Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

"Wow, Uncle Yang is still the most decisive. Although he's been acting a bit strange lately and doesn't seem as steady as before, he still acts decisively at crucial moments, just like always."

March 7th said to Walter, but Walter didn't intend to reply for the time being. He was wondering if he had really become playful.

"No, this should be seen as a manifestation of childlike innocence."

......

Somewhere in the galaxy, the fumarole was having a pleasant "picnic" with his children. The little fumaroles relentlessly pursued him, and whenever the fumarole tried to destroy something, the little fumaroles would devour his attack and climb on him to thank him for his nurturing.

The sound of gratitude was a million times more terrifying than Hua Wu's words.

He'd be better off having Nanook send him to heaven than facing this bunch of kids.

"Get out of here! I'll fuck you! Ah! Get out!"

Fenfeng was helpless; this was the most humiliating time of his life, too humiliating. He was still too young.

He thought that Huanlong was the limit, but he didn't expect Huawu to be a step ahead and create something like this, even putting a mask of pain on him.

The little wind behind kept chasing, while the foehn wind in front flew desperately.

The feeling of being a mother to these things was too insulting. He swore that he would avenge this humiliation.

But before he can get revenge, he has to get rid of these monstrous things that are chasing him.

"Fenfeng...you've provoked this kind of tactic...hmm, it must be my Carlo, he's given you a completely new kind of destruction. This kind of destruction...it's unique and novel."

Chapter 181 Walter: Where's my pig?

Xingxiao just watched, unmoved.

"A special and precious gift. Please forgive me for not having time to see it last time. This time, I have enough time to record everything."

Xingxiao blends seamlessly into its environment, like a gentle evening breeze; it would not exist without the breeze.

“I remember he liked to record this kind of thing. What reason could I give? According to Rednet... his car went back to that place. No, I can’t repeat the same mistake.”

......

Ariello ————

"The morning sunlight is always so gentle yet dazzling, traveling a thousand miles a day... nothing special. For the first time, I calmed down and witnessed a planet's transition from day to night, from wasteland to grassland."

Hua Wu lay on a cloud, gazing at the sun that belonged to Yali Luo.

"Peace of mind and tranquility, compassion and kindness."

Hua Wu is currently idle, and Feng Rao has taken over the high ground.

He wasn't in a hurry to find the train crew because he still wanted to plant trees here.

Looking out at the ocean on the surface, not long ago that place was a bottomless snow pit.

"Plant the improved version here. Let it grow well in the sea. As long as it doesn't go above the surface and doesn't cause anything to split, it should be fine."

A blue seed emitting a green glow fell from the clouds, stirring up ripples. Beneath the shimmering water, a great tree belonging only to Atlantis began to grow, growing upwards and expanding downwards.

"The roots anchor the tectonic plates, the canopy stores energy... This planet, which is about to burn out, can survive a little longer. Now that we've planted the trees, why don't we go check on them?"

......

Belloberg —

Good morning, bro. You look like you were sleeping soundly, weren't you?

"Mr. Walter's cane is as powerful as ever, and his head still hurts a little. Can you treat it for me?" Qiong joked.

"I can treat it, but I can't guarantee a cure. Are you sure you want me to treat you?" Xing said with a mocking expression.

"Um... If you don't say it like that, it should be fine. But if you do say it like that, something bad will definitely happen. Besides, I've never forgotten the pain in my left ear."

"Then why do you still want me to treat you? Isn't that obvious? Here, take the medicine."

Xing threw out another unidentified object, which Qiong caught this time and carefully opened.

"Haha, come back to life, my...wooden piece?"

Seeing Qiong's expression after being tricked, Xing laughed and disappeared without a trace.

"Haha, let's cure your lunaticism."

Qiong watched the star run away, helpless. "What? You...I...Fine, fine, you'll definitely lose a star in the Abyss tonight, and the Ether Spirit's duel will be a guaranteed crash."

"What's all the noise so early in the morning? We could hear it from inside the room," said March 7th, opening the door with a resentful expression.

Qiong saw Efeng coming out of Walter's room and smiled at March 7th in front of her, "What's wrong with my noisy piggy bank?"

March 7th's eyes were still blurry. "Oh, the noisy piggy bank, huh? I'll...?"

Suddenly, March 7th's mind took over. She pondered the situation carefully and realized something was wrong. "Why are you making a personal attack?"

Qiong looked at Efeng, who was moving freely in the corridor, and said, "Really, Mr. Walter's little Efeng is already up, but you're still not up. Even the piggy bank is more diligent than you."

March 7th retorted, "That's an electronic ethereal spirit, not a real piggy bank. How could it possibly need to sleep!"

Qiong changed her attitude and said, "Electronic pigs are still pigs. Don't electronic pigs have the right to sleep? That's speciesism. You're discriminating against inorganic life."

March 7th: ?

"what?"

Suddenly being labeled with this kind of label, she felt all her sleepiness vanish and she instantly became wide awake.

"What discrimination against inorganic life? You...you..."

Qiong looked at March 7, who was starting to get anxious, and said, "I know, I know, I understand. This prejudice can't be eliminated because those friends who belong to inorganic life really don't need to rest. They just need to change batteries, while we organic life forms work very hard when we work and sleep."

"No, what exactly are you...?"

“Because Xing didn’t cure my illness, I’m sick.” After saying that, Qiong disappeared from the spot, leaving only a cloud of dust behind.

"Cough-cough-"

March 7th fanned the dust with her hand; she simply felt that Qiong was crazy.

"What a nutcase! Seriously... sigh, calm down and don't hold a grudge. A pretty girl won't get angry. No, we need Uncle Yang and Sister Ji Zi to give him some psychological counseling and keep him away from Hua Wu... He's practically becoming Hua Wu number two."

A man dressed in a white coat and wearing a white hood, carrying an Eiffel Tower, suddenly appeared.

"Oh, dear March Meimei, I think I hear your call."

Upon hearing that familiar voice, March 7th looked bewildered and asked, "Wait, who are you... what kind of clothes are you wearing? Where are your previous clothes?"

Hua Wu held Ai Feng and said quietly, "This is my kindness. You should cherish it. The current me is completely different from the previous me. The current me is completely different from the past me. The current me is very kind."

March 7th asked doubtfully, "Good? Are you sure?"

Hua Wu said quietly, "I'm absolutely certain. Okay, goodbye."

On March 7th, watching Hua Wu about to disappear, he suddenly remembered the Aefeng that Hua Wu was holding. "Wait, that's Uncle Yang's Ether Spirit."

Hua Wu nodded calmly. "Oh. Walter's Ether Spirit. This little guy is an Ether Spirit. No wonder he's so light."

March 7th was a little anxious, after all, this man's masterpieces were things that made them dizzy. "Put it down. If you touch it, Uncle Yang will be sad. You should know that."

Hua Wu slowly shook his head. "I don't know, of course I don't know. Ignorance is no excuse. I'll take this little guy to get a blessing and give it a slight upgrade."

"Are you sure you're alright? You're not going to turn this ethereal spirit into something weird, are you?"

Hua Wu still held Ai Feng in his arms, the pale blue light in his hands stroking Ai Feng again and again.

"Squeak~ Chirp—", the stroking Efeng looked completely comfortable, showing no signs of discomfort.

"See? It's agreed itself, Walter... Let's wait until he finds me. We've been talking for so long and he hasn't shown up. I think he's tacitly agreeing to let me take this thing... No, what's this little guy's name?"

Looking at Hua Wu like this, March 7th sighed helplessly, "Its name is Eagle Wind, let's give it some dignity. I'll inform Uncle Yang in advance so he can be mentally prepared."

Hua Wu disappeared like a ghost, without giving March 7 any response.

Meanwhile, Walter was still waiting, while Evans waited for him outside the hotel.

He returned to the corridor, puzzled. "Strange, where's my pig?"

Chapter 182 Don't let your health points drop to zero!

Walter began searching for his Eiffel, only to find March 7th standing at the door of the room.

"Little March, have you seen the gusts of wind?"

March 7th was still pondering how to say it when the person in question suddenly appeared, "Uh, Hua Wu just took it away, and Uncle Yang, you're here right after."

"Hua Wu? Taken away? When did he return?"

"He didn't say that, he only said that he needed to be reformed properly."

Walter: ?

Walter felt like he had been NTR'd, even though he was the one who first saw Eiffel and fought her first battle.

"Transformation? What is he planning to do? Where did he go?"

"I don't know. He was wearing a white robe today, and then he disappeared while holding that ethereal spirit. Uncle Yang, you know that person can't be persuaded."

"I didn't expect him to come so suddenly. Even without Efeng, I still have my own will. Next stop... Luofu Liuyun Ferry?"

Walter rubbed his eyes and looked at the information on the terminal again.

The words on the terminal were still glaringly obvious. He could only feel the absurdity: "An event held in Yalilo, and we have to rush to Xianzhou halfway through? When the company holds events...didn't they consider transportation issues?"

March 7th shook his head. "The company probably won't consider these things, right? Uncle Yang, where's Danheng? I haven't seen him."

"Danheng left an hour ago. He needs to collect some...surface information of New Arillow. He said he would be back in a little while."

Walter recalled Danheng's solemn expression; he always felt that Danheng carried a heavy burden.

"Hmm... how about this, you and Xing use the boundary anchor point to go to the immortal ship, and I'll take Qiong to the Black Tower space station to keep an eye on him."

Thinking of Hua Wu's strange behavior and looking at Walter's state, she asked doubtfully, "Uncle Yang, can you do it?"

"Ahem... getting the qualification badge for the major mining area shouldn't be a problem."

"Uncle Yang, that's not what I meant. I meant, can you handle two Divine Metals at the same time?"

“Well, someone has to do this, right? Xing doesn’t usually behave as extremely as Qiong, and it’s relatively easier for you young people to get along and communicate.”