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Chapter 26 Global billionaires begging on their knees at your door, and you call this a peaceful lif

Lin Fan thought his life could finally return to normal.

After watching the movie, have some tea, take a nap, check in every day, and get stronger while lying down.

This is the life he has always dreamed of.

However, he ultimately underestimated the terrifying upheaval his "casual act" would unleash on a global scale.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking.

Lin Fan was still sound asleep when he was rudely awakened by the deep roar of engines and the clamor of voices.

The sound was like countless flies buzzing around his ear, making his scalp tingle.

"What the hell is going on? It's so early in the morning, can't a person get some sleep?!"

Lin Fan, with his hair a mess and a grumpy face, got out of bed and walked to the window to look outside.

He froze at the sight of her.

The newly paved asphalt road in front of his house has now become a world-class luxury car exhibition and sales event.

Rolls-Royce, Bentley, Maybach...

These top-of-the-line cars, which ordinary people can only admire online, are now being sold like free cabbages, one after another, blocking the entire alley so tightly that not even a fly can get in.

The lights from the front of the car converged, almost blinding people.

Groups of well-dressed, distinguished men and women were blocked at the entrance of the alley, craning their necks and staring intently toward his courtyard with an almost pilgrimage-like fervor.

At the entrance of the alley, a squad of heavily armed soldiers formed an iron wall, their expressions stern, blocking all the fanatical crowds who tried to approach.

"What's going on? The film crew booked out a theater to shoot a movie?" Lin Fan's mind went blank.

He stepped out of the room and immediately saw Fang Qingxue standing in the courtyard, her delicate brows furrowed as she answered the phone, her expression more solemn than ever before.

"Sir, you're awake."

Fang Qingxue hung up the phone and walked over quickly, her tone revealing a deep sense of helplessness.

"The people outside are all wealthy individuals, political figures, and representatives of ancient, reclusive families who have rushed here from all over the world overnight."

"They have all come to see you."

Lin Fan frowned: "Seeing me? Are you crazy?"

Fang Qingxue uttered two words, concise and to the point.

"Seeking medical treatment."

Lin Fan understood instantly.

His miraculous healing skills yesterday, performed live globally, precisely triggered the nerves of those who stand at the top of the pyramid of wealth and power, and are therefore most afraid of death.

For them, money and power are already easily obtained.

The only fear that could penetrate to their very bones was aging and death.

Lin Fan showed them the possibility of conquering all of this.

In the eyes of these people, Lin Fan was no longer a person.

He is a walking "temple of immortality," the only hope for prolonging life.

"not see!"

Lin Fan responded without the slightest hesitation, waving his hand as if shooing away flies.

"Get them out of here! It's so noisy!"

What a joke!

Giving Gregory "treatment" was purely because that guy jumped right into my face and asked for a beating; I had no choice but to punish him.

Now you want him to treat these complete strangers?

Is he crazy?

Why should he use the treasures he gets from checking in every day to prolong the lives of these people? Just because they're rich and powerful?

Isn't the time he spends lying on the sofa drinking iced cola precious?

"I've already asked Chairman Li's people to handle it." Fang Qingxue shook her head with a wry smile, "But they won't leave. They're blocking the way outside, claiming they'll kneel there forever if they don't see you."

"Hey, trying to play moral blackmail with me?" Lin Fan was so angry he laughed. "If they have any backbone, they can kneel down. So what if they kneel until they die? It's none of my business!"

Just then, there was a knock on the courtyard gate.

It's Grandpa Wang from next door.

Lin Fan let him in, and as soon as Grandpa Wang entered, he grabbed Lin Fan's hand, his face flushed with excitement.

"Xiao Fan! My goodness! You are truly a great benefactor to our Wang family!"

As he spoke, Grandpa Wang pulled out a huge red brocade banner from behind him as if by magic.

The banner was embroidered with eight large, elegant characters in gold thread: "A national master healer, a living Hua Tuo."

That strong, utterly tacky aesthetic made Lin Fan's eye twitch violently.

"Uncle Wang, what's wrong...?"

"Xiao Fan, stop hiding things from me!" Grandpa Wang winked, giving him a knowing look.

"I watched yesterday's live stream! My goodness, it turns out you're not only a skilled fighter, but also a legendary healer! No wonder you solved my grandson's schooling problem with just a word! You must have already extended the life of some top-tier leader, right?"

Grandpa Wang's thought process was so peculiar that Lin Fan didn't know where to begin to comment.

"I……"

"Don't say anything more, I understand your kindness without needing words of thanks!"

Without saying a word, Grandpa Wang shoved the big, red brocade banner into Lin Fan's arms.

"You must accept this! It represents our family's boundless gratitude! From now on, you're my own grandson! If anyone dares to lay a finger on you, I, Butcher Wang... ugh, I, Old Man Wang, will be the first to grab my weapon and fight them to the death!"

Holding the banner that exuded a strong smell of fabric, Lin Fan was completely speechless.

What is all this about?

After finally seeing off the excited and incoherent Grandpa Wang, Lin Fan's peaceful days were finally over.

More and more "pilgrims" gathered at the entrance of the alley.

What started as a gathering of wealthy businessmen and politicians eventually transformed the entire alleyway into a bizarre and eccentric global exhibition of oddities.

There was a living Buddha dressed in a lama's robe who claimed to be a reincarnation of a living Buddha from an ancient temple deep in the Himalayas.

There was a team of top scientists wearing sterile white coats, carrying various precision instruments, and claiming to be Nobel Prize winners.

There were old European nobles who wore medieval plate armor, rode tall horses, and claimed to be direct descendants of the Knights Templar.

There was even a group of people dressed in bulky spacesuits, holding up a sign that read "Alien Fan Club"...

The troops sent by Li Zhenguo have been urgently reinforced from a platoon to a battalion, and have set up a tight blockade three kilometers outside the alley.

Even so, countless people still try to sneak in every day using all sorts of unbelievable methods.

Some dug tunnels overnight, some tried to parachute in by wingsuit flying from high altitudes, and some even tried to climb into the city's sewer system...

Lin Fan felt like he was going crazy.

He doesn't even dare to leave the courtyard now.

As soon as the door opens, there's a sea of ​​heads outside. The moment they see him, everyone kowtows like madmen, shouting "Divine Doctor" and "Heavenly Venerable" at the top of their lungs.

His dream of a "lying flat" life has completely vanished.

"So annoying! So annoying!"

Lin Fan paced anxiously back and forth in the yard, clutching his hair like a trapped lion.

"I can't live like this anymore! I should never have agreed to that old fox Li Zhenguo's proposal! This isn't building roads or laying power lines for me, it's like building a zoo enclosure for me!"

"Sir, please calm down."

Fang Qingxue brought over a cup of freshly brewed Da Hong Pao tea, its aroma soothing and refreshing.

"I have already issued the highest level of warning through family channels. Most speculators have already left. Those who are still outside are basically people who are truly desperate or have fanatical faith in you."

"I don't care who they are! Tell them to get lost!" Lin Fan waved his hand impatiently.

Fang Qingxue's eyes flickered for a moment, but she finally decided to speak.

"Among them, there are a few people whose identities are... rather special."

"The chairman of the World Alliance of Extraordinary Individuals, the founder of 'Immortality,' the world's largest biotechnology group, and..."

As she spoke, her voice unconsciously lowered considerably, and her expression became extremely serious.

"A self-proclaimed messenger from 'Penglai'."

"Penglai?"

Lin Fan's frantic steps came to an abrupt halt.

The name gently touched something deep within him.

"Yes, an old Taoist priest who looks like a hermit."

Fang Qingxue's tone was extremely solemn as she spoke, enunciating each word clearly.

He said he could answer all your questions about the "Qi Yun Courtyard".

The courtyard fell silent instantly.

This is the first time that an outsider has been able to accurately pronounce the five characters "Qi Yun Si He Yuan".