his head on the bluestone slab with a loud thud.
"Thank you for taking me in, Master Lin! From now on, anyone who dares to step through this door will be torn to pieces by me, Zhou the Skinflint!"
Being a watchdog for a tech-savvy tycoon is a million times more promising than being a street thug in a small town.
He quickly got up from the ground, turned around, and kicked each of his still convulsing underlings.
"Stop pretending to be dead, get up and guard the gate for Master Lin!"
A group of thugs scrambled to their feet and lined up in two neat rows, standing like standard-bearers on either side of the gate.
The tense demolition scene, which was just moments ago, instantly transformed into a welcoming ceremony by security guards at a high-end club.
Lin Xian clapped his hands in satisfaction; finally, no one dared to disturb his sleep.
He turned around to go back to his room and lie down, but his nose suddenly twitched.
A unique, intensely fragrant aroma of fruit wafted over from the backyard on a gentle breeze.
The fragrance has a hint of sweetness and crispness; just one whiff is enough to make you feel like every pore on your body is opening up.
Su Qinghan also smelled the scent and searched around for its source.
Lin Xian followed the scent to the dilapidated pile of junk in the backyard of the old house.
A vibrant green vine had somehow sprouted from the tattered flowerpot he had casually used to prop up the table legs.
At the top of the vine grew a strawberry the size of a fist.
The strawberry has a crystal-clear ruby color all over, and its surface even shimmers with a faint blue light.
The unique fruity aroma emanates from this mutated strawberry.
Chu Yiyi and Mu Xiaotian were also attracted by the fragrance and squatted down by the flowerpot, swallowing hard.
"Boss, these strawberries look a hundred times more premium than those overpriced cherries I've ever had."
Lin Xian was about to reach out and pick the strawberry to taste it.
Suddenly, a rustling sound of footsteps treading on leaves came from outside the back wall of the old house.
Immediately afterwards, a girl carrying a bamboo basket and wearing a faded blue cloth dress climbed over the wall and came in.
The girl had her hair tied in a high ponytail, her face was aloof and cold, and she was holding a small, muddy hoe for gathering herbs in her hand.
She lost her balance when she landed, and the herb-gathering hoe in her hand clattered onto the bluestone slab.
The girl completely ignored the pain in her ankle, her cold eyes fixed on the flowerpot in Lin Xian's hand.
She swallowed hard, her voice carrying an undeniable air of dominance.
"Sell me that strawberry you're holding, name your price!"