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 shitless 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.

"What's up?"
Junzhi Mu sat down with them wherever he could find a spot, patiently repeating the same question.
Originally, I thought Jun Zhimu and his team had escaped death and must be exhausted. It's best to postpone reporting on recent domestic events for now... so as not to make Jun Zhimu think she hasn't contributed domestically.
My usual work style isn't so hesitant or procrastinating.
Old Ghost knew her well, and raising an eyebrow, realized things might be a bit out of hand.
"...Three things." he said, forcing the words out.
"After losing contact with you, three things happened here."
The day before yesterday at 5:36 PM, Jun's aunt was found falling from the hospital rooftop. After being rescued, the doctor determined that she had become a vegetable.
She reported the facts in her usual cold and matter-of-fact tone.
Jun, the head shepherd, never much cared for his several ambitious aunts, nor did he take them seriously. Last week, they banded together to stir up trouble with <&am;>'s shareholders, but he didn't pay them much mind.
"Who hurt her?" Jun Zhi牧 asked casually.
His aunt became a vegetable. He couldn't say if he was happy or sad, but it was definitely not her own fault that she jumped from the building. Getting to the truth would be a way to honor his grandfather.
"Jun Zhiyan!" His tone was laced with irritation.
Jun Zhi's pastoral face was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't reacted.
What is Zhiyan doing?
Before you ask about the shepherd's situation, let me quickly tell you about two more important things.
"At 11:55 PM that night, the maid at the Jun residence discovered that the twins in the nursery had suddenly disappeared and they are still missing. According to Jun Zhiyan, she did not take the children; the children left with a black cat."
The old timers of the club immediately got excited when they heard that the child, Junzhimu's twin, was missing.
"...What black cat, nonsense."
"The child is missing! Such a big thing happened, why are you only saying it now!"
Everyone was talking loudly and arguing, chattering away with each other, creating a cacophony of noise.
Junzhi Mu's face was very grim. So many things had happened in the time he was away.
That black cat, Count actually managed to take the child away. The Strozzi family sent someone to pick him up. He hadn't even found the island location yet, and they were already in action.
Qiao Bao'er's biological father must be connected to the Strozzi family. Their tradition forbids bloodlines from leaving the family, so the twins were taken away by them. Given their methods, they wouldn't harm the children.
"...Continue speaking." Jun Zhi Mu's voice was calm.
He seemed to realize as well that the third thing was not simple, his deep eyes locked onto mine, a sharp and piercing gaze that sent shivers down my spine.
Suppressing her nervousness, she spoke in a calm voice, "At 4:52 AM that day, Qiao Bao'er was stabbed in the heart's main artery with shards of a mirror by Jun Zhiyan, causing massive internal bleeding..."
Junzhi's gaze widened in shock, his face betraying no emotion.
The voice grew softer and softer, "Jo Baier has been rescued and is currently stable. She has woken up in the hospital..."
But, she...
He hesitated, looking at Jun Zhimu, "I don't know if it's a post-operative symptom, but Qiao Bao'er seems to have forgotten all of us."

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