This time, Opeia panicked a little.
The processing time for applying for the Fifth Universe Heavenly Dao Permission Card is only ten minutes.
More than ten minutes.
Whether it's the erasure of the origin of the Ninth Universe System or being completely imprisoned here.
None of these outcomes were good for Opeia.
However, no matter how much Opeia tried to urge this body with her terrifying, queen-level mental will, she could not make it move an inch.
Basically, aside from moving his mouth, blinking his eyes, and shaking his chest muscles, he does nothing else.
She could only be like a paralyzed person.
Sitting in a wheelchair...
Wait for it to happen.
What worried Opeia even more was...
The right hand of this body seemed to have been inexplicably stimulated because of her mental possession.
Not only did it slowly lift up, but it also touched the three crystal-clear fingernails belonging to the index, middle, and little fingers.
It slowly began to emit a different kind of halo.
Blue, white, purple...
Looking at the fair right hand with a small pineapple sticker on the back and a red string tied around the wrist, it appeared and disappeared in the tri-colored light, becoming increasingly hazy.
At this moment, Opeia felt the terrifying will that belonged to the Queen of Blades, who commanded trillions of Zerg without wavering.
I was momentarily dazed.
It's as if...
I was being watched by a crowd.
Meanwhile, those observers are coldly watching him, considering how to devour him completely.
"Damn it!!!"
With her strong willpower, Opeia suddenly snapped out of her daze.
He wanted to use mental pressure to forcefully press down his right hand.
pity....
It was all in vain.
Opeia's pride in her mental strength was a joke in the face of this body.
"What the hell? It has no soul, yet its mental resistance is still so strong?!"
Opeia was going crazy.
She never expected that her perfectly planned bountiful harvest would go wrong at the last minute.
If I can't take this body with me.
Then all the effort she sacrificed and all the energy she expended was wasted!
Thinking of this, Opeia gritted her teeth inwardly.
"Forget it, let's not try to possess this body for now. Let's take this body out first."
As long as you take it out, there's always a way to slowly prepare it.
However, when Opeia was about to break free of the mental possession, suppress her will, and return to her original form...
An unexpected incident occurred again.
This unexpected event completely panicked Opeia.
"Why...why can't we get out?!"
"You can get in, but you can't get out!??"
"Aaaaaah, it's poisonous! This body is poisonous!!!"
The sudden mental imprisonment drove Opeia to the brink of madness.
But no matter how hard her will struggled, she could not return to her body, which was so close at hand.
A mere hand's length away, yet it feels like an insurmountable chasm.
At this moment, the human body in the wheelchair resembled a cage.
The unprepared Opya was completely trapped inside.
They couldn't move or get out.
"This is... could it be a trap deliberately set by the humans?!" Opeia was on the verge of collapse.
Time passed, second by second.
Having fully grasped the harsh reality, Opeia quickly calmed herself and focused her mind.
"No, time is running out, we have to think of something quickly..."
As the Zerg supreme queen of blades, who rose from the bottom of the Zerg through countless battles and devouring, Opia will not give up so easily.
"Looks like we'll have to postpone it..."
Fortunately, the subtle connection between the spirit and the physical body remains.
Opeia can also give simple commands to her own body.
Opeia then manipulated her physical body, attempting to leave the contraband warehouse by pushing her wheelchair.
The erasure of the system's very essence is no joke.
Opeia did not believe that her clone ability could withstand the system's original attack.
Therefore, the most urgent thing is to get out!
Push! ~
push! !
push! ! ! ! ! ! !
"Damn it, I can't move it at all! How long has it been since this wheelchair was serviced?!"
"The wheels are welded shut, aren't they!?"
For a long time, Opeia's desperate roar echoed in the contraband warehouse, lingering there.
Even the ominous black mist that filled the warehouse of contraband rippled slightly.
seem....
They're laughing at something...
...............................
Blackwater City.
The ancestral home of the Feng family.
Li Qingyu sat cross-legged in the center of the training ground, surrounded by countless middle-aged women, widows, and maids, chattering noisily.
The one closest to Li Qingyu.
These are Li Qingyu's cheap master Mei Hualu, cheap mother Wu Yingying, and cheap uncle Feng Qige.
"Baby, hang in there! Make sure you take good care of yourself, and remember, if you can play it safe, don't take unnecessary risks!~"
"My dear disciple, I've already submitted your application for sect leader to the Happy Sect's elders' council. When you return, you'll be the youngest sect leader in our Happy Sect!"
"Little Qingyu, don't refuse the position of head of the Feng family. I really want to retire. All the maids in the Feng family, big and small, will be handed over to you."
"My good disciple, you should become the sect leader. The title of sect leader sounds much better than that of family head."
"Do you still want your property to be demolished? Do you still want your household registration?"
"These two things should not be confused..."
Li Qingyu had a bit of a headache, but he didn't say much, since the other party had asked for it back himself.
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