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

March 7th was in an uproar. Such a massive battleship, gone?! "The Battleship is gone?! What about the Martial Arts Ceremony...?"

"Push it then, it's not a problem to push it for a hundred or eighty years," the driver said, slamming on the brakes.

"We've arrived at the newly built grotto, specially constructed to appease recent visitors. The fare is 282.4 patrol coins, equivalent to 14120 credits. Cash or online?"

"I'm making an online payment, wait...wait? Where's my internet? Why is there no signal?"

On March 7th, he was drenched in sweat. "This damn phone, why did it lose internet?"

The driver seemed to have expected this. Seeing March 7th so anxious he was about to smash his phone, he couldn't help but laugh. "Haha, don't be nervous. If you don't have cash, you can pay online. The online payment processing time is 48 system cycles. You can log in to the platform and pay after 48 system cycles."

"There's definitely no internet here. It's a newly built cave, no wonder there's no internet."

Why didn't you say so sooner?

The driver's lips curled into a 45-degree smile. "I just love seeing you barbarians looking so stupid. Hehe~"

March 7th pouted, "Aren't you afraid I won't pay?"

The driver laughed even harder, "Then your credit score at Interstellar Peace Company will have to say goodbye. If you are in arrears for more than 84 system periods, your credit points will be frozen."

"As expected, you barbarians are quite amusing. You don't even know such basic common sense."

After the driver finished speaking, he got into the Star Chariot, stepped on the gas, and sped away.

On March 7th, watching the star raft fly into the distance, she was so angry she could hardly breathe. "I'll definitely give you a bad review once I'm online!"

"Seriously, this godforsaken place. I should have stayed here. The Monsoon Surveillance Bureau may be a bit rotten, but at least they didn't lose internet access. What a crappy place! People can connect to the internet in space, but we can't connect here... It's infuriating."

Chapter 375 Mo Du: I will enjoy it slowly. Yan Qing: He cannot see tomorrow's sun.

"Fly? Escape? Or pick up your so-called Cloud Lord pride and launch a desperate attack on me, a mere mortal? I'm looking forward to it... Hahaha."

"Monster..." Several Guardian Spirits gripped their weapons tightly, ready for battle.

"Let me, a former coward, see your foolish courage."

Modu pointed to the winged creature in the front row, "If a good bow is always taut, then only a broken string awaits it."

The winged being kept drawing his bow, his hand trembling uncontrollably. "Monster, then go..."

"puff--"

A bone spur pierced his chest, causing the arrow to veer off course.

“Cowardly attacks won’t leave me a scar, you…”

Modu appeared silently behind them. "We need to be even more ruthless." Modu broke off their wings and ripped out the heart from one of them.

“I know you look down on our barbaric, primitive ways. But I still remember the look in your Commander Mingxiao's eyes. It was a look full of disdain and contempt for someone in a superior position.”

“But I will not do that. I will let you see with your own eyes what it means to eat raw meat and drink blood.”

He swallowed the heart whole, using it to consecrate his fangs with blood.

"Delicious food, what a pity that Huleihan didn't get to taste this earthly delicacy. Compared to the entrails of the Immortal Boat people, your hearts are more to my liking."

Then he grabbed another Winged One, its three-foot-long fangs exposed in the moonlight. The fangs then pierced the Winged One's body without any resistance, as easily as chopsticks piercing tofu.

The wing-maker slowly withered, and Modu could feel the Crimson Moon slowly recovering. He could feel the Crimson Moon cheering and singing, pulsating in rhythm with his swallowing.

When the wing-maker was reduced to nothing but skin, Modu discarded this worthless piece of trash.

"I want to savor your delicious food one by one, slowly."

......

"Awooo—"

As the night passed the hour of Chou (1-3 AM), a mournful howl echoed through the brightly lit Jinren Alley. Mo Du had completed his task and drunk his fill of blood.

The crimson moon in his chest thundered incessantly, each beat like a muffled thunderclap.

If you ask him how many Wingmakers he has eaten, he will ask you in return if you remember how many pomegranate seeds you have eaten.

Either they didn't eat, or they couldn't count them all; Modu's current situation is the latter.

The people of Xianzhou in Jinren Alley ignored the strange, unseen scream.

Thanks to Hua Wu's previous intervention, this place is now a traditional eco-tourism street, where it's perfectly normal for animals to make noise, not to mention the moon is so round tonight.

Fox people, on the other hand, are completely different.

The fox-people reacted to the wolf's howl to varying degrees; some began to tremble inexplicably, some went into temporary shock, and others joined in the howling.

The symptoms were varied and varied, making things quite unsettling in Jinren Lane.

There was no other way, so the Cloud Cavalry locked up all the fox-people with extreme symptoms. Then they reported to the nearest general.

Clearly, all reports had to go through the Tianbo Bureau. Therefore, Feixiao, who was guarding Feng Fu's remains at the Tianbo Bureau, became the first person to know the truth.

"Sister Yukong, what's wrong again? Your brows don't look good when you're frowning."

Yu Kong looked at the report, her brows still furrowed. "There's nothing seriously wrong. Compared to Chang Letian, the problem in Jinren Lane is relatively minor."

"But this time the enemy seems to be launching a special offensive against us fox people. The fox people in Golden Man Alley all have certain symptoms, some are unconscious, some are mentally deranged, and some are even more serious. They howl wildly under the moon like the Bu Li people."

"The medical staff at Dan Ding Si have not yet determined the specific cause of the illness. However, many people say they heard a distant and mournful wolf howl."

This change alerted Fei Xiao; she was now certain that Feng Fu was not dead.

"A wolf howl? Crimson Moon has completely changed his race? No, I have to go..."

Yu Kong remained unusually calm; she could tell that this seemed to be a trap.

"Don't rush, be careful of a trap. Let's notify Yanqing and the guards first. If it's an ambush, the two of you will be better able to deal with it."

"No, it's too late. I'll go now. Tell him to hurry up and if necessary, contact Ji Feng directly. At a time like this, we can't let him get away with it."

Without hesitation, she threw down the ice blocks and headed towards Golden Man Alley.

Yu Kong remained silent, offering neither advice nor intervention, but instead kept calling Yan Qing.

At four in the morning, at the Monsoon Surveillance Bureau, only an hour had passed since Yanqing closed her eyes.

"Buzz—Buzz—Flying Snow? Cold Blade Slays Demons..."

Whether the Cold Blade Slash killed the evil demon is unknown, but it certainly shattered Yanqing's grand dream.

Yanqing yawned, "Ha—ah—who is it—"

"Yanqing, there are suspected traces of evil creatures in the Jinren Lane area. I have sent you the details. Also, General Feixiao has already gone to the target location."

Yanqing: ?

Yanqing was still half asleep. He had only slept for two hours, and now he had a mission?

Feng Fu exploded yesterday at noon, and now this late-night guy can't stand being lonely anymore?

According to his second master, wasn't this thing catching birds? How could it have finished catching them so quickly? He didn't believe it; this Modu must have needed to be taught a lesson.

This is intolerable! His choice was to kill them outright.

He picked up the super bracelet from the bedside table, put it on, and all his drowsiness and fatigue vanished in that instant.

“I understand. That ungrateful bastard Modu won’t see tomorrow’s sun. I’ll make him close his eyes before dawn.”

After that, Yu Kong heard nothing more and could only see that the other party had hung up.

"That tone... it sounds a bit like Ji Feng's?"

Yu Kong checked the note again, and it did indeed say "Yan Qing". But the sentence told her that the person opposite her was Ji Feng.

Yu Kong pondered Yan Qing's words again, and the phrase "end of the journey" puzzled her.

"Wait, who is Modu? Could it be that monster's name? But... how did he know? Could it be..."

Yu Kong is a bit confused right now. Could it be that Yan Qing has been corrupted by Ji Feng and started using the cat-teasing fighting style?

The "cat-teasing" playstyle, as the name suggests.

This refers to the fact that Ji Feng knew his opponent was a monster, but he still waited for the opponent to develop, and then killed him when the opponent was at his most triumphant, in order to satisfy his perverse desire to win.

"We can't let Ji Feng harm Yan Qing anymore. He's quick to learn bad things, but not good ones. We need to talk to Jing Yuan. We can't let another Ji Feng appear."

The tiger was still asleep at this moment, which was truly a characteristic of General Luofu.

He either sleeps or sings; after singing, he sleeps, and after waking up, he sings again.

Chapter 376 Flying Sky: Everything's getting bigger, except me.

He swallowed the tip of his penis into his mouth, and now he could go wherever he wanted.

The energy expenditure required to activate the peripheral nervous system is negligible for him now.

Mo Du transformed into a black shadow, flashing through Jinren Alley. Wherever he passed, wolves swarmed, turning fox-people and otherworldly beings into Bu Li. Even the Immortal Boatman and Chi Ming would succumb to madness.

Even the golden man with a body of steel turned into a pool of flowing metallic flesh and blood.

He stopped in front of a few Cloud Riders who hadn't gone mad, and deliberately left a few behind.

"Bu Liren... Cloud Cavalry is always victorious, fighting to the death without retreating."

The final claw pierced the chest of the Cloud Rider in an instant. "Hahaha... Courageous, but too foolish."

“I have no interest in killing you; I’ve waited too long. I want you to bring me that War Slave General. Oh, no, I mean General Feixiao. Forgive my slip of the tongue; I’m just used to calling him that.”

"Insulting the general, go..."

Mo Du stabbed another man to death, then said to the remaining men, "I told you, I don't like stupid people. I'm waiting for her here. She'd better kill me within three hours, or these people... will either become my food or my people."

The Cloud Cavalry in front of Modu did not move an inch, remaining fully prepared.

Sueto's eyes dimmed. "Foolish..."

"boom--"

Just as his claws were about to tear the Cloud Riders apart, a gust of wind deflected them away.

"On my command, retreat!"

Mo Du looked at the person who spoke, and the person's appearance made Mo Du frown slightly.

"They've come? The former slave." Mo Du felt the force; it wasn't strong, even weaker than he had imagined.