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Chapter 1252 Aftermath: City in the Clouds 1
On the evening of May 15th, the 24th year of the Ming Dynasty, at 8:33 PM
He Jiu opened his eyes and tiptoed out of the ventilation duct.

Using the noise from the airport steam pendulum, he restored the cover of the ventilation duct to its original position, letting it fall lightly to the ground.

Quietly pushing open the door marked "Women's Group Bathroom," he pulled a wire from his hair and inserted it into the locker of the changing room wardrobe.

One click, two clicks, and the cabinet door opened.

The sound of water rinsing filled the bathtub, and through the curtain, one could see a row of fair and soft feet, but apart from that, there was not a single other noise.

The wardrobe was naturally filled with women's clothes, with clean white underwear neatly folded on the shelves, looking as if they had never been worn.

This was clearly not He Jiu's goal for this trip.

Above the wardrobe were bottles of liquid, each about the size of a No. 2 battery. Through the bottles, you could see the colorful, viscous liquid inside, which shimmered with a hazy, eerie glow in the dim light.

Each "Morning Star" was quite valuable, but He Jiu wasn't greedy. He only took the two cheapest cans and put them in his pocket, then quickly pried open the second wardrobe.

The loss of a small number of Morning Stars is considered reasonable combat losses by the "monsters" and can be replenished at any time.

If they steal them all, then things will be in big trouble.

This is a business that requires a steady, long-term approach; we can't exhaust our resources. If the airport becomes aware of this loophole, it will mean the end of this revenue stream.

After prying open three wardrobes and taking away six Morning Stars, He Jiu decided to stop for the day. He carefully wiped away his fingerprints and footprints, then lowered his head and peeked behind the curtain.

Those feet had left the ground and were suspended in mid-air, swaying slightly as the water flowed.

There are people in town who buy private photos of monsters at high prices, including photos of their feet. I wonder who has this hobby.

It looks nice, but you get tired of seeing it after a while.

He Jiu dared not look again; if the monsters noticed, he would be in deep trouble.

Just as he turned to leave, the sudden, piercing alarm startled him so much that he nearly collapsed to the ground.

I'm just stealing a battery, it shouldn't trigger an airport alert, right?
But it was too late to run away. The sound of footsteps approaching rapidly from the bathroom. He Jiu looked around, pulled out a piece of black cloth, wrapped it around himself, jumped into the trash can, and curled up into a ball.

He has no choice but to gamble.

The monsters were distracted by the alarm and wouldn't notice their own presence.

The wardrobe was opened, and the clean-up monsters skillfully put on their clothes, weapons, and equipment. The changing room was filled with the smell of shower gel and the smell of things that had been washed with it.

He Jiu closed his eyes tightly, held his breath, and dared not move at all until the room became quiet again.

He waited another minute, and only after confirming that no one was around did he awkwardly crawl out of the trash can.

Before I could even stand firmly, I met a pair of bright red pupils.

Holy crap... how come there are still monsters left?
In that instant, He Jiu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and felt that his life was about to end today.

But the scene he had imagined—being riddled with bullets—did not occur. After calming down, he realized that the monster was standing still.

This is a little monster.

The little monster, not fully developed, has no horns on its head, only two bulges like deer antlers.

She was completely naked, stared blankly at He Jiu for a moment, then stared blankly at her own wardrobe.

He Jiu followed her gaze and found the wardrobe to be completely empty.

There were no spare clothes.

"I didn't steal it!"

In a moment of urgency, He Jiu hurriedly spoke up to defend himself: "I really didn't steal it!"

Although I steal things too, I definitely didn't take your underwear, monster sister... no, monster sister!
The little monster stared blankly at him, a layer of mist gradually rising in its bewildered eyes.

"You are……"

"I'm not!"

"abnormal!"

"I've already said I'm not!"

He Jiu was sweating profusely with anxiety. Suddenly remembering the black cloth wrapped around himself, he quickly took it off and draped it over her: "Little Miss, please, please don't scream..."

"what--!"

By the time He Jiu realized what he was doing, it was too late.

Looking at the little monster he had tightly covered his mouth and pressed down beneath him, he knew he was now in deep trouble and there was no way he could explain himself.

"Don't make a sound, or I'll strangle you! Blink if you understand!"

The little monster stared at him blankly, without saying a word.

That's an idiot.

Monsters are generally not very bright, and this one is especially so, her mind always a beat slower than others. Before she could think of using force to fight back, He Jiu quickly said, "I'll find you some clothes, don't shout, okay?"

The little monster blinked.

This time she understood.

He Jiu slowly stood up, took out a wire, and knocked open the wardrobe next to her in front of her.

"abnormal."

"Shut up!"

After being yelled at, the little monster pouted, knelt down beside him, and stared intently at him.

"Wear this!"

He Jiu threw someone's clothes at her face: "Put them on quickly!"

"Big……"

"Big is better than nothing!"

But I have to admit, it is indeed quite big.

The whole outfit was loose and baggy, which was one thing, but the difference in their bust size was truly unbearable to look at. The original owner clearly had a figure with prominent breasts and a voluptuous body, which made the contrast with her steel-plate figure that could land an airplane a truly tragic sight.

There was no springtime light to be revealed.

They can't even distinguish between their front and back.

But anyway, at least they put it on.

He Jiu wiped the cold sweat from his brow and threatened fiercely, "Don't tell anyone after we get out, understand?"

"abnormal!"

The little monster shouldered the explosive gun, which was as big as four of her heads, and gave He Jiu a cold look.

"I remember you!"

"You better not remember this! If I get caught, I'll expose that you forgot to apply for spare clothes!"

He Jiu, taking advantage of her naivety, continued to threaten her: "I'll only get three years at most, but you'll be laughed at by those big monsters for the rest of your life!"

The little monster was clearly intimidated. It glared at him fiercely, then pulled up its pants and walked out.

Once she was out of sight, He Jiu quickly slipped out and climbed back into the ventilation duct along the same path.

After completing this job, he decided not to come to Airport 4 again for at least three months.

Money is important, but life is more important.

The price of angering monsters is terrifying. But that's not the most terrifying thing. When He Jiu climbed out from the other end of the ventilation duct and saw those guys in black leather trench coats, he had only one thought in his mind: he hadn't checked the almanac before going out today.

The prosecutor's office's hunting dogs.

The monsters stationed in the airport at least have a smattering of legal awareness, but these hunting dogs are above the law. They don't care what kind of petty theft you are; if you're caught, you'll be shot on the spot.

Hunting dogs always have a keen sense of smell, and He Jiu felt that he probably couldn't escape this ordeal today.

The good news is that the other party was clearly not after him.

He was just a petty thief, not even worthy of being watched by the hounds.

So... what are these people doing at the airport in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?

Using the shadows and gaps between the buildings—a place only he knew—He Jiu climbed onto the outer wall of the airport and glanced into the distance toward the landing field.

Today, the airport is shrouded in clouds, and visibility is extremely low. Normally, no ships would arrive at the port, but at this moment, the prosecutor's office's hounds have surrounded the landing field, set up their light and heavy weapons, and are on high alert.

A young prosecutor stood with her hands behind her back in front of the landing field. Her high collar obscured her face, but it couldn't hide her stunning figure.

There aren't many young prosecutors in the prosecutor's office, and there's only one female prosecutor with such long legs.

Li Xi is known as the "Golden Hound".

He Jiuxin thought to himself, "That's it, I'm done for."

This woman is most famous not for her two legs, but for her ruthless and cold-blooded law enforcement methods, her bravery in always leading the charge in battle, and her relentless pursuit of the enemy.

To date, her pursuit has been 100% successful; no one has been able to escape her clutches.

Either don't let her find out—He Jiu didn't think he had that ability.

They either surrender obediently or they will surely die.

I wonder what the food in the cell will taste like this year.

Please stop eating elm flour buns!
Just as He Jiu was pessimistically starting to fantasize about his life in prison, the sound of an engine roaring came from the distant sky.

An airship tore through the clouds and slowly approached the landing site.

The powerful shockwave nearly blew He Jiu, who was clinging to the outer wall of the airport, away. Before he could regain his footing, he saw the monsters lying in ambush on both sides launch anchor cables, firmly locking the dozens of meters long airship. Then, they stepped on the anchor cables and rushed onto the ship, pulling out explosive guns and chainsaw swords to seize advantageous positions at the bow.

The battle started in an instant.

Countless bats squeaked and flew out of the portholes, trying to escape, but they were met only by the fierce roar of grenades.

Crimson magic swirled around the ship as the monsters methodically infused their bodies with the orange morning star, unleashing a violent power that clashed with the vampires casting the spell.

Bat carcasses rained down from the sky, and continuous explosions inside the ship ripped pieces of deck off.

Just as the battle between the two sides reached its climax, the Golden Hound, who had been standing silently in front of the landing field, suddenly raised his hand and gently pressed it towards the 13-meter-high airship in front of him.

Huge claw marks were instantly etched onto the bow of the ship, tearing apart the sturdy metal hull.

Among the seven exceptionally bright stars in the sky, one large star suddenly burst forth with dazzling brilliance. The starlight transformed into flowing lava, cascading down from the heavens and pouring onto the nearly disintegrated airship.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, the monsters and vampires were attacked indiscriminately, their screams and howls filling the air. The power engines inside the airships exploded on the spot, and a powerful shockwave swept across the landing zone.

He Jiu covered his head and curled up into a ball, trying to minimize his presence so as not to be affected by the battle between these powerful individuals. But at that moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a mangled corpse falling straight toward him.

He instinctively reached out and grabbed something soft.

To be precise, it's not a corpse, but rather half a body.

A small monster that has lost its weapon and is now only half a body.

The preface is retracted.

Saying that someone can land a plane there is indeed a bit of an exaggeration.

You can still feel it if you squeeze it.

But He Jiu's attention was focused on the injection device on her back.

There are still some Morning Stars left over.

Why not while it's hot...

"help me!"

The little monster, now only half its original size, suddenly opened its eyes and grabbed his arm tightly.

Caught off guard, He Jiu was pulled off balance by the monstrous strength she unleashed, stumbled, and fell straight down.

The landing field at Yundu Airport No. 4 is 145 meters above the ground.

"Let go!"

At this moment, He Jiu no longer cared whether the prosecutor had noticed him or not. Falling from this height would only result in one outcome: he would be smashed into a pile of minced meat and die without a burial place.

Even if the food in prison is terrible, it's still food. If I die, no one will burn paper money for me!
He Jiu was so frightened that tears and snot streamed down his face, but the little monster still clung tightly to his arm.

"I don't want to die."

"I don't want to either, little sister! You're already like this, so please stop struggling, okay? I'll burn paper money for you during festivals, so please let go, okay?"

"No."

"let go!"

The biting night wind in mid-air made it impossible for He Jiu to open his eyes. He tried his best to pry open the little monster's fingers, but the monster's fingers were like a vise, gripping his arm tightly.

"You are responsible for me."

"Take responsibility my ass! In a minute, we'll be a pair of doomed lovers..."

"I marry you."

"That's not... um?"

Hearing this, He Jiu hesitated for a moment.

A dying monster will say anything to save its life.

"My butt is over there."

The little monster raised its other hand and pointed to the fragments of corpses that had fallen with the two of them in the distance.

At that moment, the air was filled with blood and flesh, but He Jiu could tell at a glance that she wasn't lying.

Because the pants had already fallen down.

The scene was truly...

"I was accidentally cut in half because the clothes didn't fit... so you have to take responsibility."

"Okay, stop talking. Hold me tighter around the waist and don't grab my hands!"

Having broken free from the little monster's grip, He Jiu reached behind him, grabbed the rope behind him, and pulled hard.

The tattered hang glider sprang off from behind him with a bang. He adjusted the direction of the hang glider and slowly approached it.

With a thud, He Jiu tumbled to the ground in a sorry state. Without pausing for a moment, he immediately took off running. Because at that moment, all sorts of random things were still falling from the sky, and he could easily be crushed to death if he wasn't careful.

Finally out of the airport's reach, he lowered his head, looking at the upper half of the little monster clinging tightly to him and the lower half in his hands, and fell into deep thought.

He originally came to steal some things, but now he's gotten a wife for free.

Putting race and age aside for now, how do you fix a wife who's been broken in two? I need an answer urgently.

(End of this chapter)