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"First, contact the Master’s Lodge in England and inform them Mugalen has been arrested. I’m not in a position to get involved now, so let them negotiate on our behalf. Delay things as long as possible,"

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"Will they help us?" the electrical expert asked doubtfully.

Many people think too highly of the Master’s Lodge, but the electrical expert knew better, as he had studied abroad when he was younger.

Visa and passport renewal – such tasks were to be handled by the Master’s Lodge, but the staff were often uncooperative.

If you run into illness or an accident overseas, seeking help from the Master’s Lodge is difficult, let alone if you happen to break local laws.

Embassies will first ask if your visa or residence permit is valid. If it isn’t, sorry, they’ll say you’re no longer a national, or at least you’re not their problem.

If it is valid, they might refer you to an association or a lawyer, maybe even reject you outright, but often not without a scolding first: "How could you be so careless? Didn’t you know this? What were you doing back home?"

In any case, you might end up humiliated whether you get help or not.

The Ugly Country’s Master’s Lodge was so eager to help Richard and the others that they’re now safe here, mainly because Richard had pulled some strings and made arrangements in advance.

University students from prestigious schools always have various fraternities to reach out to – there’s so much help available. Richard had his own network, which he’d prepared beforehand, and perhaps Ugly Country also had a reason to pressure its underlings, so they went the extra mile.

But Mugalen’s involvement was unexpected, and since he was from Central Country, the situation was somewhat awkward.

Would Central Country’s Master’s Lodge be willing to get involved in this mess?

Bi Fang looked at the electrical expert with surprise. It occurred to him that despite calling the expert Daokete all this time, he still didn’t know his actual name.

But it felt awkward to ask after all this time they had spent together, so he had no choice but to carry on as it was.

Who would have thought Daokete had such a rich experience?

Indeed, many embassy staff aren’t part of the regular diplomatic corps and are used to acting like big shots at home, behaving the same way everywhere.

Luckily, Bi Fang had anticipated this and knew that to get the other side to exert effort, he would need to engage in a trade of interests: "Go find a consul or master, the higher rank the better, and tell them that if they’re willing to help, I can go to Central Country to make a special live broadcast of at least thirty days, and I’m willing to put forth a positive portrayal."

Daokete nodded, indicating he had no further objections.

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Bi Fang then turned to the director duo: "Jerret, Mond, how much longer do we have?"

Mond looked at Jerret, and Jerret frowned, deliberating for nearly three minutes before answering, "By the 22nd."

"Can we speed it up?" Bi Fang did the math and felt uneasy.

The conference was on the 23rd, leaving just one day of leeway?

Wasn’t the schedule a bit too tight?

This documentary was the trump card produced from the trip to Japan.

Without it, everything done beforehand would be meaningless and ineffective.

Jerret lowered his head, gritting his teeth. But no matter how much he clenched his jaw, the 22nd was already the limit – they were pushing themselves to the brink of exhaustion.

This was a full-fledged documentary, not some film school’s end-of-term project.

Even with a lot of preliminary work, it simply couldn’t be completed in the short term.

Any further compression of time would compromise quality.

Bi Fang sighed, "Make sure to rest."

"Richard, have you contacted everyone on the list I gave you?"

Richard shook his head, "I’ve talked to half of them already, and I can finish today."

Bi Fang had handed over the list of animal rights activists Étienne had contacted to Richard. For attracting attention, Étienne could take over, as it was hard to suspect a minor, and he could more easily arouse compassion. At this point, persuasion would be most effective.

But for the subsequent arrangements, it was safer to let mature Richard take over.

Confident, Richard accepted the task. For years, he had been in touch with protection organizations everywhere and believed he could proficiently manage these affairs. But after a brief communication with them, Richard suddenly realized – he had oversimplified things.

These people were very different from those he had dealt with before...

Their thoughts and actions were entirely different from the organizations he had collaborated with before. It wasn’t that he had a problem; they were just very... special.

They knew nothing about dolphins’ habits, their distribution and types, not to mention the dynamic data on population numbers and the chain reaction after extinction.

When Richard inquired why they wanted to participate, even willing to pay for expensive plane tickets, the answers were nearly all "They’re very smart," "They’re cute," "They seem pitiful," and so on.

For a moment, Richard was at a loss for words.

Okay, he had miscalculated.

But when Richard asked Bi Fang why he had involved these people, he only got one answer: they were more useful than genuine animal rights activists.

Richard, not entirely clueless, twitched his mouth at the time, but now he was beginning to understand somewhat.

The more fanatical the person, the more likely they were to take actions that were more disruptive.

After making three arrangements, Bi Fang heaved a sigh of relief.

With the 23rd approaching, it was time to start rallying support.

"Are you still leading in the Hunting season?" Mandy asked suddenly.

With the preliminary work completed, Mandy and Keke had quite a bit of free time.

Cameras on land were easy to dismantle, and with crowds plus metal detectors, checking and replacing them was a slow process.

It was not so easy in the sea.

Professional diving teams were needed, and the dim environment made working difficult, even hazardous, so the two didn’t have much remedial work to do, and Bi Fang could usually handle it alone.

Bi Fang nodded, "Yes, but the others are closing in. Black Bear’s total hunting count has reached ninety, with just the last ten remaining. Theoretically, any group could pass me."

These past days, between wrapping things up and the less frequent Hunting season’s tasks, there had been some slack.

"I don’t think any group could possibly do it!" Pondy laughed heartily, stepping forward to pat Bi Fang’s shoulder.

The first time Pondy had met Bi Fang, he was already well-known, but compared to now, the difference was immense.

Almost every live stream elevated Bi Fang, and it was hard to believe that one could achieve such success.

Pondy extended his right hand, clasping it firmly, "Keep it up, our Adventurer, we all must!"

Bi Fang smiled.

"I’ll make it."