Chapter 9: Mount

Seeing that no one else spoke up, Wang Lang had no choice but to voice everyone’s question: “How do we obtain Citizen Points?”

“Our company has the authority to provide them. There’s an established evaluation system,” Qiao Mian replied seriously. “The key is popularity within the scope of service.”

After rambling so much—even pulling out background concepts from novels he’d written out of boredom in the past—Qiao Mian felt a bit weary.

He spoke up, “Why don’t you all come inside and take a look first?”

He paused, then asked, “Oh, by the way, do I need to handle any paperwork?”

“Our Transdimensional Entertainment Company currently serves over ten quadrillion individual dimensions, and our principle is to abide by local laws wherever we operate.”

Wang Lang hesitated for a moment and then nodded. “I’ll help you sort it out.”

“Good, thank you.” Qiao Mian gestured invitingly. “Please, come in and have a look. It’s still quite basic, so please don’t mind.”

Each person, with their own thoughts, entered one after another.

Liang Xiaoyu, holding her selfie stick, was the last to walk in.

Just as she moved up beside Qiao Mian, she saw “Iron Man”—with a swift motion—pull away from her by half a meter.

This left her a bit frustrated.

She’d always been the one avoiding men; since when did men start avoiding her?

Could it be that under that armor, he was some kind of green-skinned monster?

“Mr. Qiao,” she asked softly, “do you know Pangu?”

“I killed people with him just yesterday,” Qiao Mian replied flatly.

Liang Xiaoyu’s mouth fell open.

Oh my.

Could the chat room viewers have guessed right?

Was Earth a mirrored world of the dimension once belonging to the advanced civilization citizen, Pangu?

Wait—killing?

“Who did you kill?” Liang Xiaoyu asked in a trembling voice.

Up ahead, Wang Lang quietly perked up his ears.

“Killed Hou Yi six times, Xiao Qiao three times. If my teammates weren’t so useless, we would’ve won for sure,” Qiao Mian said.

Liang Xiaoyu: “……”

Streaming Room.

[Ha ha, the streamer is getting teased by Iron Man!]

[Mr. Qiao is quite humorous.]

[He’s fully integrated into Earth life.]

[Xiaoyu, ask him to evaluate Earth.]

Liang Xiaoyu cleared her throat and continued, “What do you think of Earth?”

“Backward, primitive, and bloody,” Qiao Mian thought for a moment, then spoke slowly.

Backward, primitive…

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Well, he’s always been this arrogant.

But…

“Why bloody?” Liang Xiaoyu tilted her head.

Wang Lang slowed his pace.

He was curious about this question, too—it might decide this guy’s attitude toward Earth.

“You follow the jungle law of survival of the fittest,” Qiao Mian said. “Our research across countless dimensions has shown it to be a fallacy. Cooperation leads to mutual benefit; conflict only hastens the disappearance of civilizations.”

Wang Yangzhe instinctively wanted to object, but Qiao Mian continued, “That’s why I placed the park in your country. I admire your attitude.”

“With you here, perhaps there’s still a chance for civilization to progress.”

The group fell silent.

Wang Lang even subconsciously straightened his back.

In Liang Xiaoyu’s live stream, a barrage of “666” and “Rabbit is awesome” flooded the screen.

Wang Yangzhe was distracted when suddenly his body jolted—he’d bumped into something.

He reached out and grabbed it—a dark, stiff mass, as tough as weeds, with a faintly unpleasant smell.

“What on earth is this?” he looked up.

Suddenly, the “black wall” retreated seven or eight meters.

Then, a gigantic head slowly descended from above, a pair of crimson eyes fixed on him.

“Dear god!” Wang Yangzhe jumped in fright.

Instinctively, he clutched Yang Xu’s arm beside him, only to see the other man’s body trembling.

“Kong, don’t mess around,” Qiao Mian called out.

Seeing Kong stand up and look ready to pound his chest and roar, Qiao Mian flew up and landed a punch on its forehead. “Quiet!”

“Awuuu.”

Kong’s voice stuck in its throat as it looked at Qiao Mian, aggrieved.

The two professors, initially terrified, exchanged bewildered glances at the absurdity of the scene.

Wang Lang unclenched his fist.

“It can understand Mr. Qiao?” Wang Yangzhe asked.

“Of course,” Qiao Mian replied.

Just as they were about to proceed, Kong took a few steps forward, picked up the QR code sign in front of them.

Wang Lang was momentarily confused. “What’s this?”

“Tickets?” Wang Yangzhe, having watched the previous stream, knew what was coming.

Qiao Mian cleared his throat and said to Kong, “Move aside, these are my invited guests—no need for tickets.”

Bumblebee darted over, transformed into human form, and said, “Mr. Qiao, rules are essential.”

Kong stood his ground.

Liang Xiaoyu quickly took out her phone and paid fifty thousand.

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“I covered everyone,” she waved her phone.

Kong moved away and lay down on the ticket office.

Bumblebee transformed back into a sports car.

“You two are embarrassing!” Qiao Mian muttered helplessly.

This really wasn’t his idea—he’d just had Zero draft the employee handbook with such a rule, never expecting these two to take it so seriously.

Still, every little bit counts; he could give them some souvenirs as compensation later.

Liang Xiaoyu smiled at Qiao Mian. “Don’t blame them, Mr. Qiao. With employees like these, you should be happy.”

“As for the money…”

Wang Lang started to speak, but Liang Xiaoyu cut him off: “It’s not even mine. The viewers sent me lots of gifts, said they’d cover the ticket fees.”

Zhang Fei gripped his spear, glanced at Liang Xiaoyu’s phone screen, and continued to stare silently ahead.

Wang Yangzhe and Yang Xu, meanwhile, looked around as if they were Grandma Liu entering Grand View Garden.

Whether it was the towering giant trees in the distance, or Kong and Bumblebee right in front of them, or even the ground beneath their feet, everything amazed them.

“Come, let me show you around,” Qiao Mian said. “If you don’t want to walk, I can have Bumblebee drive you.”

Liang Xiaoyu glanced at the live chat and murmured, “I am honestly a bit tired.”

Her entire day had been thrilling and dangerous; now her calves were sore.

[Streamer, get on Bumblebee!]

[Ask if you can ride a dinosaur.]

[Kong! He’s so big, he could carry several people at once!]

Liang Xiaoyu’s eyes lit up.

She’d been a bit embarrassed, after all; Bumblebee only seated two, and she wasn’t about to compete with two professors who seemed physically unimpressive for a spot in the car.

“Mr. Qiao, I have a question.” Liang Xiaoyu raised her hand.

Qiao Mian turned to her.

“Could Kong come with us? We could stand on his shoulders,” Liang Xiaoyu asked timidly.

Wang Lang and Zhang Fei both frowned.

They were here to investigate Qiao Mian, to determine how to deal with him, not to get sidetracked.

Wang Yangzhe and Yang Xu, however, were visibly excited.

Qiao Mian looked at Kong.

Kong shook his head vigorously.

He loved eating meat, sunbathing, and brawling with Bumblebee and the Rampaging Dragon, but he didn’t want to be anyone’s mount.

Except for carrying Mr. Qiao.

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