Who are you calling a stable boy?!

He stood up, just about to speak—

"Ha ha ha ha!"

It was like a sudden, deafening thunderclap.

Zheng Jing's powerful laughter, brimming with inner strength, swept down from the imperial city of the Grass Kingdom.

Covering his ears with both hands, Bi Dong, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, slumped down.

Mira, whose condition was slightly better than hers, had a Perception attribute of 15, which allowed the female drow to barely stand.

Players in even worse shape than Bi Dong are now commonplace in the royal city of the Grass Kingdom.

This city, shared by the Kree Gang and the Viscera Band, is home to over a hundred players.

Now, 70% of them have fainted from the shock of that laughter.

"--boom!!"

Suddenly, missiles swarmed out from the imperial city and struck Zheng Jing in the sky.

Accompanied by a series of explosions, thick plumes of smoke rolled up in the clear blue sky, forming a menacing black cloud that pressed down on the imperial city.

At the same time, three figures flew out from the imperial city and hovered in front of the dark clouds.

It was none other than Kerry, the leader of the Kerry Gang, and his two extraordinary henchmen.

Under the watchful eyes of the three, a strong wind suddenly swirled within the dark clouds, dispersing them and revealing Zheng Jing, who was completely unharmed.

"Hehe! You're even setting off firecrackers to welcome Old Zheng? You're too kind! You're too kind!"

"......Who are you?"

Staring intently at Zheng Jing, Ke Li asked in a deep voice.

Although he and his men had held back during that volley of fire to guard against a sneak attack from the entrails band, the firepower was still enough to blast a thick-skinned adult white dragon to shreds.

The fact that the opponent could seemingly withstand that barrage of fire without a scratch, and that they could incapacitate about 70% of the Kree gang members with just their laughter, demonstrates their formidable strength.

Clearly, the other party is at least an extraordinary player.

Normally, someone as hot-tempered as Kerry might have relied on having two superhuman subordinates by his side to teach this guy who dared to provoke him a lesson about gangster behavior.

But now there's another band down there, the Intestines Band, who would definitely take advantage of their misfortune if they got the chance. Even Kerry has to be patient and find out what's going on with the newcomers first.

"Zheng Jing, whose name and surname he never changed."

Zheng Jing gave himself a thumbs-up and then looked at the three fierce-looking men in front of him.

And who are you?

After searching his database but finding no information about any person with the pronunciation "Zheng Jing," Kerry frowned even more deeply.

"You've come to my Kree gang's territory, yet you don't recognize me, Kree?"

"Oh? This is your territory?"

Zheng Jing narrowed his eyes slightly: "How come I remember this is the Land of Grass, and down below is the capital of the Land of Grass, hmm?"

Just as Kerry was about to respond, another figure flew up from below.

It has two wings on its back, four corners on its head, and is dressed in luxurious clothes.

The newcomer was clearly a demon from hell.

“This gentleman is quite right. When did this place become your Kree territory?”

With a polite yet ambiguous smile, this demonic being's words carried a seductive tone.

"Damn it, Lissal! I told you, if you dare to wave those lipomas at me again, I'll tap your head and break off your horns one by one and stuff them into your shit hole!"

"Oh! How horrible! Look at this pathetic creature that can't even be considered a man, how can you bear to watch it threaten me like this?"

The demon known as Lissar looked frightened, shrank back, and flapped her wings as if trying to burrow into Zheng Jing's arms.

However, Lissar stopped abruptly after getting a little closer to Zheng Jing's grinning face.

“Kerry, Lissal, so you two are the leaders of the Kerry Gang and the Inside Band.”

Zheng Jing looked the two of them back and forth.

Before he came over, Lao Lan had told him some information about the two player teams.

His trip to the Land of Grass was indeed to find these two.

"Let's not beat around the bush. I, Old Zheng, have come here to resolve this conflict."

"Resolve the fight?"

Lissal chuckled lightly: "Well, you're too late. Mr. Kerry and I have already reached an agreement to stop fighting."

"Pooh."

Kerry spat, his face grim, but he didn't refute.

"This isn't the kind of divination I, Old Zheng, want to resolve."

"Stop talking nonsense, what exactly do you want?"

Kerry growled in frustration.

Lissal rubbed her palms together with her fingertips and asked with a smile, "Hehe, do you mean you're here to help the Akatsuki organization sue for peace with us?"

"It's so tiring talking to people like you..."

Zheng Jing scratched his head and muttered something before looking back and forth between Kerry and Lissar, carrying his golden cudgel.

"Alright, before we get to that, I, Old Zheng, have a question for you."

He pointed with his golden cudgel at the imperial city of the Grass Kingdom below.

"I've come all this way and seen the city burned and people killed. You did it, didn't you?"

Perhaps it had been a long time since he had been questioned like this, for Kerry first twitched the corner of his mouth, just about to speak—

"It was definitely the Kree gang who did it."

Lissal counted on her fingers: "I heard they burned down three or four cities on their way here!"

—Bang!!

With a muffled thud, two of Kerry's trusted lieutenants were smashed to pieces by Zheng Jing's blow.

On the flying fragments of their heads, one could still vaguely see their bewilderment.

Seeing this, Kree, who had just dodged the blow, couldn't help but tremble in his mechanical eye.

Lissar, standing nearby, clapped her hands, about to cheer—

The golden cudgel, enveloped in a fierce wind, swung through the air and struck towards her face!

Chapter 251: Face-to-Face Fast Transfer, Right?

Compared to Kerry, Lissar reacted much faster.

She flapped her wings and retreated sharply, moving away from Zheng Jing while raising her hands above her head.

“Magnificent golden beast, please don’t do this. I have no intention of being your enemy.”

Upon hearing this, Kerry's bio-electronic brain started working at high speed, and information about the [Golden Beast] was immediately retrieved.

"Oh shit!"

He cursed almost the instant he saw the message.

Immediately afterward, Zheng Jing, who was about to chase after Lissar with his baton, caught a glimpse of the information notification that popped up on the panel.

[Players detected evacuating the current matter plane. Countdown begins, 10...]

To the inhabitants of the plane who are not courtyard players and do not understand courtyards, players always disappear suddenly when they leave the material plane, without any warning, making it impossible to guard against.

But the players themselves are well aware of this.

Normally, after a player purchases the teleportation service from the courtyard and pays enough courtyard coins, the courtyard needs a certain amount of time to teleport the player.

The exact time required, like the service fee, depends on factors such as the player's current status and environment.

Of course, that's not all.

What truly frustrates many players is that if other players are within a certain radius during this process, they will immediately receive a notification from the courtyard.

This is like being badly beaten by the enemy top laner in the top lane, having nowhere to go but hiding in the toilet thinking of using teleport to return home. But as soon as you press teleport, the enemy top laner suddenly places a ward through the wall.

Okay, no need for teleportation.

Reopen directly.

Therefore, many players dare to act recklessly when facing non-player inhabitants of the plane, but when facing a player stronger than themselves, they often readily admit defeat.

Of course, it is said that some extremely powerful beings, or those skilled in the power of spacetime, can detect—and even interfere with—the courtyard's teleportation service, even if they are unfamiliar with the courtyard.

Zheng Jing, at present, naturally cannot directly interfere with the courtyard's teleportation service.

But he can kill the unlucky guy who dared to press the teleport back to the crystal in front of him before he can successfully teleport away from the courtyard.

The only question is, who is the one handing over the information?

After glancing at the sweet-smiling Lissar, Zheng Jing turned his head and looked at Kerry again.

Without the slightest hesitation, Kerry pulled out his trump card, his life-saving weapon.

The rings on all ten of his fingers lit up, and then ten black metal cubes, each over four meters tall, jumped out from these ten spatial rings. Together with the five cubes he took out from his backpack, a total of fifteen black metal cubes floated around Kerry's body.

Then, the fifteen black metal cubes suddenly disintegrated, enveloping Kree in both liquid and solid states.

Extend, deform, fix.

Finally, a giant robot about thirty meters tall appeared in the sky above the Land of Grass.

This was Kerry's last resort.

He once had the opportunity to secretly learn a technique called mechanical conversion.

This is a unique technology possessed by the [Mechanical Faction], one of the major factions in a certain material plane. Legend has it that those skilled in this art can even transform an interstellar warship into their own weapon in an instant.

Kerry didn't have that ability; his talent was limited, and he didn't have the opportunity to receive a systematic mechanical education.

However, if it were these fifteen pieces of material that he had personally crafted and lived with day and night, even he could complete the mechanical conversion of the predetermined mode in less than two seconds.

If he had more time, he could use the prosthetic bodies of everyone in the gang as materials to further enhance his weapons.

The reason he established the rule of personally performing prosthetic modifications on every new member was to prepare for his own unforeseen needs.

In other words, the hundreds of Kree members are the Kree's walking arsenal.

It was this skill that allowed him to compete with the exceptional Viscera Band.

However, Zheng Jing stunned most of his gang members with his laughter as soon as he arrived, and smashed his two best materials to pieces in one fell swoop, which can be said to have almost extinguished his hope of fighting back.

More importantly, through the name "Golden Beast," Kerry finally understood who he was up against.

What's the point of fighting?!

"Oh!"

Facing the blow from Zheng Jing, Kerry quickly manipulated the mechanical giant to raise its left arm to block.

As he expected, the mechanical arm shattered in an instant, unable to withstand the club that was supposedly a legendary weapon.

Kerry, who was prepared, immediately mobilized the spare materials in the mechanical body, reassembling the new left arm while using his right arm to block forward again.

"Oh!"

His right arm, which had just caught up, also shattered instantly.

"I--"

Seeing Zheng Jing unleash his power, Kerry's urgent voice came from the mechanical giant, as if he wanted to talk to Zheng Jing about something.

Perhaps he genuinely wanted to admit his mistake and pay to save his life.

It's also possible that they're desperate and trying to stall for time by using chat.

But Zheng Jing had no intention of saying even a single word to him.

There are seven seconds left before the teleportation to the courtyard arrives.

But Kerry wasn't sure if he could last those seven seconds!