In a desert-covered landscape, where the vegetation isn't even as lush as the small grove outside the neighborhood gate and the earthquake has left the ground uneven, stood a magnificent and opulent modern palace.
It was simply an unimaginable feat, and according to Unos,
this palace had been airlifted and assembled by Miyel just a few days ago, even arranging a construction team to level the ground and lay down pipelines, building solar and diesel generators on the mountain.
When Master Fuli saw the palace, his little fox brain instinctively retreated.
Master Fuli was stunned for quite a while before he turned to Unos beside him and said:
"Let's put Miyel's matters aside for now and return to the previous topic. You're saying that not only Vimal is eyeing my body but they're planning to use the name of the World Record Award to snatch my fox's kidney?"
"Let's not talk about anything else now; just tell me, are those people in the Outer or the Rakshasa Country?"
Although Miyel was extremely wicked, she didn't directly threaten him, or his family and friends.
But Vimal and his group were different, they were actually planning to use Ah Qing to trick him out of the country.
Master Fuli's tone didn't change, but his height quietly increased by a few centimeters, and his originally fox-like paws suddenly turned into distinctly fingered hands.
The subtle changes in Master Fuli's physique seemed terrifying in Unos's eyes.
Those spiritual particles, originally just extraordinarily active around Master Fuli, turned into a storm, visibly surging into his body.
Life transcendence.
It was as if through boundless time, under the serendipity and effort of the entire race, the correct route of transcendence chosen was rapidly taking place on the fox.
"......."
Unos was silent for a moment, then said: "As far as I know, currently there's a member named Nene Srick, active in the Haner Mountains of the Outer... I can help arrange a meeting."
While speaking, Unos secretly removed the label of [Fuli's physique is specialized] from his mind, replacing it with [Bharata-level specialized] label.
"What do you need?" Master Fuli asked.
"I don't need anything, just a message," Unos said. "Help me pass a message to the one who instigated the conflict between the Mayflower organization and the Longevity Club."
"Life's miracles have no intent to interfere, we're more than willing to keep secrets, please kindly ignore our existence..."
Unos came to meet with the Security Bureau, busily explaining this and that here.
What he wanted was actually very simple, just a message to be delivered.
He knows who it is.
But he cannot point it out.
The members of Life Miracles are few, even if including the peripheral researchers, there are no more than four thousand people, yet these four thousand people preside over one-third of the Longevity Club projects.
They don't have the energy, nor the interest to meddle in the hunting and devouring rituals of capital landlords.
He is willing to secretly assist and further open some experimental parameters, provided he's not being used as a weapon.
"Arrange a meeting with that guy!" Master Fuli commanded.
"Miyel is very tricky, as long as she's alive, it's hard to resist her neural currents, she..." Unos's voice trailed off, eventually closing his mouth.
Because....
Master Fuli reached back, and a machine in the forest handed him an anti-tank missile.
Yes!
Miyel's abilities are very peculiar; contact might cause nervous system paralysis or even permanent damage.
But....
What has that got to do with my rocket launcher?
You shock me, I blow you up.
"Friend..."
Master Fuli, lifting the anti-tank missile, using the thermal reaction to lock onto the target, glanced sideways at the silent Unos with a disdainful smile and said:
"The twenty-first century indeed belongs to biology...."
"But what does the end of the twenty-first century have to do with the early twenty-first century? For now, this thing works great!"
As Master Fuli finished his words, he directly pulled the trigger, and the anti-tank missile, trailing a plume of smoke, flew out and ignited its secondary stage after ten meters, rocketing towards the white palace at 260 meters per second.
"Boom——"
The high-speed cruising anti-tank missile, following the infrared-guided trajectory, pierced through the window into the palace and exploded terrifyingly near the target at the last moment.
Blazing flames splattered, and the intense impact even jolted the dome glued together with adhesive, perching crookedly on top of the palace.
Master Fuli raised his hand, placing the still warm rocket launcher into Unos's hand.
"Again!"
"You all come along too, this woman Miyel is extremely dangerous. After the missiles, grenades for the cleanup, and a saturation barrage of brass bullets!"
Master Fuli, once again receiving the launcher, started locking onto the palace's thermal signature with the infrared guidance and pulled the trigger.
"Today's expenses, all on Miss Miyel! When I get over there, I'll sell her brothel territory!"
A series of anti-tank missiles, under Master Fuli's command, bombarded and destroyed the palace.
Even those parts that didn't collapse, Master Fuli would toss a couple of grenades to make sure there were no survivors inside.
Miyel, whatever, machine-gun defensive positions.
Any carbon-based life form cannot withstand missiles, if they do, just add a multi-defense grenade.
"So he really is one of your Xia Country foxes." Unos looked at the palace ruins, then glanced at the piled anti-tank missile launch equipment in hand.
"However..... Miyel should not be dead yet. Because I can see her position, she's injured. And the surrounding humidity, initially near one hundred percent, has dropped below forty percent after the bombardment and explosions."
What Unos said, Ansheng didn't hear; once he confirmed the surrounding mist had completely dispersed, he slapped Ba Mountain Mosquito on its behind, and Ba Mountain Mosquito transformed into an antelope, charging towards the palace.
Master Fuli, holding the New Energy Warhammer, rode on the back of Ba Mountain Mosquito, now an antelope, one hand on the animal's back, the other raising the warhammer high.
"Let I come and see.... "
"Your second phase, Miyel!"
The black shadow, moving as fast as a cannonball, Master Fuli hurled a heavy blow forward.
Just climbing out of the ruins, a blonde girl in a half-burnt nightgown, dirty all over, her fair skin covered in large areas of burns, with scattered metal fragments embedded in her skin, dark red blood flowing.
Miyel hadn't yet straightened up, but from the corner of her eye, she saw the black shadow coming at her.
"You..."
Before she could finish speaking, an irregularly shaped hammer directly slammed into her chest.
"Boom——"
The golden-haired girl launched like a shell from a muzzle, her body twisted into an unnatural shape, striking directly into the hillside with solar panels set up, causing the entire grove to tremble, and she embedded deeply into the crater she had created.
The solidified earth cracked and protruded under that majestic force, with many solar panels scattered and falling to the ground.
Embedded amid this, Miyel's dazzling hair, mingling with her head, drooped over the cracked earth like a gleaming blossom, with her as the yellow center of the flower.
Seated on the antelope, Master Fuli's expression remained calm, horizontally positioning the hammer, raising his hand to activate the internal mechanism at the base of the New Energy Warhammer.
A spike protruded from the handle, directly inserting into the irregular battery pack atop the warhammer.
White smoke billowed out swiftly, the severe chemical reaction igniting the warhammer in a fierce blaze.
Master Fuli looked at Miyel, who had no reaction embedded in the ground, not even a breath.
"A biological entity relaxes its muscles upon death; you don't even want to defecate in your pants....."
"How does I supposed to believe you?"
Indeed, when a biological entity dies, its muscles relax, leading to incontinence.
But with Ansheng's limited knowledge of biology, he only remembered that this was a thing, but how long after death this relaxation occurs, Ansheng had long forgotten.