Chapter 135 Military Focus
As He Jianzhu smiled softly, her plain black dress began to slowly fade away and float away.
Xia Feng subconsciously reached out to grab it, but found nothing, and the spiritual energy in his palm continued to overflow.
"The third and most important point is, be careful of Mu Qingtong." Her smile gradually faded, leaving only a faint whisper in the air.
The giant octopus in the distance also disappeared as He Jianzhu disappeared.
As soon as Xia Feng thought about it, the hundreds of people in the octopus's head were immediately driven out of the disaster area and returned to the present world.
After Xia Feng gained authority over the Disaster Realm, he noticed the situation outside. There were four military personnel far away. It would be appropriate to hand over these residents of the Disaster Realm, who had been isolated from the outside world for many years, to the authorities.
Although he saved these people from the disaster zone, Xia Feng did not accept their gratitude in person, because for these people, leaving the disaster zone might not be a good thing.
How will the authorities deal with these people in the end? Will they give them a ticket to prison, or will they pardon them for the sake of the rules of the disaster zone?
It’s none of Xia Feng’s business.
Mu Qingtong was the only one left in the space, and she came to Xia Feng.
"Your mother's spirit just dissipated. Is she dead?" Xia Feng was a little confused.
The woman in the black dress shook her head. "She has many clones. It's not easy to kill her."
".Did you hear what I was asking? I didn't ask you if it was easy to kill her."
"Mr. Xia, you seem to have a good impression of He Jianzhu?" The woman in the black dress tilted her head, her quiet little face staring at Xia Feng quietly, her eyes clear.
Xia Feng spread his hands: "At least now it seems that she has great goodwill towards me, and she wants to help me get the Holy Solution~ Do you know how difficult it is to get the Holy Solution~"
Xia Feng blinked and asked, "Your relationship with your daughter seems to be a little bad. Can I ask why?"
“.”
Mu Qingtong pursed her lips and did not answer the question. She just said softly: "Mr. Xia, I just want to warn you. Be careful of He Jianzhu. She is very dangerous."
"Why?"
"No reason."
“.”
Okay, okay, one told me to be careful of Mu Qingtong, and the other told me to be careful of He Jianzhu, but they didn't tell me the reason. They are both playing riddles with me, right? Xia Feng was really impressed.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. We should leave."
Even if he had the one-time right to use this disaster realm, Xia Feng would not be able to stay here for too long before the rules of the disaster realm were reshaped.
Xia Feng sensed that there were many entrances and exits in the Seven-Eyed Disaster Realm. He located an exit that was a little further away from Yuanhe Town.
The two escaped from the disaster.
Next, Xia Feng sold 3 second-level Lingzang fruits and 10 Lingzhu fruits to Mu Qingtong.
Both the second-level Lingzang Fruit and the Zhuling Fruit were rarely circulated on the market and had no clear pricing, so Mu Qingtong proposed that one second-level Lingzang Fruit be priced at 200 million imperial coins and one Zhuling Fruit be priced at 300 million imperial coins.
Xia Feng felt that a total of 3.6 billion imperial coins was a bit unrealistic, so he asked Mu Qingtong when he would pay.
Mu Qingtong said calmly that he would owe the money first and he would set the interest.
Xia Feng was completely convinced. This woman was so confident that she could pay back the money. Was she going to rob a bank?
But Xia Feng was too lazy to care about so many things. Money didn't matter. He just wanted Mu Qingtong to eat well, sleep well, and practice hard every day.
So he agreed to the price and very generously said that there would be no interest.
The transaction was concluded very pleasantly and fairly.
Mu Qingtong finally said that she had eaten too many Lingzang fruits recently and needed to go back and sort out the structure of the spiritual particles.
Xia Feng wholeheartedly agreed with this move and said that he would go back to sort out the structure of the spirit particles and surprise the weak Miss Mu when they meet!
The two of them parted ways temporarily.
Of course, Xia Feng did not go home, but followed Miss Jianzhu's instructions and went to the suburbs of District 51.
The guidance would give him a mysterious feeling, allowing him to sense the vague location of the 50 ml holy solution.
The closer the distance, the clearer this vague sensation will become.
The materials required for Holy Elimination are 100 ml of Holy Elimination Liquid, the Path of Revealing Life, and 100 pieces of Obsidian of this attribute.
There are many things needed, but if 100 ml of Holy Elixir is gathered, there will be a brief opportunity to feel the Holy Elixir. Now he has 40 ml of Holy Elixir. If he can get another 50 ml, he will be close to his goal.
Soon, he came to the outside of a forest.
Two rows of lush, shade-bearing trees surround the tree-lined path, and the slightly dim road stretches to an unknown end.
Xia Feng stood at the entrance of the path. Right in front of him was a white-painted signboard with eye-catching bright red words.
[Military area ahead, no entry for those without permission]
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"Diamonds? Clubs?"
One of White Dragon Walker's men, holding a notebook, pushed up his glasses, looked up, and asked in surprise, "You said those two people from the Peach Organization called themselves Diamonds and Clubs? Did you hear correctly?"
The outer edge of the mountain.
The Four of Diamonds and the Source of Percentage were not here. The one being interrogated by the military was one of the five spiritual masters who survived the disaster.
The man said excitedly, "Of course I heard it right. I heard them talking to those two fourth-level bosses. That's how they introduced themselves."
“Are they wearing masks?”
"No."
"Oh?" A woman in military uniform stepped forward. "Then can you draw their appearance?"
"Of course, of course. I'm a professional painter." The spiritual master nodded quickly.
"Speaking of which, sir, are they really from the Peach Organization? That's incredible!" He said excitedly as he drew, then sighed with regret, "Oh, if I had known earlier I would have been brave enough to take a photo with them!"
Ever since the Peach Organization saved Area 51, it has become famous and has many fans on the Internet. Obviously, this spiritual master is one of them.
"Stop talking and start drawing!" the woman in military uniform said coldly.
The spiritual master quickly drew the appearance of a man and a woman.
They were just two ordinary, ordinary faces. They probably weren't their true appearances. The uniformed woman observed them and shook her head. She looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Master Bailong, the Tao Organization has two new members. Their strength is unpredictable, and they seem to be related to He Jianzhu. Do we need to report them immediately?"
A middle-aged man was squatting on a rock in flip-flops, holding the end of a cigar and puffing out smoke. Judging from his appearance, he didn't look like a sixth-level Venerable at all.
"Hey, that's interesting. It seems like this Peach Organization has been having a hard time with those stupid, powerful people behind Area 51 lately."
He exhaled mist and sighed, his deep eyes staring quietly at the distant mountain wall.
A large section of the thousand-meter-long mountain wall that originally stretched across the front suddenly disappeared, as if a quarter of the entire mountain had been bitten off by a dog.
That was the result of the disaster situation collapsing in an instant.
"Send the information to the local Holy Ministry." The middle-aged man patted his trouser legs and stood up. "As for the disciples, I will report to them personally and see if we need to send more investigators."
"yes!"
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Xia Feng stood in front of the 'No Trespassing' sign, frowning in thought, when he suddenly sensed a violent spatial fluctuation.
He reacted quickly and immediately used the invisibility and Qingtong mask to hide his body.
“Whoosh—”
On the notice board, a one-meter-high eye narrowed its eyes. A man covered in blood crawled out of the eye in a panic and fell to the ground.
At the same time, a majestic yet weak humming voice echoed through the air: "Forcibly escaping from the disaster zone consumes too much energy. I need to sleep and recover for a while. You are on your own."
(End of this chapter)
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