"The situation is turning grim," one said.
"Hasn't it always been like this?" came the reply.
...
Eagles soar through the sky, fish dart in the shallow waters,...
He didn't bring the Imperial mechs, as his storage bag couldn't hold them all, so he only carried a 15-meter military mech.
This reminded Li Qianxia of her first trip to Cangqiong Star, where 'Little Red' was submerged in the water.
Xiao Hong, I will definitely come back to pick you up!
With a silent vow in her heart, Li Qianxia led Bei Ya, Zheng Qing, Zhong Yang Wang, and Zhou Ying, and in just a few steps, they arrived at the Earth's atmosphere from the moon.
Yang Qinglan was chatting with Yaochi about something—for immortals, if they wanted to, they could always find a way to speak in a vacuum.
When Li Qianxia emerged from the raging flames and smoke, the two men had already stopped and were looking at her.
Yang Qinglan wore a white gauze dress woven from Mier metal, while Yaochi wore a purple dress; the two looked like celestial fairies from the depths of the universe.
"Remember to use divine will. Call your brother if you need anything," Yang Qinglan whispered in her ear.
It was precisely because Li Qianxia's divine will facilitated stealth that she sent her to investigate the situation. There was also another main reason: Li Qianxia was just playing around on the moon anyway.
Unless necessary, they generally do not convert their abilities into 'divine will'. Li Qianxia would rather endure some strange smells than do so. No one would willingly turn themselves into a blind, lame, or deaf person.
Compared to magical power, divine will has a particular advantage in one aspect, but overall it is far inferior.
'Magic power' is almost an omnipotent ability, capable of enhancing physical abilities, healing injuries, creating, destroying, and so on.
“Yes, I know.” Li Qianxia nodded, and was about to lead the other four into Earth’s atmosphere when she suddenly turned around and said, “Qinglan, did you know that my brother only has 230 yuan in his card?”
"230?" Yaochi laughed.
Yang Qinglan closed her eyes, refined the qi to restore her magic power, and slowly said:
"Cultivate oneself with tranquility, nurture virtue with frugality, keep interpersonal relationships simple, keep material life simple. With these two simplicitys, your brother's heart has a vast space and a beautiful peace. I think this is very good—is there anything else?"
“…That’s all, that’s all.” Li Qianxia quickly slipped away.
She didn't land in Japan, but went to Tsarist Russia first. How could she not bring Bi along on such a fun trip!
With Bi absent, after obtaining the Mil Metal and the Radiance, she, along with five of the best players from Tsarist Russia (not necessarily the strongest in combat), voluntarily triggered the 'Transcending Tribulation to Become an Immortal'.
I hope everything goes well for her.
Japan, Kanagawa Prefecture, Kawasaki City, Miyamaehira Station North Exit.
This is the entrance to another world.
"Back then, that Japanese player pretended to enter the subway, but actually secretly boarded the ship here. It's said that he went to find some ancient Japanese prostitutes to satisfy his curiosity. As a result, after that ship mission ended, he was locked onto this location by another world... Is it really okay to say this?"
Zheng Qing looked around and saw that all around them were tents that looked like a campsite, if you ignored the military green color of the tents;
The crowds were so dense that they rivaled those at a fireworks festival in Japan.
In addition, at every street corner, there were heavy machine guns arranged in neat rows like teeth.
Armed helicopters roared and circled in the sky, their rotor blades creating gusts of wind.
And they stood openly and proudly in the center of the crowd.
“Even my brother won’t notice,” Li Qianxia reassured them.
Beya was the most composed of the four. Usually, she was surrounded by mechs that were tens of meters tall, so what was Earth's firepower compared to that?
The Central King didn't care about the weapons; what she cared about were the Japanese players: monks, samurai, onmyoji, shrine maidens, Pokémon trainers, and so on.
"Should we just go in?" Bei Ya looked at the subway entrance, but couldn't see anything different.
"Wait a moment," Zheng Qing said. "The Japanese have set up a barrier here. When they come in and out, we'll sneak in with them."
As they were speaking, a player dressed as an Onmyoji opened the barrier.
The subway entrance, which was previously invisible to the naked eye, suddenly turned into a wall of hazy, luminous light.
With a rumble, dozens of tanks filed in, causing the ground to tremble slightly. Li Qianxia seized the opportunity and teleported with the four of them.
My vision went black and then bright.
Blue sky and white clouds, it's a sunny day.
They were in ruins, with broken walls scattered among the weeds, showing that this used to be a small town.
Eighty percent of the city has collapsed, and almost all the buildings have crumbled, leaving only a few walls standing alone on the ruins like dead soldiers.
The environment was nice, or rather, overgrown with weeds, but unfortunately, skeletons could be seen everywhere.
The central king trampled down a patch of weeds, revealing the ground where half-rotted weapons such as swords or spears lay scattered.
Some weapons were stuck directly into the weeds or rocks.
"It seems to be random teleportation." Li Qianxia glanced around and didn't see any Japanese tank units.
“Japan has special skills; they have already established bases on this land, and support troops will appear at these bases,” Zheng Qing said, looking at Zhou Ying.
Zhou Ying touched the ground twice with her toes, and invisible ripples spread out.
As the ripples spread, a small gray city rapidly formed in her mind, with some red dots appearing along the way.
“Someone is coming this way,” she reported.
"It's locked." Beya had already taken out her mecha, and her voice came from the pure white mecha, sounding more composed than usual.
"Let's see how things go first." Li Qianxia wasn't in a hurry to take action.
The central king placed his hand on the longsword at his waist.
"####!"
"####!"
A language I don't understand.
A group of goblins (exactly like goblins in some works) armed with crude weapons are hunting down a small group of humans dressed as adventurers.
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