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

"Wake up! Damn, focus your energy into your palm!"

"Snapped--!"

"Ugh—! Ha...drink—!"

Luca woke up, shook his head twice, and rubbed his forehead with his right hand.

"Why did the prosthetic limb become soft?"

Upon hearing this, Qiong kicked the mechanical arm on the ground in front of Luca.

"Your prosthetic limb is here."

"Um--!?"

Luca stared in disbelief at his right hand. Had the right hand, which had been severed by the Rift Monster while protecting the child, returned?

"How...is this possible?"

Qiong put away the bracelet. "Nothing is impossible. Um... that's all for today. You can arrange the rest of your time yourself."

Picking up the prosthetic limb that had lost its meaning, and watching Qiong's departing figure, Luca felt a mix of emotions.

Only then did he truly understand what a world of difference meant, and what it meant to be a frog in a well.

The next day—Shence Mansion

"General, I really didn't expect that at the time."

"Unexpected? If it weren't for your second master turning the tide, do you know what you would have done?"

"...I know that 8% of the people in Jinren Lane were killed or injured, and none of the people and tourists in the shelter cave survived."

"I don't blame you for letting your guard down. But why did you have to shatter the cave heaven in that battle with General Feixiao? Or rather, why did you have to smash the Crimson Moon?"

"It was a moment of impulse," Yanqing said honestly; she would never lie.

“I also heard from General Feixiao that you were quite arrogant. You slashed her with a single sword strike. You didn’t even listen to her explanation, and you said something like, ‘Go tell my Frost Sky.’”

"Well... my mind wasn't calm at the time," Yanqing said, feeling annoyed. Hadn't they agreed not to bring it up? This General Feixiao had broken his promise.

Jing Yuan's lips twitched. "Then what about the time you knocked him unconscious on March 7th... was that also a moment of impulse without thinking it through?"

Yanqing: ?

"General, where did this come from?"

Jing Yuan's Lion's Mighty Fist was already 99% charged. "Yun Li told me that he was dizzy for several days, and the bump on his head was the size of two fists. According to Yun Li, it was you who fell."

"General, this is slander! I didn't do anything..."

"No need to say anything more, accept the punishment!"

Jing Yuan's upper body was crackling with violent lightning, and his muscles bulged out.

"Reflect on your actions!"

"General—!"

"boom----!"

The power of that punch far exceeded Yan Qing's; he couldn't withstand it at all and could only open a window in the wall of the Shence Mansion.

This attack sent Yanqing from Changle Tiangan into Yongshou Plain.

Jiaoqiu looked up at the sky and patted Feixiao, who was about to take aim. "General, look. There's a shooting star on Yongshou Plain in Luofu!"

Feixiao released the bowstring and hesitated, "But, isn't it daytime?"

Moze looked up and saw that the meteor was getting bigger and bigger. "General, that meteor seems to be flying over here."

Feixiao looked up, and sure enough, the thing was flying over. "This looks like..."

"General, I did nothing wrong—"

"boom--!"

After traversing several grottoes, Yanqing successfully landed on Yongshou Plain.

Feixiao turned around and dismounted. "That voice just now... it sounded familiar."

A hand with a blue sleeve emerged from the crater created by the meteor.

"Damn it... Yun Li... she's tattled on me again..."

Yanqing climbed out of the pit, looked at the boundless grassland and the wild horses running in the distance, and said, "General, did you send me to Yongshou Plain with a single punch?"

Yanqing looked at the shimmering, moving spring water in her hand. "My arms are a little numb. The general hit me too hard. Luckily, I have my second master's magic weapon, otherwise I might have had to sleep for days."

Upon hearing Yanqing's words, Feixiao glanced in the direction of Shence Mansion, but unfortunately, he couldn't see any outline of Shence Mansion at all.

She couldn't help but sigh at how ruthless Ji Feng and Jing Yuan were; they had beaten the child to a pulp. Their motto was "kill or be killed," and only the strong could become the heir of Luo Fu?

If she does that, all of Yaoqing's potential will be wiped out.

"Oh? It's Yanqing, little friend. You... got scolded by Jingyuan again?"

"It's just our Luofu family's discipline, don't worry about it," Yanqing said, twisting her dislocated neck and turning to look at Feixiao.

"Is General Feixiao here... hunting wild animals?"

"That was true before, but not now. You've scared all the prey away. There's nothing left to hunt."

Suddenly, Fei Xiao changed the subject, "There's no prey left in Luofu, but there's plenty outside of Luofu. Little Yanqing, are you interested in hunting?"

Yanqing shook his head slightly and brushed the dust off his clothes. "I'm sorry, General. I have no interest. I still have many things to finish. How could Yanqing indulge in pleasure?"

"Oh right, I still have to defend my position! I hope my junior brother hasn't made a move yet."

Yanqing leaped into the air and soared away into the distance.

Feixiao looked at the streak of light and sighed, "Sigh, this is what other people's kids are like."

Jiaoqiu gently stroked the feather fan in her hand and whispered to Moze, "Look at the general's eyes. His love for talent is starting to stir again. His eyes are almost as red as chili peppers. Moze, work harder in your training and give it your all."

Without even turning his head, Moze calmly said, "I said I can't do it, and I mean it. Besides, my job isn't suited for that kind of training. And why don't you train?"

Jiaoqiu had his reasons for this statement: "I am both a military doctor and a strategist. What kind of strategist wields a broadsword? That's inappropriate."

Similarly, Moze also said, "But I am an assassin and bodyguard, so even if I practice, I cannot form an effective force deterrent."

"You two...do you think I can't hear you? Since Jiaoqiu likes exercising so much...Maize, go to the market and buy some cilantro."

Moze glanced at Jiaoqiu with a hint of sympathy, then turned to Feixiao and said, "...Yes, General."

Jiaoqiu sensed something was wrong. "General... what's going on?!"

Fei Xiao said casually, "It's just to put some pressure on your training."

"Training...training? I'm just a doctor...I don't need that, do I?"

"I think it's necessary."

"General, we've bought it."

Moze reappeared here and pronounced Jiaoqiu's death sentence.

"Moze, you..."

"No need to go to the market, there are plenty at the entrance. One set contains three arrows, used to feed horses. I bought five sets. I checked, they're clean and hygienic, you can eat them directly."

These words pierced Jiaoqiu's heart completely.

"Evil things! Stay away from me! Don't let them near me—!!!"

Chapter 398 Potio: Lov is a bit dangerous, it's safer to go back to Pinocchio to sleep.

Jingfeng Ship —

"Senior brother, you escaped? Are you all done? Okay, I'm going straight to the competition. Wait for me at the summit."

Qiong smiled and hung up the phone.

"Liberated! I'm going to fight ten right now. Luckily, I have guest privileges, so I don't have to go through the knockout rounds. Let me see, the closest match... Wait, what the heck is Potio?"

"Martial arts ceremony... He's got a gun... Is he kidding me? At this speed... to react to bullets... Luan Yun should be able to do that."

Luca opened the door to the lounge. "Demon King, I've accumulated enough points. But my opponent..."

Qiong silently typed Luca's name into the official website. "Is there a problem? Is he very strong? Or is his newly grown right hand not working well?"

"No...the opponent is Miss Topa."

At the same time, Qiong also saw Luca's defender, who was indeed Toppa. "The Stonehearts... it might be a little tricky if they use their cornerstones, but... it's unlikely she would use her cornerstones for you."

"Are you worried about social niceties? Afraid that if you beat her up, she'll go back and dock your rice payments?"

"Yes and no," Luca said, his tone tinged with confusion and fear.

"That newly grown right hand... is stronger than my previous prosthetic limb... In the previous points match, my opponent was a guy with a shield."

"My right hand... shattered his shield and tore his helmet off like paper along the seams..."

"This unknown power... fills me with fear and confusion... I feel like I've become a... monster."

Qiong smiled knowingly. "Hmm? Isn't that good? Monster? If you define yourself as a monster just because of this, then what am I? A troublemaker? A bastard?"

"Well, maybe it's a little bit. But that doesn't stop me from reasoning with you. As the saying goes, having a sword and not using it is different from not having a sword at all. At least by doing this... you can save some money on engine oil."

"I don't have time to talk to you anymore, I have to go on stage. Don't feel guilty, isn't your robotic arm more like cheating than this? Shining Star—"

Looking at the closed door and the white marks on the ground, Luca felt increasingly lost. "The cost of engine oil? But this strength came too easily..." Luca's main confusion stemmed from the fact that he hadn't seen much improvement despite training for so long before. This time, however, just experiencing the pain of losing his arm again had resulted in such a significant improvement, leaving him bewildered by the meaning of hard work.

The arena —

"Potio, what are you doing patrolling the fairy ship? Shouldn't you be making a ruckus at the company?"

"Hiss, you're that legendary jungler N-18? Your name..."

"Huh? What legendary jungler? Damn! My sister must have changed that 'Pathfinder's Honor' name!"

"I knew the name sounded familiar. It seems you two siblings are still as close as ever."

"This gray-haired player from the blue team is someone we all know well. He is our Luca's coach, but he is also a player himself."

"But there are rumors that... his master is a general from the Immortal Ship, and that he is a fellow disciple of Yan Qingxiaowei, the champion of this ceremony. Hmm... the relationships between the local gangs in the Immortal Ship don't seem to be very harmonious."