By joining the Green Party this time, Wang Bo had essentially found a tall, shady tree to rest under.
He had promised that Haidilao could use ingredients such as duck intestines and goose intestines. If anyone deliberately tried to stir up trouble, he would file a complaint with New Zealand’s Food Safety Inspection Department.
Those departments were notoriously idle—they loved making an example of someone just to maintain authority. Because of the complexity of Chinese cuisine, Chinese restaurants often found themselves being “inspected.”
But Wang Bo wasn’t afraid of them. The law never said those ingredients couldn’t be sold as food. If those departments wanted to pick a fight, he would sue them.
By doing this, he had become a member of the Green Party. The party wouldn’t just stand by and watch a promising new member get suppressed—they would surely step in to help him.
Of course, that was only one reason. Joining the Green Party had other benefits too. There were also downsides—for example, the National Party halted the talent immigration quota for Sunset Town. By late October, no more skilled immigrants were coming in.
Wang Bo couldn’t be bothered to deal with them. He focused entirely on developing the town.
As long as there was money, efficiency in a capitalist country could actually be very high. The lakeside track already had a basic outline completed, and the protected area of the Glowworm Cave had its entrance preservation work finished as well.
By the end of October, one morning Wang Bo asked “Dear, no classes this morning?”
Eva, sipping her milk, nodded. “Right. Do you need my help with something?”
Wang Bo grinned brightly. “I’m taking you somewhere—you’ll definitely love it.”
Dale immediately put down her fried egg and said eagerly, “Teacher, teacher! Me too! I’ll love it too, right?”
“Yes,” Wang Bo chuckled, “but you have to go to school today. I’ll take you when you’re off.”
Dale sighed sadly. “Oh my God, school again! Why isn’t it the weekend yet? This week feels endless.”
Eva looked at her helplessly. “Sweetheart, studying is very important. And it’s only Tuesday—the weekend is still far away.”
Dale’s eyes widened in horror. “Only Tuesday? Sister, am I sick or something? Why does time move so slow? Should we go to the hospital?”
Eva calmly replied, “After school, I’ll take you for a checkup.” She left the child no room to escape with every word.
Wang Bo comforted her, “Halloween is coming soon. You’ll get time off then. I’ll take you to that mysterious place.”
Eva instantly guessed where he meant. To them, the only “mysterious place” in Sunset Town was the Glowworm Cave—but she didn’t say it out loud and instead cooperated with a smile. “I can’t wait!”
Dale pouted. “Halloween? I’m not going to any mysterious place then! I want to make pumpkin monsters and scare Little Si and Ron!”
After breakfast, Dale suddenly asked, “Teacher, aren’t you driving to town?”
“Maybe around noon,” Wang Bo replied.
She beamed. “Then how do I get there? Can I ride Niuniu?”
The white yak was quite intelligent. Even without the Heart of the Soul, the little white cow spent all day with Dale and was, in Wang Bo’s opinion, more obedient and sensible than most dogs.
As soon as it heard its name, the yak trotted over, rubbing its furry head affectionately against the girl and mooing twice.
Wang Bo laughed. “Don’t worry about that—I’ll call Atulu. He’ll pick you up for school.”
“Chauffeur service—what luxury,” Eva said playfully.
Dale blinked, then drooped in defeat.
After sending her off, Eva exhaled in relief. “Oh my god, Dale’s getting craftier by the day. Every morning it’s a battle of wits just to get her to school!”
Wang Bo chuckled. “She hasn’t even hit her rebellious phase yet. By the way, how did you end up adopting her?”
Eva spread her hands. “Her father was Chinese like you—but immigrated to Korea. Her mother was my best friend. Back then, we worked in internal data analysis together. When I graduated from university and joined the Foreign Intelligence Bureau, it was her who trained me.”
“So she’s kind of your junior, then,” Wang Bo said.
Eva smiled. “That’s why I have her call me ‘sister.’”
“What about her parents?” he asked.
Eva froze slightly. Wang Bo immediately realized, “If it’s something painful, you don’t have to say. I understand the nature of your work.”
Hearing that, Eva actually laughed. “We were data analysts, not field agents. What kind of tragedy could there be? They both died in a car accident. Whether that accident was connected to our work was never determined.”
As they chatted, Wang Bo drove along a winding route until they reached the Glowworm Cave.
A wooden boardwalk connected to the cave—it had already been built, about five or six meters wide, with railings on both sides. The area beyond had been cleared.
“In the future, I’ll plant trees here. What do you think of jacarandas?” Wang Bo asked with interest.
Eva walked beside the railing, smiling brightly. “Perfect! And if you plant some vines or morning glories along the railings, it’ll look even better.”
Wang Bo pictured it and nodded. “You’re right—you always inspire me with good ideas.”
The wooden trail had been opened because it connected to the lakeside beach, and people were already using it—though not for running. A few young girls were chasing each other playfully along the path.
Eva gazed at their deer-like figures with a gentle smile. “Beautiful. At that age—free, laughing, running—what could be more wonderful? I really regret not having such carefree joy.”
Wang Bo put his arm around her, his voice soft. “You joined the Foreign Intelligence Bureau young, didn’t you? Must’ve been a pretty dull life?”
Eva laughed. “No way. I joined after graduating from college.”
“Then why envy them?” he teased.
“Oh,” she said lightly, “because when I was their age, my chest was already about the same size as now. I couldn’t run like that—it hurt too much.”
Wang Bo stared. “Wait, what? You haven’t developed in ten years?”
Eva rolled her eyes. “What, do you want to marry a cow?”
They laughed as they reached the entrance of the Glowworm Cave. Outside hung nylon ropes, imitation shrubs, and plastic grass—to preserve the natural feel while preventing mosquitoes from breeding.
Lifting the curtain aside, Wang Bo let Eva in first. She soon gasped in awe at the ceiling ahead, where clusters of glowworm larvae hung down.
“Oh my God—it’s beautiful! Like strings of crystal necklaces!”
Hearing her delighted voice, Wang Bo smiled. Holding her hand, he led her deeper inside. The corridor grew darker, and the glowworms shimmered ever more brilliantly.
They walked through the long passage, turned a corner—
Outside, sunlight blazed brightly.
Inside, the cave was a glittering sea of stars.
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