"Watch out!" Cheng Jinyang warned, grimacing in pain as he pulled the bone blade out of his shoulder. "These monsters have powerful ranged attacks!"
No sooner had he spoken than a wave of dizziness hit him-his strength seemed to drain away instantly as blood gushed from his shoulder wound.
Ah, so he shouldn't have pulled it out?
"You fool," Chu Qingqing said with a mix of exasperation and amusement. "Come here, let me stop the bleeding."
She split off two masses of metal and stuffed them into Cheng Jinyang's wound, making him grimace in pain.
But the bleeding quickly stopped.
"Thanks," Cheng Jinyang said weakly.
Then he saw Miss Qingqing manipulating the metal, lifting the part stained with his blood, and sticking out her tongue to lick it.
"Yuck," she said, showing a disappointed expression. "Your blood is so fishy, not tasty at all."
Cheng Jinyang: .........
"Blood is supposed to be fishy," he said. "Qingqing, you're a girl, can't you act normal?"
"You don't understand," Miss Qingqing said, shaking her head.
She suddenly raised her arm, and the surrounding metal shot out like a venomous snake, piercing through the first monster that lunged at them.
Then the metal quickly retracted, carrying a piece of the monster's flesh, which Miss Qingqing brought to her mouth.
"Monster blood is sweet," Miss Qingqing said, smacking her lips. "Jinyang, you're not even as good as a monster."
"...Can you not be so creepy?"
"It's fine, this is a dream. Eating monster flesh won't infect you."
"That's not what I meant. Don't you think your current state is abnormal?"
"You mean, I look especially heroic now, giving you a sense of security?"
"Sister Qingqing," Yang Wangshu typed from behind them. "Stop chatting, more monsters are coming!"
"No problem." Miss Qingqing snapped her fingers, and the metal waves surged again, sweeping the three of them forward rapidly.
The rolling liquid metal first turned into sharp spears, swiftly piercing through one monster, then transformed into massive hammers, smashing a second monster to pieces.
The third monster tried to retreat but its legs were already engulfed by the liquid metal. The metal solidified around its body, then pulled violently in opposite directions, tearing it apart and showering the area with blood.
The fourth monster, originally at the front, was too late to retreat. The metal wrapped around its neck and squeezed tightly, snapping its neck and windpipe. The remaining three monsters stopped at the edge, no longer daring to enter the sea of liquid metal.
However, the metal shells of abandoned cars around them suddenly exploded, trapping the monsters from behind, crushing and grinding them to pieces.
The rolling liquid metal ocean was just a decoy. In reality, the clever Miss Qingqing had extended tiny metal threads along the ground, connecting to the distant abandoned cars and bringing them under her control, significantly extending her attack range.
"Done!" Miss Qingqing shouted excitedly, turning her head to ask, "Any more?"
"No more," Yang Wangshu confirmed, "but..."
"But what?"
"Your adulterer seems to have stopped breathing."
Miss Qingqing let out a short "Ah," and then manipulated the metal to lift Cheng Jinyang- his head lolled to one side, face pale, apparently dead from his severe injuries.
"Jinyang!" Miss Qingqing hugged him tightly, wailing in despair, "You died so miserably!"
Yang Wangshu: ........
Although the other party was well hidden, under the observation of electromagnetic waves, she still found that Sister Qingqing was holding Cheng Jinyang openly, but secretly stabbed him with a metal blade.
Tsk, not moving? Looks like he's really dead.
"What should we do now?" Yang Wangshu asked gloomily. "Should we also commit suicide and then resurrect together with him?"
"What are you thinking!" Chu Qingqing tossed aside Cheng Jinyang's corpse and ground it into powder with flowing metal. "Let's continue fighting! Without him nagging beside us, isn't that just perfect?"
"...Sister Qingqing."
"What's the matter?"
"I remember a poem, 'Green bamboo snake mouth, wasp needle on its tail.'"
"Are you also thinking of accompanying Cheng Jinyang in death, Wangshu?" Miss Qingqing giggled sweetly.
......
Early morning.
Cheng Jinyang woke up groggily from his slumber, momentarily confused.
Wait, last night... I was shot dead by a bone blade?
And then I slept through until morning light just now?
He calmed his mind slightly and began to contemplate.
According to Miss Wang's interpretation of dreams before, the resurrection mechanism is quite complex: if everyone in the dream has died, they enter a rapid resurrection reset phase together. The sequence of resurrection is random, but the timing does not differ significantly.
If only some people have died while others remain alive, then the resurrection time for the deceased depends on the condition of their bodies.
Those who died from gunshot wounds or blade penetrations resurrect within a few minutes; those who died gruesomely with their bodies split in half might take hours to resurrect; if devoured completely by demons with no remnants left, they must wait until others also sacrifice themselves to enter the rapid resurrection phase.
If his memory serves correctly, he should have died last night from internal bleeding caused by a bone blade piercing his shoulder. Normally, with such a wound, the resurrection time shouldn't be long.
And yet, I slept through until dawn, which means...
Qingqing!
As if sensing his anger, Miss Qingqing murmured a few times behind him and hugged him tighter.
The warm and soft oppression.
Hmm, thinking carefully, after all, it was in the dream, and I had already died then. I can't blame her for not protecting my corpse, can I?
Using all his strength, Cheng Jinyang finally struggled out of that fragrant and soft embrace. This girl's embrace unexpectedly had a kind of enchanting charm, making him feel a tempting urge to indulge in it.
"The land of beauties is the hero's grave," the ancients were not deceiving me.
After washing up, leaving the bathroom, both girls unexpectedly were still asleep, so Cheng Jinyang instructed a maid from the clan to guard the door and went to the clan's council chamber office himself.
On the way to the office, he noticed that the traffic in the clan's territory was gradually thinning. Although the sacrifices of several uncles had earned the right to exempt the court's forced conscription, it did not mean that Tianluo's military contracting business would be temporarily suspended—the people in the clan still had to eat.
In the past, relying on the integration of foreign Tianluos, the mortality rate of the Cheng family's Tianluos could be controlled within a certain range. Now that all the foreign Tianluos have been mobilized and gathered by the court, the security situation inside Jiankang City has deteriorated sharply, leading to a high casualty rate for daily Tianluo deployments, which also made him very exhausted.
As for these maids and servants in the clan, most of them came from families of the Cheng clan whose bloodline growth values did not meet the standard for supernatural abilities. Compared to the clan's supernaturals, they had avoided the painful losses in the war.
He even heard the maids discussing privately once, saying fortunately their bloodline growth values did not meet the standard, so they did not have to become supernaturals, and instead escaped unscathed in this war.
Alas, if the Cheng family really perishes, your living environment will immediately undergo a drastic change. The fate that did not fall on you is because we have always stood in front.
Suddenly, a low, sharp whistle came from above. Cheng Jinyang looked up and saw the majestic light pillar of the mothership's main gun falling on the shield of Jiankang City, making the sky momentarily as dazzling as staring directly at the sun.
A moment later, he opened his eyes again and saw that where the shield had been struck by the warship's main gun, a huge gap had already been opened. Countless black dots were pouring in from outside the shield through the unrepaired gap!
He had been working hard to get stronger by fighting monsters, but the progress of the war was advancing too rapidly, as if urging people to run faster.
Damn it, against the current, if you don't move forward, you will fall behind!