like you.'"A servant in the house couldn't help but speak up, "This afternoon, the young mistress and the third miss had a very fierce argument...""Word from the East Garden is that Madam will be buyi...Finally got in touch with your shepherd.

Junzhi's team quickly returned to China by private jet. They first arrived at the club.

“Damn it, the air back home is still sweet, and the moon there is so round!” As soon as they arrived at the club, Lao Gui, who was with him, couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Their trip to the South Atlantic was truly breathtaking.

"...I almost lost my life on that godforsaken deserted island."

Lao Gui quickly went to the fridge and took out a large bottle of ice beer, gulping it down. He drank some alcohol to calm his nerves.

The other man in their group was only five feet tall, slender and handsome, but surprisingly agile. He called out a curse directly.

"Bah, what a godforsaken island! If you're so capable, show me what it looks like inside."

Saying that, the monkey immediately and very quickly carried several bottles of high-proof liquor from the wine cellar. After experiencing this life-and-death ordeal, he suddenly woke up and realized that anything good shouldn't be kept. He took advantage of being alive and quickly drank it all down.

"Old Ghost yelled at him, "You scrawny monkey, what are you so proud of"

Having snatched a bottle of tequila from the monkey, Lao Gui didn't bother with a cup. He poured the liquor straight into his mouth, gasping as he took a large gulp. The high-proof, flavorful liquid streamed down his rough neck.

The bottle slammed onto the table, and a sneering voice said, "When the storm hit, I really wished I'd filmed you back then. You looked so pathetic."

Their plane was on a circumnavigation of the South Atlantic when it suddenly encountered a severe storm.

The entire sky was covered by a dense layer of clouds, with thunder and lightning rolling and howling winds. The plane shook constantly, the sky was dark and gloomy, terrifying like the end of the world.

They scared the wits out of everyone on board. The worst thing to happen at sea is a hurricane.

Luckily, there were no casualties.

The monkey's face turned pale with anger as he retorted, "You were scared **less back then too, old ghost! You kept rambling about jumping out of the plane, 'Should I jump Should I jump'... If it wasn't for Young Master Jun stopping you, you would have jumped and now you'd be nothing but bones!"

Members of the club are always so loud and boisterous, the more worked up they get, the more they like to yell and swear at people.

Having gotten used to dealing with these men, I slapped the table and asked in a louder voice, "Did you encounter a storm at sea"

"Did you not pay attention to the climate change before your trip"

"You think we're just bookworms who only know how to take exams Of course, they've been monitoring climate change firsthand... They are all battle-hardened veterans."

Jun Shao went with us on the trip. The climate data for that area had been analyzed a month ago, and we took the latest model... Let's just say that part of the ocean was cursed.

The ocean's climate is unpredictable, they were well-prepared.

They hadn't expected to encounter such severe and unexpected weather conditions. What made it even more strange was that several islands in the area were completely obscured, their full shapes impossible to discern. Neither satellite images nor their own aerial reconnaissance flights yielded any useful information.

“There are several islands scattered not too far apart, and you could faintly see quite a few mountains. But they were surrounded by thick fog, a gloomy gray mist that even on bright days persisted outside the islands... We wanted to climb higher in the plane, fly directly above the islands for a clearer view, but then we ran into a storm.”

All signals were immediately interrupted.

"The plane lost control and shook constantly. The control system kept giving out alarms..."

They were recounting their feelings at the time, all still shaken.

I've had many tasks and encountered quite a few interesting stories, but what they said about the mysterious island still amazed me. It seems that Junzhimu must have narrowly escaped death on that trip with them.

“Keep tracking the weather there and let me know immediately when you find a suitable time.”

The club's head sheepherder took a shower and changed into fresh clothes at the club before walking out.

The old ghosts heard his voice and immediately turned their heads, "Young Master Jun, do you mean… we have to go back to that spooky place"

Mom, they don't even want to go back and die.

However, Lao Gui and Monkey also understand that a great deal of the credit for this narrow escape goes to Jun Zhi Mu's presence. Otherwise, they very likely would have crashed and perished in the depths of the sea.

Lao Gui and his group are very obedient to Jun Zhi Mu. They instinctively never thought of going against his ideas. If Jun Zhi Mu said they were going, their minds would start planning for the next trip.

They have gone through too many life-and-death experiences with Jun Zhimu. To put it simply, without Jun Zhimu, they wouldn't be living so freely today.

The lord, Junzhi, reused their talents and gave them high salaries, as well as respect.

"... Young Master, we can just go next time."

The monkey sensed Junzhimu's obsession with these islands. He insisted on thoroughly inspecting the situation within them, even if it meant risking their lives. It was simply not worth putting Junzhimu in danger.

"Yeah, Young Master Jun, next time we'll be well-prepared and set off again soon after choosing a good day."

Others readily agreed.

The life of Jun Zhi Mu is worth far more than theirs. Although most of them have only received a few years of education and lack higher degrees, they at least understand that one should be compassionate and know how to repay kindness.

I also sensed that Junzhimu seemed to be looking for something on those islands. Could it be treasure hunting Impossible, hot money in the financial market comes faster and easier, and Junzhimu is not someone who likes to take risks. It must be for other purposes.

As for why the shepherd suddenly became so interested in those islands, it's best not to ask. It's better not to draw his attention.

Subconsciously, I lowered my head, keeping a low profile and minimizing my presence.

The old ghost and his companions were making a lot of noise, reveling in their own merriment. She let them have their fun for now; she wasn't feeling particularly talkative at the moment.

"...What happened"

However, Jun Zhimu instantly saw through the thief's shifty eyes.

The expression of guilty conscience was rigid, "Yes, something happened." If it were usual, she would have laughed twice and brushed it off, but now she couldn't bring herself to smile.pirit. The shaman mumbled incantations at her and even whacked her head several times with a stick.Ouch—qiao Bao'er was in so much pain that she couldn't bear it any longer. She got up on her own and...