Crossover: Is this how it's sewn?

Chapter 100, page 099: The Demon Descends

Xu Zhenqing gave the order: "Now I will arrange for people to inspect the warehouse and workshop, and the others will collect all possible supplies."

The main god provides basic language packs in special worlds, so communication is not a problem.

"But we don't have any outdoor heating equipment here. It's dozens of degrees below zero outside. We'll freeze to death in no time." A blond, rugged European man walked out of the warehouse, pointed to the warehouse behind him, and shook his head.

"The fuel in the car is also frozen. Gasoline's freezing point is minus 75 degrees Celsius, which means we have to walk 150 kilometers to determine the plotline," a middle-aged man who looked like a wealthy man with a large belly said with a frown.

"I know cultivation methods from the real world, but I've never been able to cultivate them. Let's all give it a try." The white-haired old man took out a page of paper that he had just copied.

After reviewing the information, the others fell silent. There wasn't enough time; after checking the heating equipment, it would be shut down and become unusable within half a day at most.

In fact, there has always been a saying in the God Realm that new characters created in a story world must have certain characteristics or roles. For example, those who appear on spaceships will be able to pilot them, and those in the Ju-on world will be scholars who know Buddhist scriptures, and so on.

Each of these people possesses unique skills, and the Supreme God will not seek out those who are useless.

After discussion, it was decided that two experienced repairmen who claimed to be able to fix the heating equipment would stay behind, one person would stay behind to listen to the radio and maintain necessary contact in order not to miss any important information from the federal government, and the others would brave the cold and go forward wearing heavy coats.

Under the direction of two middle-aged men from Russia and Canada, the group dressed neatly and set off with bated breath.

Previously, some analysts believed that the professional soldiers guarding the firestone were the biggest threat, but in environments below -75 degrees Celsius, it was discovered that the environment itself was the true reaper.

Looking at the world frozen to death, an indescribable sorrow welled up in my heart, something unimaginable through a screen.

Just two hours later, a team member suffered frostbite to his eyes and nose due to inadequate protection, resulting in blindness. This undoubtedly cast a shadow over the team's health.

When the pot-bellied tycoon scratched his ear, he discovered that his ear had been torn off. He was only calmed down when Hachitsuru said that the main god could repair it.

When the body's water crystals freeze in low temperatures, these ice crystals pose a serious threat to the human body. The cell walls are pierced by the ice crystals, and the exposed tissue becomes vitrified and brittle.

Xu Zhenqing realized that this group of people were not simple. You should know that a healthy adult would feel uncomfortable if he ran continuously for 3 minutes at a temperature of -40℃, but these people were fine.

"Everyone's resistance to freezing is maxed out, right?"

"Don't talk, conserve your energy."

After a brief exchange, everyone took out the food from under their armpits and, without taking it out, put it directly into their mouths and chewed it.

Xu Zhenqing checked the itinerary and found that they had only covered thirteen kilometers in a straight line in two hours. Helpless, he activated his brain domain and used mental scanning to search for clues in the original work, leading the team to the vicinity of a military heavy industrial transport vehicle.

"Look, there's a car! Wave it down!"

"Be careful, these are the soldiers guarding the flint."

Lying on the snow, the group watched as soldiers clashed over damaged vehicles, with gunfire erupting intermittently.

Hachizuru took out a Barrett rifle from his backpack, but Xu Zhenqing lowered the gun and waited for the soldiers to meet the protagonist group before requisitioning the protagonist group's vehicles to leave.

Xu Zhenqing then led his men out to loot the bag.

Military firearms and exoskeletons were among the items, but most importantly, there were abandoned military heavy industrial transport vehicles. Xu Zhenqing asked the Red Queen to provide a repair plan, and the vehicles were repaired in no time.

He still maintains his status as a highly intelligent person, which makes others look at him differently, especially Xu Zhenqing's ability to operate a spherical steering wheel, which is even more amazing.

The group, enjoying the warmth of the heater, drinking beverages, and boasting, caught up with the main characters.

At this point, the main characters were still worried about Han Zi'ang's life and death, and the firestone was put aside.

Although he knew that saving Han Zi'ang would unlock a side quest, Xu Zhenqing was wise to know when to stop. Given his status as a potential rebel reserve, he didn't want to cause too much trouble.

Once he and I were on the right path, Xu Zhenqing's consciousness withdrew and he felt good. He had been worried that the main god would trap his split soul and prevent him from entering the main god's space, but now, thanks to him, he could go in and take advantage of the situation.

Once we've navigated this story world, we can strengthen our bloodline or use the version of Black Hole Cultivation to supplement resources in the real world. Once multiple versions of us reach the fourth rank, we'll begin planning the Human Completion Project and advance to the Light of the Mind realm.

"Morgana is here." Xu Zhenqing immediately sensed the warning from fate and turned his gaze toward Huang Village.

Queen Morgana, with her heavy makeup and outlandish attire, clearly attracted the villagers' attention.

Morgana pressed her finger to her ear and said through interstellar communication, "Karl, you son of a bitch, what kind of godforsaken planet did you send me to? It's full of killing intent. If it weren't for my mastery of time and space, I would have been reduced to ashes long ago."

"Liang Bing..." Karl said gently, a voice so sweet it was almost intoxicating.

"Call me Queen." Hearing Karl's voice, Morgana got goosebumps. Being secretly loved by a soul-scholar who was neither human nor ghost—no, openly loved—was very painful.

"Alright, Queen Morgana." Karl sighed. He had wanted to talk about the wonderful days they spent researching time and space together, but he stopped himself.

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Karl said humbly, "Queen Morgana, what compensation do you desire?"

"If you pull my Demon Seven aside and give me a thousand or eight hundred more resources, I might reluctantly forgive you." Morgana laughed and immediately started asking for an exorbitant price. She had been fighting for thousands of years against the angels who were empowered by some human races, and with her newly upgraded divine body, she had no spare resources. She had to hurry up and take advantage of Qiu Xiang.

In Morgana's eyes, her supporters were a group of humanoid beings who relied on her demonic civilization to hold them off, so there was no need to give them any special treatment.

As the dignified chief god of the Styx, Karl continued to grovel, "At most, we can give you some resources. You know that even if we bring them over, they can only stay outside of Earth and will attract the attention of angels."

"Then I want twice the resources," Morgana demanded exorbitantly.

"make a deal."

"Damn!"

Karl shut down the communication, while Morgana felt she had been ripped off. This bastard was so generous; she could have asked for more. After calculating, she realized she had lost half of Kunsa, the capital planet of the demon civilization.

Morgana felt extreme panic at the thought of risking her life to come to the edge of the most dangerous forbidden zone in the universe.

Human groups are not a monolithic entity; where there are people, there is conflict. How much more so when a group of beings with different aesthetics cannot possibly all look like human beings and therefore live together as a loving family?

You should know that beings with three heads and a height of nine meters, as well as vampires, are of the same race as Earthlings.

To put it simply, the human race is a cosmic alliance with human-like forms.

There are many such alliance universes.

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