"One year..."
Upon hearing this, Lu Shan was somewhat surprised, but considering the system's nickname, "the rip-off system," he didn't find it particularly strange.
Meanwhile, in the sky, the battle between Jing Mu and Feng Qizi was raging. At Zhou Mu's signal, Han Fei, Nezha, and others rushed up.
Long Kui let out a rare cold laugh and immediately threw himself into the battle.
To be honest, with their numerical advantage, they were actually getting close to the divine realm that Feng Qizi had temporarily activated. After all, it wasn't their own power, and after using it for a while, they found it difficult to use.
At this moment, Jing Mu and his group pressed their advantage and soon overwhelmed Feng Qizi in terms of power. Feng Qizi's expression grew increasingly gloomy. Perhaps he was too hasty, because he made several huge mistakes in his actions, which put him in a passive position.
"What a bunch of monsters..."
Feng Qizi practically clenched his teeth as he uttered those words, the sound seeping out from between his teeth.
Clearly, Feng Qizi was in a state of extreme rage at this moment, and all he wanted to do was tear the people in front of him to pieces.
However, he still seemed somewhat powerless, and after uttering a few words of almost incompetent shouting, he retreated in a sorry state.
The thick, dark ink that enveloped the world slowly dissolved as Feng Qizi retreated, while on the other side, the spiritual energy of Long Kui and the others was almost completely depleted.
Once the threat was over, they collapsed to the ground, gasping for fresh air as if trying to alleviate the weakness caused by exhaustion.
But ultimately, things didn't go as planned, and everyone fainted.
There were still over 100,000 Allied troops who hadn't had time to escape. They thought they were going to die, but they never expected to survive. They were so happy that they danced and laughed, as if they had just walked through the gates of hell.
At that moment, Zhou Mu noticed that the group had fainted, and he and Lu Shan quickly helped them up and then took good care of them.
Not long after, the group woke up. Zhou Mu finally breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "You guys really scared me to death."
"You scared me to death," Jing Mu said quietly. "Tell me honestly, how exactly did Lord Long Kui get out?"
This is a question that Jing Mu has wanted to ask for a long time; now he simply has the time.
Zhou Mu thought for a moment, and seeing that no one was paying attention, he explained the whole story of this ridiculous system. In the end, Jing Mu was clearly incredulous.
But it seems there is no more reasonable explanation.
Even if it's said that someone was hired to impersonate him, that's unrealistic. His strength is real, and after reaching the level of a demigod, would he need to fake it? Is there any need to impersonate someone else?
Moreover, Jing Mu had long suspected the strange appearances of Fang Yun, Han Fei, and even Nezha, who was clearly different from this world, but he had never mentioned it.
"You mean, as long as that so-called system detects that you are in danger, it can summon a martial artist who is just as powerful as you?" Jing Mu said.
He was already very excited when he said these words, and even felt a sudden sense of wonder.
Zhou Mu hadn't expected Jing Mu to be so quick-witted. Not only did he quickly sort out his complicated thoughts, but he also discovered the most crucial situation at present.
“That’s right.” Zhou Mu didn’t hide anything and nodded.
"You also said that the system's cooldown period is still a year, which means that after a year, you can summon a martial artist at the level of a spirit god?"
The more Jing Mu spoke, the more excited he became, to the point that his voice unconsciously grew louder. Fortunately, everyone around him was his own people, so no one reacted unusually after hearing it.
Even realizing he had lost his composure, Jing Mu still said nonchalantly, "In other words, as long as my Great Thousand World can hold out for a year, we will see the dawn of victory."
This is much more reliable than that so-called eighteen-person succession plan.
However, this would put all the pressure on Zhou Mu. If Zhou Mu were to falter even slightly, the Great Thousand World would face a devastating blow.
Zhou Mu knew the matter was serious, but even he didn't dare to completely rely on that unreliable system. He immediately said with worry, "Uncle Jing, let's stick to your plan. You have no idea how unreliable that system is. What if we can't summon it...?"
Zhou Mu expressed his concerns.
He thought that Jing Mu would give up after hearing this, but after pondering for a long time, he finally came up with an idea, "Well then, since that's the case, let's do it on two fronts. On one hand, we'll carry out the eighteen-person inheritance plan at all costs, and on the other hand, we'll rely on you."
"To ensure your absolute safety, I will secretly dispatch two Spirit Emperor-level warriors to protect you closely, and they must make me report their whereabouts every day."
As he spoke, he stood up and went about his own business, completely ignoring Zhou Mu, who was still sitting there somewhat dazed.
"Are you really confident that the system won't malfunction by then?" Lu Shan asked in a low voice only after Jing Mu left.
Zhou Mu sighed helplessly, then leaned back slightly and lay down on the grass, saying softly, "I'm not sure either, but given the current situation, I guess we have no choice but to try anything. But... I definitely won't be able to participate in this eighteen-person plan."
Because it was a plan specifically tailored for him.
That is to ensure that the system can start normally after one year. During this period, his personal safety is elevated to the highest level. At this time, let alone bad guys, even a mosquito would probably not be able to get close to him.
But... the price to pay is the loss of all personal privacy. Even when I want to be intimate with Xiao Jiu, I feel like I'm being spied on, and I feel extremely uncomfortable.
at the same time
Inside the extraterrestrial demon camp
Feng Qizi returned extremely weak. Just as he sat down in the armchair to rest, Tian Lu hurriedly walked in.
Upon hearing the news of Feng Qizi's return, he rushed back, eager to share the good news with Feng Qizi and curry favor.
However, Feng Qizi's expression wasn't good, and his aura was weak. He was immediately taken aback and asked, "Clan leader, who beat you up like this?"
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