Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

Chapter 270: I won't leave, let the mountain go away

"You're finally here, apprentice." Ximi breathed a sigh of relief. Having Fang Qingyun by her side gave her a great sense of security. It seemed that as long as Fang Qingyun was by her side, there was nothing she couldn't do.

"Now is not the time to be in a daze." Ju Er seemed to be much more relaxed. She even had time to joke: "Use your invincible holy sword to think of a solution."

Fang Qingyun held the holy sword high in his hand, and light shone from the holy sword, making this holy sword, which already looked very evil and was flowing with blood, look like a huge light bulb, emitting a blood-red light.

The surrounding C-04 monsters screamed in the bloody light. The sound like the vibration of bones and flesh was simply unbearable. Ximi and Juer covered their ears unconsciously, and the plant people who came to support were even worse. Under such sharp sound waves, some of them couldn't even hold on to the weapons in their hands. They could only open their mouths and close their eyes, relying on their hands to cover their ears to resist.

"What did you do..." Ximi's expression looked as uncomfortable as someone who stretched his legs in the middle of the night and got a cramp. At this moment, she felt like her eardrums were about to explode. The vibration forced her to open her mouth wide to balance the air pressure on both sides.

Fang Qingyun put down the holy sword, pierced the screaming monster in front of him with one sword, kicked the monster away, and watched it crash into the stone pillar on the side and turned into a pool of rotten meat. This action seemed to turn on a switch. The monsters stopped screaming, and their originally energetic bodies became listless, and even their ribs drooped down: "Their bodies have been strengthened by the Purity"

Fang Qingyun looked at the blood-red storm that served as the background in front of him. With his superhuman vision, he could see some human souls mixed in it. These souls had no fixed shapes. They looked like a person was crushed into pieces and a piece of debris was thrown out at random. These fragments had no self-awareness and they moved around like biological instincts. Fang Qingyun saw an arm trying to struggle in the storm with its five fingers, but it could not resist the extremely fast flow of the storm and was blown away at a high speed like a small tree in a typhoon.

As the C-04 monsters approached the vehicle, the stronger ones among them would unconsciously draw power from the fragments, thereby emitting a faint red light in Fang Qingyun's field of vision. The fragments were so dense that any monster that could withstand this power would come into contact with some fragments to a greater or lesser extent during the approach, and thus attack Ximi, Ju'er and the others as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Seeing that these monsters had even their bones drooping, Ju'er knew that they were in a fragile state and endured the feeling of imbalance and propped herself up with one hand, but she still staggered to the side. Fang Qingyun hurriedly helped her, but Ju'er seemed to have lost the ability to distinguish directions. Her whole body pressed against Fang Qingyun, and she couldn't control herself and fell to the ground. Fang Qingyun had to hook her arm with his and pull her up.

After Ju'er got up, the first thing he did was to throw a small dragon fireball at the monsters that were still in a sluggish state. The original dragon fireball only left a small burnt mark on these monsters, but now it was like pouring a layer of fierce oil. The whole monster burned with crackling sounds, and its body quickly twisted and melted, finally turning into a pool of charred matter that was still steaming.

At that time, Fang Qingyun thought of himself. He lost his first life in the world of the zombie army in the same way. He could only say that it was a good thing that the Book of Destiny pulled him out quickly, otherwise, facing the pain of burning all over his body to death, he felt that he might go crazy.

"So they have no fighting power anymore?" Ximi stood up with the help of Fang Qingyun, but still wanted to walk around in circles.

Fang Qingyun shook off the blood flowing naturally on the holy sword, thought for a moment, changed the holy sword into the state of an engineer shovel, and slapped it on the palm of his hand: "I put a layer of protective barrier on the whole car, which can automatically disperse the energy that those monsters squeezed from innocent souls. As for those bastards..."

Fang Qingyun shrugged. Ximi looked at those stray flying creatures swooping down and saw that they seemed to have hit some invisible radiation zone. They lost power in an instant, plunged into the track of the Ark, and turned into a ball of paste.

Soon, with the help of the skeleton soldiers summoned by Ximi who were not affected, the listless monsters were killed one by one and then kicked off the train. Those vegetative people with hearing loss who wanted to get on were arranged to rest in the empty carriages below. Ximi and Ju'er recovered from the vibration and were now resting in the main control room where Naike was with Fang Qingyun.

"What should we do next?" Ximi rubbed her ears. She still felt a little unstable, as if she was not sitting on a stable ark but on a shaking boat.

"Let's take a look at Naike's intelligence first." Fang Qingyun was also at a loss for a moment. Pu Cui would not start destroying the world so early. As long as he got the recipe for the Universal Milk Tea, he could have directly traveled through time and space to reach the colony through the Universal Milk Tea. He saved a lot of time in advance and even prepared the ice cream cone that was used to delay the time. However, Pu Cui still launched the magic of destroying the world after getting the milk tea recipe in Jiayansha City...

Why did it suddenly come earlier? Fang Qingyun covered his head, puzzled.

Naike took the information he had obtained in the form of a projection file and showed it to everyone: "The current information is that Purui has begun to implement his plan to destroy the world. According to the surveillance cameras that can still be used, a large number of C-04 monsters and battery man believers have gathered in the capital, ready to show up for Purui's plan at any time, and the souls of those who died before are also being attracted by Purui. The blood-red storm outside is the embodiment of Purui's power."

Ju'er watched worriedly as large numbers of Pucui followers entered the capital. She was always very serious about major issues, but now her eyebrows were twisted into a "川" shape: "What should we do? Going head-on with Pucui at this time is tantamount to courting death..."

Zhiwei clapped his hands, and blood was still dripping from the gaps in his armor, but it was quickly cleaned up by the sweeping robot sent by Naike. His words were very simple and rough: "It seems that those people cannot be saved. All we can do now is to leave this world as soon as possible. In this regard, we can only hope for the recipes brought back by the apprentice."

Fang Qingyun sighed. He originally thought that Purui would not be so stupid as to destroy the world prematurely, but he never expected that it would start its destruction plan at such an accurate time. This made Fang Qingyun doubt whether this was a mechanism.

Khamur seemed to have heard something from the sigh: "It seems that the formula is not very effective?"

This sentence made everyone's heart rise. Fang Qingyun shook his head: "The formula is correct, and it can indeed travel through time and space. After the milk tea is made, there is even a thing similar to the milk tea elf that can help you realize your wish of traveling through time and space."

"What's going on?" The big vine played the role of asking the question. Because of the second injury, it now had scars on both of its eyes, making it look even more difficult to approach.

"Universe Milk Tea can indeed travel through time and space, but one of the taboos of its use is that it cannot be used with Pucui. It's just that this condition is rather... vague." Fang Qingyun picked a more appropriate word: "I'm not sure whether it is not allowed after Pucui has been here, or after Pucui has started the world-destroying ritual. I calculated the time, but Pucui just happened to be stuck at that point... Fate really has a bad taste."

"That's going to be difficult..." Ximi still looked carefree. She clapped her hands and said, "Let's just run to the Star Gate and save ourselves from all the trouble."

Fang Qingyun realized that Ximi was actually deliberately proposing an impossible condition to create a step for him to step down and make himself the focus at the same time.

He shook his head, but decided to shoulder the responsibility himself. "To get to the Star Gate, we have to pass the capital. Now we have two choices. The first choice is to follow the original plot. We go to the capital to make milk tea with Pucci, and then we have a fight. Ximi and Ju'er will have their souls extracted for a short time, and then I will be thrown into the cracks of time and space for about a year. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be a perfect ending."

To everyone's surprise, the first person to object was Zhang Bo. Zhang Bo shook his head and rejected the idea forcefully: "That won't do. Pu Cui's behavior is no longer in line with the original plot. Even if you, an apprentice, can accept a year of confinement, Ximi and Ju'er may not be able to escape from Pu Cui's enhanced power."

"Actually, I don't agree with this idea either," Fang Qingyun shrugged. "The reason is the same as what Zhang Bo said. In the original plot, Ximi and Ju'er were drained of their souls and their bodies were black and white, and covered with cracks. They couldn't provide support in such an emergency. They must be in a state of exhaustion. If the rescue is not timely, it is equivalent to sending Ximi and Ju'er into the tiger's mouth with their own hands."

"Maybe we can change our thinking." Khamur stared at the recipe of milk tea and fell into deep thought.

"I also have a bold idea." Fang Qingyun felt that Khamur's thinking was similar to his, so he put forward his own idea: "We seem to be trapped in a fixed mindset. If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to it. Since we can't break away from Pucui, let Pucui break away from us. As for what the key item for breaking away is..."

Naike quickly realized Fang Qingyun's idea and asked directly: "Do you need me to install a high-pressure water gun on the Ark now?"

Fang Qingyun shrugged: "I guess I'll have to use a high-pressure water cannon."

“Juer, Ximi, come in with me. Let’s prepare the pots for making milk tea.” Uncle Zhang called Juer and Ximi in and started to make the pots for making milk tea.

"We are planning the route of the Ark to increase its flexibility as much as possible..." After calculating the data flow of Naike, he gave up the idea: "We are modifying the Ark to give it the ability to float."

"Who says you have to drink the milk tea you use for teleportation?" Fang Qingyun went on patrol with the holy sword in hand: "It's also useful to pour boiling milk on people's faces, isn't it?"

Chapter 271: Final Preparations

Fang Qingyun felt like the idle Monkey King. He put the holy sword on his shoulder and patrolled back and forth in the carriage as if he was carrying a stick.

The holy sword was very sharp, but Fang Qingyun had no intention of using his shoulder to test the sharpness of the holy sword. He placed the holy sword on its side. In order to avoid any bleeding accidents caused by sudden stops, he simply turned the holy sword into a mace to prevent himself from chopping off his own head due to a sudden stop.

"Attention all passengers," Naike's voice announcement came from the loudspeaker in the carriage, and Naike's yellow figure was projected from a certain device to explain to all the vegetative patients: "The Ark is about to stop for maintenance. All passengers please return to your seats and wait until the Ark stops before moving. Passengers who want to get off the train to rest can breathe fresh air freely during this time."

Fang Qingyun grabbed the railing beside him indifferently, and watched the other busy vegetative patients find their respective seats and sit down. Fortunately, the vegetative patients and the machines were not arranged in the same carriage, otherwise the emergency stop might cause fatal displacement of the machine. It would be easy for a machine weighing dozens of tons to take the lives of several vegetative patients.

Soon, the Ark slowly stopped with a slow and steady deceleration. The vegetative people stood up and got off from the door one after another. When Fang Qingyun let go of the railing, a palm print appeared on the railing. He tried to pinch the print back, but was embarrassed to find that he had pinched both sides of the railing and the handprint in the middle did not bounce back.

After many unsuccessful attempts, Fang Qingyun had no choice but to put the matter aside and go to the Ark's main control room to find Naike first.

"Your Excellency, Governor, in short, the Ark has docked at the Jiayansha City Supply Station, and not far ahead is the passage leading directly to the capital. At this supply station, the Ark will undergo a comprehensive upgrade, and your cooperation is not needed in the short term." Naike kicked Fang Qingyun out of the Ark and asked him to find Juer and Ximi.

There are many places in the Ark that need major repairs now. It will soon face Purui. The Ark's defense must be able to withstand at least one attack from Purui. Otherwise, once the Ark disintegrates, all creatures on the Ark will suffer. We cannot always count on Fang Qingyun to block Purui's attack at the last second. It is extremely terrifying to have no room for error.

On the other hand, the Ark can only move on the rails. If you want to change the route, you have to choose a volunteer to go down and dial the switch. There are not many forks on the rails to avoid the attacks of the Purui. What if the Purui blocks all the roads when facing the Purui? Will you crash into the barrier and die?

Therefore, in addition to the necessary protection and the water cannon used to launch milk tea at Pu Cui, the Ark also needs to remove the restrictions added by the Ark's own designers to allow it to gain the ability to fly. Only with such high maneuverability can it escape from Pu Cui's blockade. If Pu Cui is really determined to create a huge spherical barrier to cover the entire Ark, then it will be Fang Qingyun's turn to take action.

While the Ark was renovating itself and transporting the necessary materials to the car, Fang Qingyun was sent out by Naike using a robotic arm. He looked at everything in front of him and fell into a brief contemplation.

The plant people lined up in an orderly manner. The long line stretched for a long distance on the platform. At the front of the line was Ximi, Juer and a few others. In front of them was a large pot that could give three-meter-high durians a bath. The pot was supported by a simple frame and was not directly touching the ground.

The cauldron was filled with all kinds of ingredients. Ximi was stirring frantically with a shovel that was taller than her. "Ju'er, the fire isn't strong enough. We need to add more fire!"

Ju'er, standing under the pot, puffed out her cheeks and blew air. Green dragon fire came out of her mouth, making her face look green. She looked like a green-faced, fang-toothed devil from the underworld: "I know, I know. Don't rush me. I'll add more fire."

Zhiwei next to him was holding a large basin. The basin was as big as the old plastic footbath in their home. Even Zhiwei had difficulty holding it. It was filled with all kinds of spices. Even from such a distance, the smell of the spices made Fang Qingyun want to sneeze. Fortunately, Zhiwei was a skeleton and would not cough from inhaling these irritating powders, otherwise this pot of delicious food would be ruined.

Zhiwei poured the pot of spices into the pot, and the spices were quickly integrated into the ingredients under Ximi's vigorous stir-frying, giving the stew a unique charm. The aroma exuded made the plants in the queue exclaim, which also made Ximi proud: "Next, add a spoonful of Ximi's secret sauce and turn on high heat."

"I know, I know." Ju'er looked helpless with Ximi, but her face was full of smiles. It was really nice to be busy together.

The person in charge of adding the sauce was Zhiwei's girlfriend, Yating. Yating's height and weight were indeed a little small compared to the big spoon. She struggled to clamp the end of the spoon under her armpit, and relying on the strength of her upper body half-lying on her back, she used her arm as a fulcrum and struggled to lift the spoon horizontally and pour it into the pot. The sticky sauce stuck to the spoon, and Yating, who was lighter, almost fell into it.

The trembling appearance made Fang Qingyun want to help even though he knew that this was Zhiwei's girlfriend. But soon, Zhiwei did it before Fang Qingyun. He took the spoon from Yating's hand, twisted the spoon like wielding his battle axe, slapped it on the pot twice, and threw the sauce into the pot. The effortless appearance of lifting heavy objects did not show at all the effort he had just put in when moving the spices.

Seeing his girlfriend's admiring expression, Zhiwei proudly raised his head and chest and hid behind his back his forearms, which were shaking so much that they were about to collide violently with the armor after he had exerted too much force.

You have to pretend to be cool even if it means crying.

After Khamur climbed up the ladder to the edge of the pot and sprinkled the last seasoning, the delicious dish was ready. Juer turned off the fire, but Ximi continued to stir-fry. There was no plate to hold so many dishes, and there was still residual heat under the pot. If the dishes were not stirred to make them heated evenly, the dishes at the bottom might have a slightly burnt smell, which was an intolerable mistake for Ximi.

"Line up, come one by one." Ximi clapped the shovel and spoon as if he was waving two spears, making a loud noise. It sounded like the sound of a mother calling people to come for dinner. At Ximi's call, the plants lined up and went to receive the dishes one by one.

"Eat a little, this stuff will increase your ability to survive." Ximi was as enthusiastic as a cafeteria auntie who was used to seeing hard-working children. She gave each plant a different amount of food, but made sure that with so many plants, every one of them could eat the stew, thus obtaining the special effect of the dish.

Although the combat effectiveness of these plants is not bad, without the enhancement of food, they are like sailors in naval battles in the age of firearms. It is not appropriate to say that they have no combat effectiveness. At least they can kill a few pirates by boarding with a knife. But if you say they have combat effectiveness, in an ocean battlefield with flying shells, the role played by an idle sailor may not be as good as an extra cannon.

Previously, in order to prevent the enemy from boarding the ship, Naike urgently heated up the food left by Ximi and armed a group of plants to protect the Ark. Now that they have found a safe place, they naturally have to give everyone enhanced status before leaving. There will be no chance to take it slow on the battlefield.

"It looks like this pot is quite useful." Fang Qingyun walked to Ximi's side, took her spoon naturally, and helped other plants to cook: "Uncle Zhang's cooking skills are really good"

"Although it was mainly Uncle Tiechui who did the hard work." Ximi's hands were moving quickly, and he was still chatting with Fang Qingyun: "But Uncle Tiechui is also an individual split from Uncle Zhang, and their skills are equally good."

"I like to hear that." Zhang Bo's voice made Fang Qingyun turn around. Fang Qingyun, who seldom ate after losing the help of his eyes, almost threw the food back into the pot.

Zhang Bo is now working with a few people to roll out the pot that has just been built and fix it to the Ark. The pot is as big as a carriage, just a little shorter and fatter. Such a large thing can be stuffed into the carriage, but the passages on both sides have become extremely narrow. In addition, the existing carriage space is full. If you force it in, it is estimated that several vegetative people will have to sit in the pot.

Naike's solution was to add a few more carriages behind the Ark and fix the pot on the newly added carriages, but the way of fixing it reminded Fang Qingyun of the scene in the car accident record he had seen in his previous life where a truck was pulling steel coils.

He couldn't help but say, "If we need to brake or take off urgently, these pots might be like bowling balls, rolling all the way from the back of the car to the front. Besides, Ximi and Ju'er also need plants to help them cook, so how to ensure the safety of those plants is also a problem."

"Don't worry about this problem, the pot is magnetic." Naike's projection suddenly appeared next to Fang Qingyun through the device on the platform: "I adjusted the production and produced dozens of pairs of magnetic boots. I also gave safety harnesses to the plants that need to help. The plants that have been strengthened by cooking can usually move between carriages with magnetic boots."

Naike's palm played a video simulating the activation of the harness: "The simulated gravity can ensure that the pot and the dishes inside will not be thrown out when the Ark makes intense maneuvers. During emergency takeoff, the safety harness will automatically tighten and fix the plants on a relatively flat surface to prevent them from getting hurt."

"Very good, then I only have one question to ask now." Fang Qingyun just thought of a simpler solution: "Why don't we just make a truck of Universal Milk Tea and spray it directly on Pu Cui's face when he meets Him?"

"Universe Milk Tea spoils very easily," Ximi replied. She put the last dish into the vegetable's bowl with a smile and watched the vegetable eat heartily. "Universe Milk Tea can only be produced by mixing fresh dishes. Mixing dishes after a long time will only produce dark dishes that can corrode the ground. And if Universe Milk Tea is left for a long time, it will become another kind of...active substance. You don't want to be slapped in the face by Universe Milk Tea when you are fighting wits and courage with Purui, do you?"

"I'm fine." Fang Qingyun stretched his shoulders and said, "Everyone, take another hour's rest, and then we'll set out to send Pu Cui away..."

Ju'er stretched and leaned her head on Fang Qingyun's shoulder without any hesitation. She fell into a deep sleep before she finished her words: "Let me lean on you for a while..."

Chapter 272: Terrible Speech

"What time is it?" When Ju'er was gently woken up, what came into her sight was Fang Qingyun's face. She wiped the corners of her eyes according to her habit in her life, trying to regain consciousness through this action. The undead who have not rested for too long seem to have such a compensation mechanism. This is why many undead can survive for so long alone. If all else fails, they can just open and close their eyes.

"It's almost time." Ju'er yawned and lifted her chin from Fang Qingyun's shoulder. Fang Qingyun was taller than her. Even when the two of them sat together, Ju'er had to lift her chin if she wanted to lean on Fang Qingyun's shoulder. An hour of deep sleep inevitably caused her sleeping position to shift.

When she moved her face away, a saliva mark was left on Fang Qingyun's strong shoulder. The shape looked like half a lip, but because the saliva was still flowing down, the mark was a little blurred.

Juer's face turned red instantly. She looked around calmly, and after making sure that no one was paying attention to her, she wiped off the saliva with her sleeve while scratching her face with a slightly larger amplitude.

"What's wrong with you? You seem to be in a bad condition now." After Ju'er had dealt with her own affairs, she finally had time to look at Fang Qingyun. At this moment, Fang Qingyun looked haggard, and sparks came out of his mouth from time to time. It looked like he had chewed a grenade and the grenade exploded in his mouth: "Let me see."

"It's okay, my head is just buzzing." Fang Qingyun held Ju'er's hand that was trying to open his mouth, and spit out all the sparks in his mouth with two "Puh" sounds: "It's not a big deal, let's go, let's go get that guy."

Because Ju'er slept with her back leaning on his shoulder, Fang Qingyun couldn't move his shoulder easily. Although he didn't have to worry about numbness in his shoulder due to his excellent physique, he wanted to sneeze because he inhaled some spice. Seeing the weak expression on Ju'er's face, he decided not to disturb Ju'er's sleep for this hour as much as possible.

Fang Qingyun's sneezes usually have a bit of explosive sound, usually three sounds, "A-poo" and "Puff". When he was still an ordinary person before, his sneezes made quite a noise. This time, Ju'er was beside him. If he sneezed with his current superhuman physique, he might knock Ju'er unconscious. So he swallowed the sneeze as much as possible, closed his mouth the moment he opened his mouth due to the physiological reaction of sneezing, and then became like this now.

The sound was gone, but after the attack I felt my eardrums and brain buzzing, and my tongue was numb. It was as if a bomb exploded in my mouth and tears came out. Except for not being injured, all other negative conditions were present, but they went away quickly. I shook my head before getting on the bus, and the aftereffects of holding back a sneeze all disappeared.

As all the vegetative people boarded the Ark, Fang Qingyun walked around the area for safety reasons. After making sure that no one was left behind, he walked into the Ark and said, "Let's go."

Naike did not reply, but started the Ark. The door of the Ark closed behind Fang Qingyun. He took a last look at the place and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Homesickness? Not really. He actually had no feelings for this land. This time traveling was like going on a long journey. He saw many new things. Perhaps the rule of the Supreme Alliance was not close to the people, but it was undeniable that the civilization of this world was brilliant. Now this brilliant world was about to face the threat of extinction under the attack of the Pure Ones. This inevitably made Fang Qingyun feel a little regretful.

"Your Excellency, Archon, we are about to start." Fang Qingyun followed the guidance of Naike's projection and came to the main control room. All the important people gathered here. In addition to Ximi, Juer, Zhang Bo, and the skeleton trio, the plant trio including Professor Mushroom were also there. Wangcai, the forest dragon who was big enough to be used as a sofa, was also scratching himself with his feet.

In addition to these good companions, the elders and leaders of various plants also gathered in the main control room. Fang Qingyun had no impression of them, but he could tell from the various parts of their bodies how many years they had experienced. These were undoubtedly elders, and most likely old monsters who had lived for more than a hundred years.

"Your Excellency, Governor, before the start, everyone hopes that you will give a speech to boost morale." After hearing Naike's idea, Fang Qingyun subconsciously refused. He was not good at giving such encouraging speeches. Facing a large crowd, he could only argue with others in a argumentative manner. It was his first time to give a speech in public, and an impromptu speech at that.

He wanted to refuse, but when he saw everyone's hopeful eyes on him, and turned around to see Zhang Bo, who was as close to him as his own elder, nodding affirmatively to him, Fang Qingyun hesitated. During the time he was hesitating, Ximi had already stuffed the microphone into his hand and made a face at him.

Fang Qingyun looked down at the microphone. He could still refuse now. As long as he threw the microphone away, he could continue to patrol with the holy sword on the pretext of protecting the Ark, thus refusing the microphone that was handed to him. But he finally put the microphone to his lips.

Fang Qingyun hesitated for a moment and blew into the microphone. There was a loudspeaker in the control room, so he didn't know if the sound check would work. He held the microphone, which was like a hot potato, to his lips and coughed twice like the hosts he had seen before: "Sound check, sound check, one, two, three."

"Okay, okay, let's start." Ximi opened the door of the main control room to let the cheers of the vegetative patients outside in. Just hearing his voice made these vegetative patients so enthusiastic, so what if he said a few words? Fang Qingyun tried to convince himself with rational interests. He tightened the microphone in his hand, took a deep breath, and felt like a captain who knew that the submarine was leaking, and gave his final speech in front of the hanging microphone.

...Then push yourself.

Fang Qingyun, who had nothing in mind, coughed, and all the vegetative patients instantly quieted down. Some of the noisy ones were quickly reminded by the vegetative patients next to them. After a brief silence, Fang Qingyun said the opening remarks that would make him want to die countless times in the future: "Well, let me just say a few words."

As soon as he said this, Fang Qingyun saw Ximi covering her mouth to hold back her laughter. This was in line with Ximi's character. Faced with such a disruptive behavior, Fang Qingyun relaxed instead: "To all the listeners who are listening to my speech, everyone... um, I don't know when is a good time. Anyway, on this perhaps not so festive day, I wish all humans great wealth and all plants more sunshine."

Such an opening remark caused other people in the control room to laugh softly. Zhang Bo did not laugh but covered his mouth. No one knew what he was thinking.

"Just as everyone thought, we are about to go out and fight the mastermind behind this, Pu Cui." Fang Qingyun first confessed the information to everyone. No matter what they thought, this was the case. Fang Qingyun felt like he was talking nonsense while drunk and didn't know what he was saying.

"Puri is a wicked bastard who enjoys feeding on the pain of others. Our confrontation with him is like walking on a tightrope. We may pay the price of our lives at any time for disobeying him."

Fang Qingyun looked out the window. The shattered soul flying outside had not yet dissipated. It was like a bloody storm washing the car windows, carrying all kinds of wailing and unclean blood. He tried to bring himself into the emotions.

“His power can easily destroy any one of us and can cause eternal torture to the victim’s soul. He can easily stir up tsunamis and strong winds, and can even use earthquakes to bury you all…If you are interested, you can open the door while driving and sign up with Pu Cui in person.” Fang Qingyun shook off a rotten joke, and the scene became even more awkward.

"Faced with an enemy that is comparable to a natural disaster, why should we resist?" Fang Qingyun forcibly skipped the embarrassment of the previous sentence and used a question to discourage everyone's enthusiasm. This is the principle of first suppressing and then promoting. However, he was also afraid that he would go too far and suppress too much. Instead of boosting morale, everyone would lose their fighting spirit, so he mentioned it.

"Because we want to tell that bastard who talks to himself that we are not easy to mess with. We want to tell Him that your tricks may work on others, but not on us, because we are united and unstoppable. Even if He is a mountain, we can flatten Him when we unite! He is just a commoner, don't give Him face!"

As soon as these words came out, many plants laughed. The laughter that contained courage and heroism dispelled the fear in their hearts and brought everyone closely together.

"There are several old sayings in human history, and I think they can all be applied here. In times of crisis, there is only responsibility. We are the last strength of this world. In the face of foreign enemies, we will become an unbreakable alliance." Perhaps because it has been promoted too much, the first slogan that popped into Fang Qingyun's mind was this: "Britain still hopes that everyone will perform their duties. We, the creatures of the old times, must gather together to compete with the so-called universalists."

Fang Qingyun spoke word by word: "Either He dies, or we survive. As long as we unite together, there is only this possibility."

Feeling that his speech was terrible, Fang Qingyun added to liven up the atmosphere: "Which universe is Pucui a beggar dog who came here to act wild..."

Happy chuckles spread throughout the car. After Fang Qingyun put down the microphone, he could hear the discussion among the vegetative people. He turned off the power of the microphone. He was mentally exhausted, but his heart was beating nervously: "How is it? Is it rubbish?"

"According to the internal data of the system, the level of the speech is lower than 93.1% of the speech delivered by the Supreme United President." Naike compared meticulously. Fang Qingyun shrugged indifferently. He knew this was the result, but along with the humming of the vegetative people outside cheering each other up, Naike's last sentence also reached his ears: "But the propaganda effect exceeds 100% of the President's speech."

Perhaps to make Fang Qingyun feel better, Ximi interrupted Ju'er's puzzled expression and said, "I told you to keep an eye on that yellow robot. Now it's okay, she ran away."

"I'm just stating the facts," Naike said expressionlessly, "but the governor's speech skills really need to be improved urgently."