A rain of blood falls from the sky, the apocalypse descends, mountains and rivers change color, and demons run rampant. Civilization collapses, order is chaotic, and survivors desperately try to fi...
In the very center, a yellow dot of light was faintly visible, wriggling.
"What's this?"
Xiaoman tentatively moved closer, but the yellow light continued to move along its previous path.
Suddenly, it burrowed into the sand beside it.
A dazzling golden light shone, making it impossible to open one's eyes.
This process came quickly and disappeared just as fast; if my eyes weren't still a little blurry, I would have thought it was an illusion.
Once I could see things clearly, a delicate green plant appeared before me, about half a meter tall and very slender.
"Could it be the Eye of the Wind Dragon?"
Xiaoman was puzzled, but could not get confirmation, so she could only carefully dig through the nearby sand to reveal the intricate root system.
"Should we pull it out and take it back?"
He shook his head, his face full of bitterness.
After much thought, I came up with a compromise: I cut off some roots and used a silver needle to prick the rootstock, collecting a drop of emerald green liquid.
Cover the bottle and wrap the punctured area with a strip of cloth.
"Grow well and become a towering tree that will bring blessings to the entire planet."
The leaves of the compass rose slightly, as if in response.
Xiaoman smiled faintly, waved at it, and turned to leave.
Just after she walked away, the largest leaf in the vegetation waved vigorously, as if to shout, "Goodbye, goodbye!"
Several hours later.
Xiaoman brought the things to the yellow shadow, but did not see him.
"I really don't know where to look for you." He put down the plant roots and the drop of sap. "I hope you can see them."
Slowly turning around, I walked towards the exit...
"Our benefactor has come out! Our benefactor has come out!" The clan chief jumped and danced with extreme excitement.
"That's wonderful, that's wonderful!" said the old lizardman.
The clansmen joined in the shouting, singing, and dancing, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.
Xiaoman felt a wave of dizziness, as if she had returned to Dafeng Mountain, where they were welcoming her.
The smile on his lips grew wider and wider.
Suddenly, a voice echoed in his mind: "Young friend, I will surely repay your kindness today in the future."
When an extremely pure power surged into my body, my mind was filled with new thoughts.
"Thank you, senior!"
"No need for thanks!" The voice paused for a moment, "Young friend, this world is not as simple as you think. If you pay more attention, you will discover many suspicious things. Well, that's all I have to say. How to deal with it is not my concern."
After the sound disappeared, the light screen protecting the indigenous people also disappeared.
Xiaoman frowned slightly, recalling the mysterious man's words, but she couldn't understand them no matter what she did. "Forget it, I'll deal with it when I encounter him again. Right now, the most important thing is to leave here as soon as possible and get back to Blue Star."
They hurriedly found the indigenous chieftain, explained the situation, and headed towards the starfighter.
The indigenous people saw them off all the way.
Xiaoman stood in front of the fighter jet, turned around quickly, and glanced at everyone. "Thank you!"
“Our great benefactor, we should be the ones thanking you,” said the lizardman elder.
Everyone knelt down and performed a full prostration.
Xiaoman bowed in return, "Goodbye, friends!"
He waved goodbye, turned around quickly, rushed into the fighter jet, his eyes were a little red, and his heart was heavy.
"Although we don't speak the same language, they treated me like one of their own, showing me constant care and attention." Wiping away the tears, I composed myself, ignited the engine, and the fighter jet slowly lifted off the ground.
Suddenly, the old lizardman came running over, waving his hands and shouting.
Xiaoman thought he was reluctant to part with her, so she smiled and waved at him, and started all the power units.
The old man was very close to the flames of the fighter jet, but he showed no sign of stopping.
"Does he have something to tell me?"
The power unit was quickly shut off, and the fighter jet slowly descended, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The old lizard was buried in the sand.
Fortunately, Xiaoman appeared in time and saved his life.
"Cough cough!" The old man wiped the fine sand off his face and forced a smile. "My benefactor, you have saved my life again. There are some things I want to tell you in private."
"Okay, let's talk inside the fighter jet."
The lizardman elder nodded and boarded the fighter jet.
After the hatch closed, the old man looked serious. “This matter concerns my life and death. I originally wanted to take it to my grave.” He sighed, “But I don’t want my benefactor to be harmed because of this.”
Xiaoman listened patiently.
The old man smiled bitterly, pulled open his clothes to reveal the 'skull and skull' symbol on his chest. "I used to be a member of the infamous Hurricane Pirates, but I deserted because I couldn't stand their backstabbing and treachery."
I don't know how long I fled before I arrived in this star system and met these natives.
"Ugh! Why am I saying all this?"
He paused for a few seconds, a look of fear flashing in his eyes, "My benefactor, this star system is called the Yellow Sand Star System. It's an extremely remote star system with a harsh climate, where sandstorms can occur at any time, and it's almost devoid of plants and animals. However, there's a peculiar planet in this star system—Gerugeia. Not only is it covered in lush vegetation, but it also has a large trading market. You can find almost anything you can name there."
Even if you can't name something, you can find it on the fifth floor.
"There are such strange planets?" Xiaoman nodded. "If we have the chance, it wouldn't be a bad idea to go there and find some good things to bring back."
“My benefactor, you are very powerful. Those bandits should not dare to target you.” The old man took out an oval-shaped object and handed it over. “This is a Black Fiend Token that I obtained by chance. As long as you are not a member of the royal family, you will treat it with utmost respect.”
Xiaoman accepted it, "Thank you!"
"It is only right." The old man pointed to the vast starry sky and smiled bitterly. "My benefactor is a person with great fortune. If one day he encounters the Hurricane Pirates, I hope you will spare Vakula's life. I, Walish, thank you in advance."
Xiaoman was startled, quickly organized her thoughts, and gave a bitter smile, "I'm afraid I won't have that chance, because not long ago, the Hurricane Pirate Gang was completely wiped out by the Crimson Kingdom."
Warish was struck dumb, collapsing to the ground with reddened eyes. "Unfilial descendants, they deserve to die, they deserve to die."
From the moment he uttered the name Wakula, Xiaoman was on high alert, her left hand already on the hilt of the Fish Intestine Sword, ready to strike at any moment.
He didn't react emotionally at all. He slowly got up, wiped away his tears, and said to himself with a self-deprecating smile, "Perhaps this is God's retribution? Who told the Hurricane Pirate Gang to do so many heinous things? It was only a matter of time before they were wiped out."
With a long sigh, he said, "From now on, I have no more worries. Take care, my benefactor."
Stumbling and staggering, he walked towards the hatch.
Xiaoman quickly opened the door, wanting to help him up, but Warish dodged away, saying, "My benefactor, take care!"
"Take care of yourself!"
Watching his stooped figure recede into the distance, Xiaoman felt a lump in her throat and slowly closed the hatch...
About ten hours later.
Xiaoman shuts down her light-speed travel and moves forward through the meteorite cluster.
Before long, a verdant planet came into view.
"This should be the planet Grugya."
Lock onto the course and speed ahead.
As soon as it entered the atmosphere, an invisible net-like substance swept across the surface of the fighter jet.
"Alien fighter, shut down your engines and submit to inspection." (Interstellar common language)
Xiaoman quickly shut down most of the power, leaving only the levitation power on.
Two stronger beams of light struck the fighter jet, and all information about the items was revealed to the enemy.
Suddenly, the Black Fiend Order appeared on the big screen.
"Honorable royal warrior, please forgive my offense, please come in!"
The fighter jets and robots hovering nearby instantly withdrew and saluted the fighter jets.
"What a powerful token."
Xiaoman was startled, but smiled as she slowly passed through the atmosphere. She saw tall buildings below and portable flying vehicles everywhere.
"This planet has a very high level of civilization." He smiled knowingly. "It would be great if we could get some classified technical data to bring back to Earth."
With a new goal in mind, Xiaoman's mindset changed instantly. She found a helipad and landed.
As soon as the cabin door opened, an angry toad-man came running from a distance, roaring, "Who gave you permission to park on my tarmac?"
Xiaoman's lips twitched, and she brandished the Black Fiend Token. "Get lost!"
The toad-man could hardly believe his eyes. He rubbed them, but all he saw was the token.
Sweating profusely, he repeatedly bowed, pleading, "Please forgive me, sir! Please forgive me, sir!"
With this Black Token, Xiaoman never encountered any more clueless aliens and wandered aimlessly through the streets.
Before I knew it, I had arrived outside a giant stock exchange.
The area was packed with people, and there were so many amazing things to see that it was dazzling.
He slowly approached the crowd, feigning dissatisfaction, and muttered, "With so many people, how long will we have to wait in line?"
"You should be content!" A rat-headed man glanced at her, his eyes immediately lighting up. "Girl, what are you here to sell? Take it out and I'll show it to you, I guarantee I'll double its price."
"No!"
Xiaoman squeezed her way in without looking back.
The rat-headed man paused for a moment, then squeezed in, quickly coming to his side again.
“Girl, the others here aren’t as kind as I am.” Fear flashed in the rat-headed man’s eyes as he whispered, “Judging from your attire, you’re at least a member of royalty. There are many bandits here. If they target you, at best you’ll be robbed of everything, and at worst you’ll be captured and used as a plaything.”
Xiaoman's lips twitched, and impatience flashed in her eyes. She directly pulled out the Black Fiend Token and said, "Get lost!"
"ah?"
The rat-headed man's screams attracted the attention of those around him, who all turned to look and stared intently at the Black Demon Order.
A kobold in the distance immediately made way for them.
Immediately afterwards, everyone stepped aside, making way for a passage about half a meter wide.
The passageway continued to widen, eventually settling at 1.5 meters.
"My lord, spare me! My lord, spare me!" The rat-headed man was covered in sweat, kowtowing repeatedly, terrified.
Xiaoman ignored it and walked straight to the main entrance of the exchange.
As we approached the door, many respectful people rushed out and gestured for us to enter.
I walked slowly and steadily, observing my surroundings as I went, and only when I was sure there was no danger did I feel relieved.
"Your Excellency Black Fiend, what would you like to order?" A tall, elderly human man bowed slightly, speaking very politely.
"Let's take a look first!" Xiaoman pretended to be calm, put her hands behind her back, and walked inside.
The old man quickly followed.
Upon entering the house, the dazzling array of items is overwhelming.
Xiaoman was very excited, but dared not show it. She pouted and said, "Is this all the junk?"
The old man shuddered, his words faltering slightly, "Please come in, sir, there's something for you that will surely satisfy you."
"Fine!" I said, pretending to be nonchalant, and slowly walked forward...