In the subway tunnel.
Puppets densely populate the entire tunnel, some standing blankly on the tracks, others wandering on either side.
These soul-like, almost zombie-like creatures bear an uncanny resemblance to beautiful adult human females on the outside. Of course, that's assuming there's no prey in sight.
Once any living person dares to appear within their sight, they swarm over, greedily and ferociously tearing them to pieces.
Ordinary humans are incapacitated almost instantly by gunshot wounds, but these puppets are designed without pain or the incapacitation from blood loss, each possessing a robust physique honed like that of special forces soldiers.
Beyond them are the "monsters and demons," creatures of a higher order that have transcended human limits, belonging to a whole new realm.
Yet at this moment, these puppets aimlessly walk or stand, completely unaware that above their heads, three people are silently passing by.
Cheng Jinyang maintains gravity reversal mode, allowing everyone to pass without traversing the puppet-infested ground; Yang Wangshu handles electromagnetic wave detection, confirming the absence of higher-order demons ahead in the tunnel.
Xing Yuanzhi is prepared for emergencies-if they accidentally encounter a higher-order demon, she will deploy the seventh-grade algorithm "Iron Body Bind" to render it virtually immobile.
From Lujiazui Station all the way to Century Avenue Station, they confirm that the surrounding tunnels and platforms are filled with puppets, with no higher-order demons among them. So, the three return along the same path to Lujiazui Station.
"No higher-order demons," Cheng Jinyang informs as he helps the others return to the surface.
Then he notices on both sides of Lujiazui Station's platform, the puppets' bodies strewn everywhere. Clearly, during their reconnaissance, many puppets had surged down from the toll area above and were dealt with by Qingqing and Teacher Li.
Miss Qingqing is quite violent, with metallic cutting marks all over the bodies, limbs and pieces strewn everywhere, blood flowing freely. Xing Yuanzhi just takes a glance and turns away silently.
Teacher Li, on the other hand, handles things more aesthetically pleasingly; there's basically no blood or wounds. The dead puppets either have their necks twisted or chests sunken, resembling the gentle fist technique in Naruto, killing without a drop of blood, all internal injuries.
"Qingqing, learn from Teacher Li. Don't make it so bloody, okay?" Cheng Jinyang jokes, seeing Xing Yuanzhi turn away in disgust.
"Why?" Miss Qingqing immediately protests, "If killing doesn't involve bloodshed, isn't that pointless, just like taking off pants and farting? It's redundant!"
"I didn't mean it that way," Li Qingwan gently interjects, "It's just that I didn't have any weapons on hand, so I had to resort to unarmed combat to take lives."
"If that's the case, let me help," Miss Qingqing manipulates the metal, forming a knife for her to wield, "Can this work?"
"A long knife would be better," Li Qingwan suggests.
"Like this?" Chu Qingqing reshapes the handle into a longer blade swiftly.
Taking the long-handled broadsword, Li Qingwan casually swings it a few times. This thing is made entirely of metal and is heavy, but in Li Qingwan's hands, it's agile and light, as if it weighs nothing, making people admire her strength.
After confirming there are no higher-order demons ahead, Miss Qingqing spreads her hands, and all the exposed metal on the platform begins to surge, forming a subway car in the tunnel.
Okay, it's just a single car, the front covered with thick metal armor and sharp spikes.
"Come on, everyone get on board," Miss Qingqing acts like a subway attendant, warmly inviting everyone to board this 'subway car head,' giggling, "This 'grass-cutting' train is about to depart, everyone please board in an orderly manner~"
"Can this thing run?" Cui Jinqi doubts, looking at the lone car, thinking the exterior looks good, but does it have the detailed internal mechanisms like driving wheels and transmission structures? Miss Qingqing's computing power is terrifying indeed?
"Of course it can't run," Chu Qingqing shows an inexplicable expression, "It's just a shell!"
"But it can fly," Cheng Jinyang earnestly adds.
Then everyone suddenly realized that for someone with the ability of universal gravitation, there was no need for any power structure—whether it's a rock or anything else, they could make it fly.
In the realm of physical movement, universal gravitation was as versatile and useful as a multi-functional military shovel, which explained why the Cheng family could become an established "military family."
So the girls boarded the carriage and found that Miss Qingqing had thoughtfully condensed handles on it, allowing everyone to grab onto something stable.
Somehow, a bad feeling suddenly arose...
"Is everyone standing steady?" Cheng Jinyang had already positioned himself at the very front, peering through the cracks in the metal armor at the dark tunnel ahead. "Let's start moving then."
As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage began to move.
For someone with the ability to manipulate universal gravitation, it was quite simple to get a subway car with wheels moving. Just direct the universal gravitation of the car's body slightly downwards and forwards, and it's like turning the horizontal ground into a downhill slope—naturally accelerating the vehicle forward.
Soon, the subway car's speed picked up, accompanied by a large number of puppet corpses appearing ahead, all of which were sent flying by the metal spike armor at the front of the car. The girls felt their bloodline concentration increase once again.
Moreover, this surge in bloodline concentration increase seemed to be even more effective than the previous "metal winch" method.
However, as the group of puppet corpses blocking the way became increasingly dense, the subway car's front end started shaking from the continuous impacts. Everyone hurriedly gripped the handles nearby, anxious not to lose their balance and fall.
"Jinyang, are you okay?" Chu Qingqing was somewhat worried because the number of puppets piled up ahead far exceeded her expectations. Could our car be forcibly stopped by their massive flesh and blood?
"Don't worry! I'm driving, and no one can stop us!" Cheng Jinyang said confidently. "Yuanzhi, increase the mass of the car body!"
Xing Yuanzhi silently adjusted the mass of the car's front end. Sure enough, as the weight of the car's front end rapidly increased, the floor, which had been bumping up and down under their feet, stabilized.
"It really is a perfect match." Li Qingwan exclaimed.
After all, she came from the Longxi Li family, known for martial arts, so naturally she could see how the Cheng and Xing families, one controlling "force" and the other controlling "mass," complemented each other in combat.
However, nearby, Cui Jinqi felt something was off and coldly snorted, saying, "Perfect match? It's just using their bloodline abilities in coordination. How did you conclude they're a perfect match?"
"I'm talking about their ability to complement each other." Li Qingwan smiled.
Cui Jinqi then realized this and snorted again, not saying anything further.
Xing Yuanzhi just smiled faintly, showing a look of "I won't argue with her."