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

Chapter 644 No Fight
Pei Xianjue's change of expression was too obvious, and Feng Ling couldn't help but say, "Miss Pei, you're not good enough. Officials are supposed to be calm and composed, and not show their emotions. Your face is stiff as a corpse right now."

Ye Zheng frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Pei Xianjue didn't have time to explain to them. She gripped her phone tightly and asked the person on the other end of the line with a tense face, "How large is the area?... Have the operating procedures been updated? If not, I'll send someone to install the equipment immediately... Okay, I'll wait for feedback from the research institute."

Huangfu Miaomiao was nearby and vaguely heard the phone call mentioning the spread of pollution from the maze. Her expression also became serious.

The call didn't last long. After hanging up, Pei Xianjue seemed dazed. After a while, she looked at Feng Ling and Ye Zheng in the video and explained, "Satellite observations have shown abnormal movement of thunderstorm clouds in this area. We suspect it's a sudden weather change caused by the merging of an alternate dimension with reality."

Feng Ling and Ye Zheng were both stunned.

In the past, when breaking through the maze, it would always rain heavily. Li Qing said it was because the two spaces that were stuck together separated from each other, causing spatial oscillations, which in turn indirectly affected the weather.

However, such heavy rain usually doesn't last long, ending in a day or a day and a half.

The recent strange climate changes in many places inevitably bring to mind the mass deaths of maze keepers. Could it be that these mazes have simultaneously broken down, and pollution has begun to invade reality?
Ye Zheng clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

She looked down and asked the weasel, "Didn't you say it would take some time for the maze to spread? Why is it so fast?!"

The weasel slept as if it were dead.

Ye Zheng reached out and picked it up, shaking it vigorously, but it still didn't wake up.

Since Li Qing shed its human identity and entered the body of an animal, its animalistic nature has become increasingly apparent, making it less and less like a human.

Feng Ling pressed her hand down and said, "Of course, it takes time to spread. Right now, it's just the initial shock, like the door has just opened. The pollution hasn't started to spread yet. Besides, everyone is already quite adept at dealing with these things, so there's nothing to worry about."

Ye Zheng's expression remained grim.

The administrator died right under her nose, and she could never forgive herself for it.

Feng Ling seemed to see through her thoughts, and abruptly hung up the video call. She frowned and said, "I really don't understand what you're worried about. I actually think it's better if the maze is completely opened up. Otherwise, as humans, we have no chance to enter the maze and have no way to completely eliminate the pollutants inside. Now that the maze is open, everyone can freely enter the maze and blow it up, blow it all up."

Ye Zheng said with a stern face, "This matter is not as simple as you think."

Feng Ling scoffed, "Is it possible that you're overthinking it?"

Ye Zheng was very unwilling, "We could have solved these problems one by one..."

"What do you mean by solving them one by one? Do you expect me to sort them out in an orderly fashion, categorize them, and arrange them neatly from largest to smallest before solving them one by one?" Feng Ling mocked her. "You're just dreaming. I've never seen life's troubles line up to come to me. They either don't come at all, or they come in droves."

Ye Zheng felt annoyed. "If you can't comfort people, don't force it!"

Feng Ling said, "You idiot, I'm not comforting you, I'm provoking you."

Ye Zheng glared at him angrily, "Do you want to fight?!"

"I think you're just asking for trouble," Feng Ling continued to mock.

Unable to bear it any longer, Ye Zheng slammed his hand on the armrest of his chair and stood up abruptly! Thump!
The entire fuselage shook slightly.

The two drivers in front silently peeked over.

The weasel also woke up, looking left and right, completely confused.

Feng Ling remained calm and said, "Fly about seven kilometers in the direction of 10 o'clock, then land."

The two drivers silently pulled their heads back in.

One of them whispered, "Are they looking for a place to fight one-on-one?"

The other person was more cautious: "Don't gossip!"

……

There was no fight.

Feng Ling is now a mature Feng Ling, no longer acting recklessly like before. She used a third-person perspective to locate some contaminants, then landed the plane, and the two spent some time clearing them out. She killed two herself and then stopped.

Ye Zheng will deal with the remaining pollutants, and he can also vent his emotions in the process.

These are a group of monsters gathered on the farm, resembling bats but much larger, each bat monster the size of a calf.

Because of their size limitations, they cannot fly very high and are more accustomed to gliding by using trees and buildings.

The farm was abandoned, and large tracts of farmland were planted with corn. Without human care, some of the corn had even produced fruit, but the quality was poor, as it had been mostly eaten by birds and field mice.

Feng Ling stood by the cornfield, watching Ye Zheng beat up the bat monster in the distance.

A bat hanging upside down on a treetop, oblivious to its impending doom, set its sights on Feng Ling. Suddenly, it spread its wings and glided toward her. However, before it could get close to Feng Ling, it was pounced on by a swarm of human-faced crows and pushed into the cornfield.

The corn stalks shook violently, then turned bright red before coming to rest.

Feng Ling sighed listlessly, looking down at the weasel at her feet. "Is there really no other way? Even if we keep looking for the idol, we can't just draw the remaining cards?"

The weasel took out its phone and started typing.

After typing a line of text, I felt it was inappropriate, so I deleted it and retyped it.

Still not right, keep deleting and re-entering.

Feng Ling grew impatient, bent down, reached out, and snatched the phone from its little paw. "What have you been writing for so long..."

She paused slightly, noticing only two words on her phone screen: Too late.

Too late.

The main card cannot be drawn. Even if all the remaining cards are drawn, the Shadow Tiger, Undead Spider, and Royal Moth that have been fused into Ye Zheng's body will remain in his genes forever.

After a few seconds of silence, Feng Ling deleted the text that the weasel had typed and then returned the phone to it.

"Wind Feather!"

Ye Zheng called her name from afar.

"What are you doing?" Feng Ling walked over lazily.

"Look at this." Ye Zheng picked up a gun from the ground and threw it over.

Feng Ling caught it and frowned as she looked at it.

A dusty gun, empty of bullets, unusable.

“That’s normal. They probably discovered some contaminants here, and the local authorities sent troops to clear them out. Obviously, the mission failed, and the weapons were probably left behind during the operation,” Feng Ling said casually, throwing away the gun and patting the dust off his hands.

“This gun looks pretty new, except it’s a bit dirty. The cleanup operation probably happened just a few days ago.” Ye Zheng looked around. “Are there any other monsters nearby? Use your card abilities to check. If you can kill them all, it will solve a problem for the local area.”

“Yes, quite a lot.” Feng Ling pointed to the granary ahead. “It’s all hidden inside.”

Ye Zheng headed straight for the granary.

"Are you still killing?" Feng Ling asked from behind. "Aren't you tired?"

Ye Zheng stopped, turned to look at her, and looked at her with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Feng Ling took out a lighter. "How about we try something easier?"

……

The two men burned down the granary. Flames soared into the sky, and the raging fire reflected the setting sun, creating a scene as vivid as an artificial sunset.