He Fang never thought that one day he would be able to see robots fighting against gods. The Holy Lord and the Rainbow Rangers are two completely different styles. It seems like he is watching a particularly strange hodgepodge CG.

The huge Holy Lord was just an unshakable sculpture in this military exercise, as if he had mercy on the world. The power of faith emanating from the white statue allowed everyone who saw him to feel the tremendous intimidation within. It was like a symbol of the world of true gods at the top of the road to heaven that could only be seen in dreams or at the moment of death.

The huge humanoid mecha's movements were so precise that it seemed as if he were moving very quickly like a human being, but the weapon in his hand was a completely different matter. The huge sword looked like a variation of a lightsaber. However, when He Fang watched, the huge sword even cut deep grooves in the ground after it chopped across, and the soil was even turned over by the sword energy.

But the Holy Lord in front of him did not move at all, and was not hurt at all by the sharp sword.

"The target rebel is too powerful, and his ability to be released is 50%." After the cold mechanical sound rang out, He Fang seemed to see the sun at that moment.

The shells fired from various parts of the humanoid mecha's body were mixed with countless lights and fires, and all of them were aimed at the Holy Lord. The bright color even completely covered the sunlight. He Fang was even hurt by the light and subconsciously protected his eyes.

Suddenly He Fang realized that the car he had been sitting in stopped. No... it didn't stop, but was blown away. When He Fang realized this, he moved his arm a little bit and saw the glass fragments of the car flying in front of him. The shock wave of the mecha actually overturned them on the road without any resistance.

He Fang subconsciously felt that he might be injured, and instinctively wanted to leave the game immediately. However, at this moment, a strange sound came from his ears.

He was sitting in the passenger seat, and the passenger door was unexpectedly pulled down. He Fang looked up in surprise, and the man in pure black was standing on the door frame and stretched out his hand, fiercely grabbing his seat belt. The extremely strong seat belt was torn in an instant, and He Fang was pulled from the seat into the arms of the man in black police uniform.

The white-gloved hand covered the back of He Fang's neck and pinned him to the chest. He Fang felt a moment of weightlessness, and then suddenly stabilized, and his feet touched the ground again.

He Fang raised his head and met the indifferent eyes of the man in black.

Chong Xiao's eyes flashed, then he looked away. Suddenly, a huge explosion was heard behind He Fang. At the same time, Chong Xiao switched positions with He Fang and used his body to help He Fang block the impact of the explosion.

However, He Fang was confused: "Min Zhizhou?!"

"Here, don't worry." Qi Jingwei's rough voice came from the other side. He Fang turned around and saw the tall and strong middle-aged man standing beside Min Zhizhou, with one hand pulling Min Zhizhou's collar.

Min Zhizhou didn't look injured, but he still raised his head high and looked at the shocking war of the century. His eyes were full of shock and disbelief, and his eyes were wide open without blinking as if he wanted to take in the entire scene.

When He Fang saw Min Zhizhou like this, he remembered the white-haired old man basking in the sun who had a loyalty level of 3,000 at that time. He also carried out the tasks continuously because of his order. Does Min Zhizhou's loyalty allow him to complete his tasks seriously?

He Fang opened Min Zhizhou's attribute list, but what surprised him was that Min Zhizhou's loyalty was constantly rising. The number soared so fast, as if the program was damaged.

Turning his head, he could also see that the extremely handsome and impressive humanoid mecha was trying its best to cause heavy damage to the Holy Lord.

However, the sculpture of the Holy Lord remained motionless, with his lower body wrapped by the Holy Beast, which now held its head high, as if looking down on everything. It made people feel that the terrifyingly powerful humanoid mecha was just a little monster showing off its skills in front of him, while the Holy Lord was the arrogant, cold and conceited Supreme God.

"The target rebel is too powerful, and the ability to release it is reduced to 80%." The cold and emotionless mechanical voice suddenly changed its form. He Fang watched the huge humanoid mecha open almost all the weapons on its body. "The weapons have been fully assembled and will be used for super-powerful bombing."

The humanoid mecha raised the long sword in its hand high, and He Fang suddenly began to tremble all over. He had a bad premonition.

Although he didn't know what this bad premonition was, he felt that if this attack was carried out, the damage to his town would be beyond description.

"That's enough, that's enough, that's enough! Stop it, stop it!" He Fang couldn't help but yelled, "That's it! Stop! Stop!"

He Fang was really scared. The accident just now almost burned the whole land and uprooted many towns. He Fang was heartbroken. Even if all the personnel had been taken to a safe area, if this place was lost, his loss would be huge.

Stop the loss immediately! Stop the loss immediately!

He Fang's voice was as faint as a mosquito's in such a big city, but just because of this, the Holy Lord and the humanoid mecha who were originally fighting suddenly stopped all actions.

The sculpture of the Holy Lord looking down upon everything gradually dissipated into the air, leaving no trace at all, and leaving very cleanly and neatly.

At this time, the mechanical voice of the humanoid mecha came again: "Threat detection restarted, no major threat detected, detection again, detection completed, no major threat detected, all weapons recovered, mission completed, Rainbow Team-Red successfully completed the city defense mission."

With the sound of machinery, He Fang watched those terrifying weapons return to their original safe state. He slowly returned to his original simple humanoid mecha form in the air, moved horizontally towards the red light column, and re-entered the light column.

It left a mess behind.

He Fang then went to the scene. The ground under his feet was extremely soft, almost comparable to a swamp. As long as he stepped on it, he would sink deeply. The land within the planning scope of this work was turned upside down. He Fang could even see countless corpses of insects in the soil.

"Wow, such destructive power?" Suddenly, a sharp female voice sounded from behind He Fang. This familiar and proud tone left a deep impression on He Fang. Apart from Lu Hu, who else could feel Zhang Yang's willfulness just by listening to the voice?

Many men and women in iconic and gorgeous uniforms got off the vehicles behind Lu Hu and began to disperse to the surrounding areas in a very orderly manner. Every N-PC carefully recorded the damage caused by this military exercise. Some residents have returned to the city one after another. The residents looked at the destroyed houses and farmlands in confusion and filled out reconstruction applications under the guidance of the Ministry of Finance.

"This is really a big deal." Lu Hu took a quick look at the vast space that had been destroyed beyond recognition. "Not only do we need to repair the land, but we also need to repair the damaged floors, provide reconstruction subsidies to residents, and pay for the loss of farmers' farmland. In addition, the reloading of the Rainbow Team's weapons and the high amount of recharged electricity all cost a lot of money."

He Fang, who was already feeling uneasy at the scene in front of him that looked like a natural disaster, suddenly felt dizzy after hearing Lu Hu's words.

"The Rainbow Team is just a weapon and has no self-awareness. They will definitely not be able to pay compensation. As for the Holy Lord, haha." Lu Hu's mocking voice made He Fang feel like he was falling into an ice cave. The Holy Lord did so by following his orders. Even if compensation was required, he had to pay it from the national treasury.

He Fang's expression gradually became hopeless, and his eyes lost their luster. What else could he do? He was the one who requested the military performance, he just didn't expect the destructive force to be so terrible.

He Fang finally smiled bitterly and turned to look at Min Zhizhou: "Well... after reading so much, do you have any special... particularly meaningful suggestions?"

He had wasted so many resources, so much money! He had let the two greatest defense forces in his city fight each other. If Min Zhizhou hadn't given him an accurate response, he would spit blood on the spot!

Finally, Min Zhizhou turned around, looked at He Fang who was almost about to cry, and swallowed his saliva.

"I'm sorry..." Min Zhizhou's voice just came out, and He Fang, who wanted to explode after hearing the apology, had already revealed a murderous look. Min Zhizhou immediately sped up his speech, "I mean, apologize for my previous wrong judgment. There are indeed things similar to mechas in the mobile city, but their abilities are definitely not as comprehensive and powerful as your city. At least in my cognition, I am greatly shocked by the defense of your city."

After He Fang got this answer, his expression finally eased a little.

Then he glanced at Lu Hu.

This woman, who symbolizes money, made He Fang think of his gradually empty treasury when he saw her, and he wanted to cry even more.

Then He Fang looked at the ruins of land that he didn't even want to look at again, and logged off with a depressed heart.

"Can it be so exaggerated? These lampposts are so powerful." After He Fang disappeared on the spot, Lu Hu stood aside and refused to approach the land that had turned into a soft and fluffy land.

"I had only heard of the Rainbow Team before, but I didn't expect this move to have such a big effect." Qi Jingwei was also a little shocked.

"I think it's probably because the Holy Lord is too strong that Xiaohong is trying so hard to defeat Him. Xiaohong himself has no thoughts. When the Holy Lord provokes him, he thinks the Holy Lord is a rebel and tries his best to kill the Holy Lord. In my opinion, he is actually quite loyal." At this time, Chongying, who was far away, trotted over with a data recorder and stood still, and continued, "I've recorded everything, and I'll analyze the data for Zhuyan and the others. Xiaohong's destructive power is really good. Although my brother can do it well, Xiaohong's speed is faster. This is probably the biggest advantage. Brother, you are too small."

Chong Xiao was not paying attention to the topic at this moment. Instead, he just stared at his hands in a daze. He didn't even listen to what his younger brother Chong Ying said. He was completely immersed in a daze and couldn't extricate himself.

"What's wrong with my brother?" Chongying poked Chongxiao's cheek in confusion.

Qi Jingwei had a complicated expression. He decided to ignore this question and asked Min Zhizhou again: "Can you tell me more about your opinion on the Rainbow Team?"

Min Zhizhou raised his eyes and glanced at Qi Jingwei, then closed his eyes. His eyes, body, and eardrums hurt. The impact just now had almost severely injured his body.

There seemed to be liquid left in his nose. Min Zhizhou reached out and touched it. Sure enough, he was bleeding from the nose. His brain was very dizzy. It was a miracle that he could stand now.

After a long time, Min Zhizhou spoke seriously: "In fact, it is very difficult for a mobile city to have such a large-scale destructive mecha, because resources are too scarce. Every bit of resources must be squeezed out for use, and even waste must be reused. It is too difficult to maintain such a mecha in a mobile city. And it is so terrible that there are seven of them in this city."

"In fact, as a former mercenary, I would rather tell the city lord to stay alert at all times, otherwise once you see too much of your surroundings, you may fall. But... after I truly witnessed the powerful force of the city built by the city lord, I feel that all my concerns may be redundant. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy is meaningless."

"So in your opinion, if we were to implement our invasion plan, would we be able to succeed?" Qi Jingwei suddenly asked.

Min Zhizhou closed his eyes and frowned slightly. His eyes hurt and he couldn't open them at all. Otherwise, he really wanted to see Qi Jingwei's expression. He seemed to smell a strong scent of ambition in Qi Jingwei's tone.

"Yes." Min Zhizhou said, his body swayed, and finally he fell to the ground.

His body has reached its limit.

The people present watched Min Zhizhou fall down and no one was moved. Qi Jingwei smiled and said, "It seems that the invasion plan is going to succeed. When can it be put on the agenda?"

Lu Hu rolled his hair with his fingers in satisfaction: "It will take some time. The Creator always likes to be steady and cautious. He needs to build enough land to accept the outside world before he starts to implement the invasion plan."

"Let's send Uncle Min to the hospital first. Uncle Min is in very weak health and needs a doctor!" Chongying saw that the two did not seem to care about the unconscious Min Zhizhou, so he couldn't help but remind them while holding the recorder, "Uncle Min is very important to the Creator. If he dies without being taken care of, the Creator will be angry."

The two people who had not paid any attention to Min Zhizhou's injury and fainting suddenly froze. Qi Jingwei stepped forward to check on the unconscious Min Zhizhou and said, "Sorry, I thought he just fainted from shock. I'll call Zhu Yan now."

"You people only think about the Creator all day long. The Creator is very gentle. He certainly can't bear to see his subordinates die. No matter who is injured, it must be taken seriously! Hey, why is he so seriously injured, while the Creator looks fine?" Chong Ying suddenly discovered the blind spot.

"Your brother protected the Creator." Qi Jingwei looked at Chong Xiao who was still staring at his hands in a daze and helped explain, "It was so fast that he took the Creator away before I could do anything."

"Ouch!" The recorder in Chongying's hand fell to the ground, and he happily rushed to Chongxiao's side: "Brother, brother, did you really save the beauty? Did you hug the Creator? No wonder you are so absent-minded, are you happy? Did you get what you wanted? Oh my, it's great, my brother did a great job!"

Chong Xiao, who had been in a daze, had his hands held by his younger brother, and he barely came back to his senses. Gradually, his snow-white face seemed to be coated with a layer of faint red glow. Even though he did not curl up the corners of his mouth, even though he did not jump up excitedly like his younger brother, Chong Xiao covered his cheeks, not wanting others to see his expression which was completely different from his usual one.

——

After He Fang went offline, he rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

He searched the Internet carefully to see if there were any other people's guides for "Xu Wu Chong Qi", but he found very few things, and most of them were still at the stage of not knowing what to do. The one with the highest number of views was actually the first episode he made about the introduction of the background of the game "Xu Wu Chong Qi".

He Fang heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he was still in the lead.

Maybe if I do so well now, I can become the biggest anchor of the game "Xu Wu Chongqi" in the future.

I'll probably lose a lot of my money by doing this, but I think the game "Restart of the Ruins" should be more of a fantasy doomsday setting. I've played similar games before, where you fight monsters with a sword in a bunch of steel buildings. It's all cool swordsman skills, but you ride a motorcycle.

But in general, the game is still very pseudo-scientific. Judging from the settings of thermal weapons, mobile cities, and the Rainbow Troopers, it is very likely a punk-style future technological era. Therefore, the setting of the Holy Lord is simply out of place. Why must it gain faith in a punk era?

However, it seems that the invasion plan can indeed be implemented now. However, due to the reduction in funds, he may need to temporarily carry out some major construction and slow down some things that are not needed for the time being.

The so-called strategy is basically who is the starter and who is the boss. He Fang would not miss any opportunity and urgently made the information about the Rainbow Team into a strategy video and posted it on the Internet.

Just after publishing it, He Fang saw his number of views growing rapidly. It looked so comfortable as he refreshed the number one by one.

Countless comments followed.

'Posted one minute ago.'

'Three minutes late.'

'My goodness, this city owner is really into it. He actually collected all the lamp posts. I gave up when I saw the price. I felt that it was just for decoration and had no function. Now it seems that I would have lost out if I didn't buy it. The city owner has foresight.'

'I bought the lamppost. To be honest, before the game was launched online, the lamppost was useless. It was only for decoration, but it had no other use. It was a waste of land. It was too bright for me to use as decoration, and it was very power-hungry. After I took the lamppost off the map, the power of the entire city dropped a lot.'

'Reply: Lampposts do consume a lot of electricity, so I only bought one and never bought any more. But haven't you noticed that all the power plants in this city are top-notch? And there are wind power plants in the surrounding areas that can be used, and there are also hydroelectric power plants nearby. The thermal power plants are all deep in the woods. To be honest, this is a very good plan. I've watched so many videos and this city lord has put the most effort into the city.'

'Reply: You have to work hard to stay. My city, which I didn't work hard on, is gone now. No need to mourn. Thank you.'

The more He Fang looked at it, the more satisfied he felt. He could be considered the number one player in the game "Xu Wu Chong Qi". Although he was a little behind in terms of money now, he could focus on opening the map. He would first build an airport and a weapons research institute, and then set up an armed forces department. By then he would be able to determine the person to open the map.

Just when He Fang was thinking about how to open the map, suddenly a comment caught his attention.

'According to the current development, the city lord should be able to start opening the map, right? I haven't found a way to open the map yet. I built an airport, but the planes can't fly out. Has anyone successfully opened the map?'

The plane can't fly out?

He Fang wanted to fly a plane to take people out through the sky, but he actually had no idea what the sky above the Nightmare Forest was like. The airport had not been built yet, so he didn't know if such a thing would happen.

He Fang read a lot of comments in succession, but most of them were flattering words like "The city lord is so awesome" and "The city lord's city design is simply exquisite", so he didn't read them much. In the end, he simply closed the page and waited for the comments to refresh before reading again.

Just then my cell phone rang, and I received a text message: "Dear customer, your takeaway has been left at the door, please remember to pick it up."

He Fang was stunned by the cold words. He opened the food delivery app to see which deliveryman was delivering the food he ordered before. It was still the familiar delivery guy and the familiar phone number. There was obviously nothing wrong, but from these few words, He Fang could clearly feel that the other party was in a bad mood.

He Fang went out and brought back some takeout, but he had no appetite and just stared at his phone.

In the past, every message was full of enthusiasm and happiness. Did something bad happen to the delivery guy today? He looks very depressed?

Did other customers give it a bad review?

He Fang thought about it and went to the APP backstage to give the delivery guy a five-star review.

Then he opened the takeout. What he ordered today was beef and pickled pepper rice noodles. The whole packaging was very complete and clean without any tilt or crookedness. Although the food in this store tasted good, the texture of the takeout box was relatively soft and easily deformed. When He Fang bought food in the past, the delivery guy would always handle it roughly and cause the box to deform, but now there is no such problem at all.

Every time He Fang receives a box, the packaging is perfect. The store owner treats it with great care, and the delivery guy also delivers it with care. People who love life like this always make people feel good.

After much thought, He Fang, a socially anxious person who never actively sends messages, picked up his phone and wanted to send some words of comfort to the delivery boy.

Should I ask the delivery guy directly if he is in a bad mood today? But he is not in a position to ask him questions. He is just a customer, and it is just a business relationship.

But they have exchanged milk tea and fruit tea with each other, so they should be considered some kind of friends.

He Fang paced in the room holding his cell phone, feeling very nervous.

Forget it. If the other party really started it and I sent a message, what if I add fuel to the fire and end up getting burned myself?

He Fang finally put down his phone and poured the soup into the takeaway box. It tasted as delicious as always, but this time He Fang felt a little uncomfortable while eating it.

Suddenly He Fang's mobile phone received another message. He Fang picked up the phone in confusion and saw the familiar phone number. His heart skipped a beat, but what followed was anticipation.

He Fang turned on his phone, opened the text message, and checked the message from the delivery guy.

"Dear customer, thank you very much for your five-star rating. I am very happy that my work today has been recognized by you. Thank you for your support all the time! Refill."

He Fang looked at the message with a slightly complicated expression. He was so unhappy just now, but he was so happy just by receiving a five-star review. People who work hard will always face life with a smile.

Probably because the delivery guy had started it, He Fang mustered up the courage to send a message: "Are you unhappy about something?"

"The customer found out. Actually, it was because I took an order today. I was sure I could deliver it within the fixed time, but the customer said he had to go to work and couldn't receive any orders. He insisted to cancel the order. I told the customer that I could definitely deliver it, but the customer didn't believe me. In the end, I delivered the order before the customer went to work and didn't let the merchant cancel the order. However, the customer was very unhappy and said that I didn't let him cancel the order, and then gave me a bad review."

He Fang blinked. Was his ability being questioned?

The other party sent another message.

"I can definitely deliver the food within the time he requested. I don't understand why he had to stop. I have been delivering food for so long and have never been treated this way before!"

He Fang burst out laughing. Although it was terrible, such a small thing was indeed somewhat funny. He Fang thought about it and then sent a message: "Could it be that the customer wanted you to be careful and not rush to deliver the takeaway?"

He Fang thought about the military exercise he had participated in today in "The Rebirth of the Ruins". He called a halt in the end in order to stop the damage in time. In fact, he was also afraid that something really would happen. The capabilities of both sides were obvious to all, and there was no need to continue fighting.

The other party replied three or four minutes later: "Now that you put it that way, I think so too. I was too narrow-minded. I always thought that he looked down on me by not letting me deliver the package. I didn't think that he might be afraid that something might happen to me on the way. I'm really glad to tell you this. I feel much better now. Thank you."

He Fang read the message and felt that the other party was an honest and interesting person who would not be too fussy, although he himself was quite fussy because of this anger.

He Fang did not reply, but he unexpectedly felt relieved. He continued to eat the rice noodles and they tasted even better.

After thinking about it, He Fang decided to give some rewards to Shengzhu and Xiaohong respectively when they play the game again. After all, they both completed the task successfully. Just like delivering takeout food, there will be rewards and five-star reviews. Rewards for completing the task should also be given.

But He Fang was thinking, for these two peculiar settings, the Holy Lord and Little Red, what would be the best reward?

Can we see if we can get the institute to take care of Xiao Hong? And then find a painter to do a comprehensive care for the statue of the Holy Lord?

——

When He Fang returned to the game, the entire area had basically been repaired, but it also cost He Fang a lot of money, more than he had budgeted. This made He Fang secretly wonder if the money-loving woman Lu Hu would embezzle some of it.

However, the expenditure of funds has completely restored the destroyed town to its original state. Even the swampy ground has now regained its original texture. Vegetables have been planted on it again, and there are sparse farmers working in the fields.

He Fang looked at the bustling crowds on the streets and felt that it was a bit crowded. Now, looking at the bird's-eye view of the city, the crowding level was indeed quite high. He must find a way to build the newly opened areas as soon as possible.

However, He Fang was somewhat surprised that the land he had opened up had been completely leveled. He had been worried that it would cost money to level the land, but now it seemed that the N-PC in the game was also tidying it up.

He Fang turned around and took a look at the Nightmare Forest at the border of his city. The Nightmare Forest was completely black, and nothing inside the Forest could be seen from the outside. He Fang approached the border of the Nightmare Forest with some curiosity.

Min Zhizhou said that in order to confuse creatures to approach actively, the Nightmare Forest will wrap all the Nightmare seeds in the Reviving Nightmare Plant after it can no longer expand. In fact, most of the Nightmare Forest should be safe.

He Fang took a tentative step forward.

Clang——

Suddenly, a loud sound came from behind He Fang, as if iron was hitting stone directly. He Fang was startled and turned around.

In a farmland not far behind him, a farmer wearing a T-shirt, shorts and a straw hat dropped the spike rake in his hand. It seemed that he had used too much force and the tool fell out of his hand.

The simple-minded, sun-tanned farmer bent down and raked up the nails on the ground again, trying to loosen the soil once more.

He Fang narrowed his eyes, turned his back to the Nightmare Forest and walked towards the old farmer. The details of the old farmer's character modeling were very well done, and his skin was dry from being exposed to the sun all year round. The other party's eyes were always on the farm work in his hands, and he even wiped the sweat with the towel on his shoulders.

The other party raised the rake high and started working seriously again. Even though He Fang had circled around the old farmer twice, the old farmer didn't even give him a glance.

He Fang glanced at the old farmer suspiciously. Was it a coincidence? Why did he feel that the voice just now was a reminder for him not to enter the Nightmare Forest casually?

He Fang thought it was impossible. Even if the game was awesome, it was impossible to set a special code for each N-PC, right? Anyway, the farmers around him looked the same, so they should be universal models.

He Fang turned and left. The old farmer had been plowing the fields diligently. Even after He Fang's figure had completely disappeared, he did not slack off at all. It was as if it was a set program. He just kept wandering in the fields. But if you look closely, you can see that there are more beads of sweat on his head than before, and his eyes are full of panic, as if he had done something bad and was discovered.

He Fang went to the research institute and reached the research site without any hindrance. At that time, the research site was conducting research, research... research...

At this moment, in front of He Fang, Zhu Yan was standing alone under the only light source in the dark environment. His hair was illuminated by the bright light and seemed transparent. This scene actually looked like a painting.

Zhu Yan's back is slender and graceful, which is very different from the people in the police station and the Ministry of Finance. The uniforms of the Ministry of Finance are extremely luxurious, and they prefer bright colors to look prosperous. In addition, everyone will make some special and unique little decorations. It is conceivable how good her subordinates are at dressing themselves up under Lu Hu's leadership.

The police station has a unified black uniform that looks very similar. The only difference is the shirts under the black jackets, which seem to come in a variety of colors. Chong Ying even looks very coquettish by wearing a pink shirt underneath.

The uniforms of the institute are just like its name, a very stereotypical pure white uniform. The uniform looks like a medical white coat, but if you look closely you can see that it is not just a simple cloth.

He Fang grabbed Zhu Yan's robe with some curiosity, and felt a cool and heavy touch, just like the unique touch possessed by extremely serious people.

"Lord City Lord." In the overly quiet environment, Zhu Yan's smiling voice entered He Fang's ears.

"What are you doing?" He Fang poked his head out in confusion and saw various scattered parts on the table. The other party was observing the items on the table very carefully. It looked like some kind of electronic product that was disassembled.

"I'm disassembling a drone to figure out its structure," said Moroken.

"Drone." Was it the name he heard from Min Zhizhou? He Fang asked, "What have you researched?"

"I already understand its flying principle. I learned from Mr. Min that in the world outside the city there are airplanes that can fly freely in the sky, and the production of manned aircraft is even more sophisticated, so I am thinking about how to make a manned aircraft by analogy." Zhu Yan said.

He Fang: “…”

"I learned from the Minister of Finance, Lu Hu, that you, Lord City Lord, have plans to expand outward, but we cannot open up the passage between the Nightmare Forest and our city. We need the Nightmare Forest as our natural protective barrier, so I think the best way is to open up an aerial road."

He Fang: “…”

"Our researchers have already begun surveying the Nightmare Forest's impact on the sky outside of the Nightmare Forest. We will do our best to submit a feasibility report to the City Lord and contribute our part to the Creator's grand plan."

He Fang: “…” My N-PC is so awesome.