Collapse, survive

Even so, Fang Jie carefully interrupted the long-range remote sensing and stopped sending any more data.

Of course, this long-range remote sensing is different from the communication eyepiece invented by geniuses, and the cross-world communication network that companies build today; it is much closer to...

'dream'.

It's hard to describe the method, but it can be described as transcending biological races and multiple dimensions, delving into the spiritual fluctuations of the Star Spirits, and using the primordial spirit as a guide to synchronize one consciousness with another, thereby transforming it into neural signals to re-stimulate the body.

It differs from projection; it's more like mapping.

Fang Jie witnessed everyone packing up Ting Yun's belongings, including the gifts that couldn't be given away, shaping their information into a world bubble, and then launching it out.

Similar to Yi Pao, he could traverse worlds, but he couldn't pinpoint Ting Yun's current location like he could locate the Starry Sky Train with a ticket; her consciousness, on the verge of destruction, couldn't withstand it either...

Therefore, this is how the residual [Destruction] within her body was used to seize the Illusory Flame, drag it into the deep sea, and thus eliminate the residual harm of Destruction.

In other words, the solution influences the subject through ripples on the path of fate, thus transcending the world and reflecting consciousness, like a shared synesthetic dream.

Fang Jie was also cautiously exploring the subtleties involved, and all he was doing at the moment was to let Ting Yun 'see' everything that was happening, stimulating her to seize that glimmer of hope.

This will be a slow process, especially with the aid of [nothingness].

The Chaos Physician is like this; it doesn't matter if he faces nothingness head-on.

"Shang Ziwei is just ahead."

March 7th didn't remain gloomy for long; he found the person the group was looking for—one of the people to whom Tingyun's gift, which she hadn't yet given, should be delivered.

"Hey, you guys... are you bored and have time to wander around the immortal ship?"

Qingque is here too. She wasn't doing any voluntary work, or rather, she had already completed her daily quota.

"You're eating at Shangziwei too?"

Xing lowered his head, causing Qingque to involuntarily take a step back.

"Please don't rush over and hug me, there are so many people here."

Qingque was also afraid of them, and made a gesture as if she was about to run away at any time: "I really came here to eat. This is a restaurant in Jinren Lane of Changletian where gourmets gather. You found it too. Did someone recommend it?"

Following their gaze, Qingque saw...

it's me.

Fang Jie's eyes were wicked, making Qing Que's scalp tingle with his gaze.

(._.)

(oへo╬)

Their gazes do not meet, because their height creates a parallel line.

In short, Fang Jie was already very familiar with Jinren Lane.

Xing looked around and, with Fang Jie leading the way, shared her impression of Jinren Alley—a commercial street that had become much less crowded due to the disaster caused by the star core.

"Foreign visitors who are new to the area usually stroll along Xuanye Street in Xingchahai. It's famous and lively, but if you want to find the best places to eat and have fun, you have to go to Jinren Lane."

Qingque ignored the guy and gave him a look that said, "You guys have such good taste." She continued, "When I'm tired from playing cards or fishing, I usually go to that snack shop over there for a bowl of Chen Po Tofu. Sometimes I also watch some local shows or street performances."

March 7th had completely understood, and said: "No, we're here to help Miss Tingyun deliver something and find the owner of Shang Ziwei."

Qingque's smile turned somewhat awkward: "Oh, I see. Then I won't bother you any longer. I'll be going now."

Stopping clouds and stuff...

She's not stupid.

But you guys actually helped with this kind of thing... Okay, okay, I won't bother you anymore, I'll be going now.

"You can't go."

Fang Jie whispered to the devil and scooped her up.

That was really impolite; I gave her a ride that made her very, very tall.

"Hey hey hey,"

Qingque was exasperated with this guy who never learned his lesson: "Hey, you! Put me down, put me down... I'm going to scream, I'm going to call the Cloud Cavalry."

"I'll treat you to something delicious."

Fang Jie made a sound of bribery.

Qingque roared in fury, "Who do you think I am? One meal isn't enough!"

Yan Cui, who was appreciating the flavors, ignored this. These people were obviously friends. She greeted them, "Hello, esteemed guests! Welcome to our restaurant. What dishes would you like to eat?"

Xing and March 7th led the conversation, Fang Jie was secretly causing trouble all the way, and Uncle Yang was training them and letting them take the lead.

"We've come to deliver this gift on behalf of Miss Tingyun."

As March 7th was speaking, Xing cooperatively took out a gift.

A kitchen knife.

Yan Cui was taken aback, then realized, "This was given to me by Miss Tingyun...?"

She looked at the group of people, including Fang Jie and Qing Que, who were chatting and negotiating while the atmosphere wasn't too heavy. She put the latter on her shoulder, where she sat perfectly, with a view overlooking Jinren Lane.

Qingque doesn't dislike this perspective at all, it's just that everyone's gaze towards her... makes her feel rather shy.

In short, Yan Cui saw in this group of people the same Ting Yun who had been there not long ago... It wasn't a good thing, but it wasn't the worst either.

"Haha, I really appreciate her thoughtfulness. Such a delicate person like her actually gave me a kitchen knife. When she was eating at my place, she heard me talk about the belief that 'you can't defeat yourself by eating the ingredients you eat.' Then she asked me to tell her about my experiences cooking and hunting in other worlds."

Yan Cui breathed a sigh of relief. It was hard to describe the atmosphere of this group giving gifts; it seemed heavy, but also... quite nice.

She recalled everything about Tingyun: "Miss Tingyun listened with great interest, pestering me to cook one dish after another, saying that after listening to me, she would give me a gift, saying, 'A fine sword for a hero, a good knife for a master chef.'"

brush!

Yan Cui pulled out the kitchen knife; its beauty was beyond description, leaving her deeply moved.

"Look, she probably found some rare and precious materials from other worlds and forged this knife. Look how sharp the blade is, it could probably cleave the shell of a Tarasa Steelback Turtle in one go."

“Miss Tingyun, you’re too kind. Which merchant in Jinren Alley, big or small, hasn’t benefited from the Minghuo Merchant Guild? The sea market she organizes has attracted merchants from outside the region for us small merchants. If we’re talking about giving gifts, it should be us giving them to her.”

"By the way, I heard that the commercial port has reopened. Miss Tingyun must be very busy again, right?"

She looked at the group of people and asked, seemingly casually.

"Yes."

Xing and March 7 both understood that they couldn't reveal too much about what had happened to Tingyun, and they also knew how to tell those who cared about her.

"Miss Tingyun is unable to attend, so we are the ones who delivered this gift."

"You've worked so hard. How about I show off my skills and cook a dish for you all to try? Consider it a return gift."

Yan Cui turned and went into the kitchen, so no one could see her expression.

Qingque stopped struggling, sat on Fang Jie's shoulder and resigned herself to her bad luck, kicking him with her heel.

His attitude was exactly like that of a wicked boss who thought he had her cornered and was about to assign her tasks.

hateful!

"I guess I've run into you. Let's get straight to the point and tell me what you want me to do."

The bluebird only wanted a quick death and didn't want to waste time.

"There's no need to be so pessimistic. These are just some minor matters, not difficult for you. Even with the Chief Minister being so busy right now, you still managed to finish all the work without much trouble."

Fang Jiecai wouldn't be swayed by her appearance; he was very direct.

"Look at this."

Through the jade bracelet, Qingque received... a huge amount of unexplained wealth!

"Hiss~, what's this?"

The bluebird was startled.

"Money laundering."

Fang Jie was quite frank.

"You can do whatever you want with the Immortal Boat Patrol, whether you confiscate it or use it to compensate the disaster victims, it's up to you. But please clean up the company's credit points for me and get rid of any future troubles."

You really think highly of me!

Qingque was dumbfounded. "I'm just a lowly diviner, and you..."

"It's up to you, Qingque."

Fang Jie put Qing Que down, and Yan Cui had already brought everyone a bowl of steaming hot food.

Xing and March 7, who had no idea how much 'pocket money' Fang Jie had earned, didn't pay attention to their conversation, since he had already said he would return and confiscate the train's communal treasury.

Yan Cui showed no sadness as she greeted the group and spoke of Tingyun: "Speaking of which, Miss Tingyun was initially attracted to our shop because of this spicy and savory beef offal dish. Hehe, it's so fresh, fragrant, and spicy that just the smell is enough to make your mouth water. Even a delicate girl like her couldn't resist the temptation."

It really smells delicious, and she will definitely come back to taste it again.

Fang Jie firmly believed that day would come, and that he would ask Qing Que to help him make money.

"I……"

Qingque wanted to say that she couldn't do it, but Fang Jie's attitude...

Wow, where did I reveal my talent that you saw? Tell me, isn't it good that I can fix it?

This isn't going to work or working overtime; this is being conscripted!

Outrageous!

"Is this how you ask for a favor? Aren't you afraid I'll set you up and hire someone to kill you?"

"Not afraid."

Whether it's North Korea throwing away chalk, diamonds, chips, a vajra, a bloated object, a chainsaw, a cloud-piercing object, a chili pepper, a star anise, a water dragon, a bird, a deity, a bomb, a hat, mahjong tiles, tarot cards, a phoenix, a rabbit, a pocket watch, or Seele...

He wasn't afraid at all.

……

……

Meanwhile, deep within a secluded prison where many could not find it, Fu Xuan, without revealing his death, was seizing every opportunity to interrogate 'Otto'.

Yan Qing was guarding him, and was one of the masterminds behind the chaos on the Immortal Ship.

Jing Yuan silently absorbed the latest prophecy, which Fu Xuan had transmitted and also involved a genius. His expression was unreadable as he turned to look at 'Otto'.

"This prison is your target. Those who enter here are either jailers or prisoners. Which one do you wish to become?"

Otto, who refused to confess his identity, and the blond man who claimed to be Rakshasa but failed, did not get to eat much of the Immortal Boat Rice. He was even denied prison food and was shackled and chained, yet he still stubbornly insisted: "Neither of them. I am just a lost traveler."

"Humph."

Ignoring Yan Qing's angry glare, Jing Yuan almost laughed in exasperation: "A mere passerby, yet he's made such a grand spectacle! Star Core, Jianmu Tree, Medicine King's Secret Teachings, the Great Lord of Annihilation, the Envoy of Abundance, [Propagation] Divine Remains..."

"A series of threats came one after another without my noticing. You almost managed to divert everyone's attention, and are you trying to tell me that you had no ulterior motives?"

Jing Yuan decisively administered electrotherapy to him.

Pain has no threat to many madmen that can be called punishment; they fear nothing, but this makes Jingyuan feel better.

"You bastard of the apothecary, you may think I don't even have the ability to give you a quick death, but please believe me, the Immortal Boat has plenty of strength and means."

"General, it is true that my power comes from [Abundance], but I am an enemy of the apothecary, just like you."

Otto is really tough; he can hold his own even in this situation. It's impressive to see...

"I had no idea when I had become the apothecary's enemy."

Jing Yuan remained unmoved.

The Immortal Ship has always targeted bountiful creatures, not pharmacists...

Frankly speaking, the Immortal Ship is not worthy of being its enemy.

Indeed, the suggestion from the visitors of the Starry Sky Train—to ignore everything this person said and just fight—was quite reasonable.

Jing Yuan appears to be interrogating Otto, but in reality...

Waiting for someone.

And then she arrived.