It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 546: Banshee
Li Qing sat alone in the tent, lit a small lamp, then changed into a short-sleeved shirt, and took off the Taoist's hair bun, combing it into a high ponytail like a phoenix feather.

The light illuminated his silhouette on the tent, and at first glance, he looked seven or eight parts similar to Feng Ling.

The cat spider paced slowly outside the tent, surveying its territory.

Drones flew by from time to time high in the sky, their humming blades like annoying flies. The cat spider looked up and hissed at the drones a few times.

A few crows were flapping their wings in the trees, making their presence known, but they didn't do anything else.

The main force of the human-faced crows had already gone underground with Wind Feather; those left on the surface were only there to confuse the drones that came to scout.

Li Qing opened the virtual screen and browsed the posts on the player forum.

This is the closest Feng Ling has ever come to the Star Society. If the operation fails, she will probably be unable to get close to the Star Society for a long time and will not be able to save Huangfu Miaomiao.

He looked at the posts; some were cursing the Star Society's incompetence, some were complaining that the hidden Boss had ruined the peaceful paradise, and some were gloating.

After all, not every player has the ability to go to the amusement park. Originally, they envied others for earning points more easily than they did. Now that they know that the hidden boss is massacring people in the amusement park, these players feel much more at ease.

In truth, Li Qing did not want to see either side die, but in order to stop the players from slaughtering the administrators, he unknowingly sided with the humans, coldly watching Feng Ling exterminate the players.

After seeing it so many times, my heart seems to have become numb.

Now, seeing players arguing on the forums makes me feel increasingly powerless.

He preferred the ethereal myths and legends to the constant battles of reality, where gods brought both disaster and peace, and people didn't need to work hard because everything was arranged by the gods.

The notification icon in the bottom right corner highlights a new unread message.

Li Qing's heart skipped a beat. His first thought was that this was a distress message from Huangfu Miaomiao, but then he remembered that Huangfu Miaomiao had been banned from speaking.

But besides Huangfu Miaomiao, who else would send him messages?

Li Qing opened the unread message and was surprised to find that it was sent by administrator number 77.

【77: Do you want to help the shooting star?】

—Besides the 12 Abyss Labyrinths, there are 110 ordinary labyrinths, each with its own administrator. Upon joining, the system requires everyone to choose a number between 1 and 110 as their code name. Special numbers are more popular and are quickly snapped up. Li Qing chose 1, so he is administrator number 1.

Li Qing was completely baffled by this news.

He discovered that when players were systematically eliminating administrators, they sent warning messages to almost all of them, but only a very few administrators responded.

Most administrators are unwilling to reveal their coordinates, so they choose to remain silent; No. 77 is one of them.

Why did No. 77 suddenly contact him at this time?

Could it be that Number 77 is nearby, discovered Meteor and Wind Feather together, and sent a message to test his stance?
Li Qing instinctively wanted to step out of the tent to see if there were any administrators around.

But the drone might be filming right now, and he had to play his part. After hesitating for a moment, he carefully considered his reply to the message.

【01: What do you know?】

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...The general's mansion was brightly lit in the dead of night, and one military truck after another loaded with goods drove through the iron gate.

General Singh stood by the window, staring blankly at the vehicles below, unable to imagine that this beautiful house was about to be bombed into ruins.

The witch wasn't asleep either; she had sacrificed her beauty sleep and was happily waiting for the cards to come to her, a stark contrast to the anxious general.

The general couldn't stand her expectant look and couldn't help but say, "Is it really necessary to blow this place up? Maybe the hidden boss won't even come. According to the footage transmitted back by the drone, it has been outside the isolation zone and hasn't moved an inch."

The witch said dismissively, "Go tell that to the messenger. What's the point of telling me?"

The general kept a straight face and remained silent. Having experienced the "delivery" once, he dared not disobey the messenger again.

The witch smiled and comforted him, "Since you like the general's identity so much, spend more points next time you log in and draw a better identity."

The general was irritated. "Even if I draw a hundred times, I might not get a powerful or noble status. And now the situation is different. Many countries have started to implement a scarecrow strategy. All important people involved in politics, economics, and technology are protected by scarecrows and cannot log in."

The witch wasn't listening carefully; her gaze was drawn to the flickering lights in the darkness.

Those were the lights from the plane, and the noise from the rotor blades grew louder as the helicopter that had been transporting the doctor and Starlight returned.

"They're here!" The witch almost beamed with joy as she turned and headed downstairs.

The general frowned and followed her down.

The helicopter landed on the large lawn outside the mansion, and the witch greeted them with a beaming smile, calling out, "Welcome! I've been waiting for you for ages. Did you have a smooth journey?"

The doctor looked tired and replied, "We flew here by taking a detour and didn't encounter the hidden boss. It went relatively smoothly."

She looked at the general. "Where's the messenger? He suddenly said we had to move. I wasn't prepared at all. There's still a bunch of stuff I haven't taken from the clinic. What's going on? Will he come back?"

The general had no words to express his predicament. "Go ask him. I don't know the specific arrangements either."

The witch chuckled mockingly, "Even the messenger probably couldn't answer whether he'd come back or not. The hidden boss has caused chaos in the amusement park; coming back would be suicide..."

Her eyes kept glancing at the man behind the doctor. The thought of his cards soon becoming hers made her heart burn with excitement, and her smile became more genuine.

“The park is unsafe lately, and we’ve lost too many of our companions. It’s good to move to a safe place sooner rather than later,” the witch said with a smile. “Come on, I’ll take you to see the messenger.”

The doctor brushed aside her wind-blown curly hair and followed the witch. Starlight, who was behind her, stopped after a few steps, her face showing extreme disgust.

"Why aren't you leaving?" the general asked, noticing the unusual starlight.

The witch and the doctor stopped and looked over.

Starlight looked around and slowly replied, "Death will happen here. Many, many people will die."

The general was alarmed upon hearing this and immediately asked, "Do you have precognitive abilities? Can you see who will die? Will I die?"

Starlight said to him, "My card is the Banshee, which has the passive skill of 'death omen.' This is not a premonition of fate, but a warning that death is imminent. Your manor needs to be reinforced with more manpower and security, otherwise everyone will die, and you will die too."

The witch's lips curled into a smile as she stared intently at the starlight. "And what about you? Can the banshee sense her own impending death?"

(End of this chapter)