It's been four days since I left the Dark Food Festival. On the first day, the people of Xisara took a car and trekked through the rugged and difficult mountain roads, and finally arrived at the nearest city in a day, and bought a train ticket to the nearest big city in the southern regions.

The train was delayed for a long time, and when Cesar and his party arrived in the city, they found that all the flying saucers to the Midlands had been booked, and the nearest airship would not depart until the next day. By the time Cesar got on the dilapidated airship, it was already the third day.

Now, this outrageously old model that is overloaded and slow has just landed and refilled, and continues to sway and float into the sky.

Looking out of the transparent window, the Void Thief and the Void Jellyfish who were constantly being thrown behind by the airship, Doudou asked listlessly: "In a week, will we be late? This will arrive in Bailuo City in the Central Region tomorrow." The white snail is still 108,000 miles away from the black carpet! You have to go to Wusen first, and then turn to the steel structure to reach the black carpet. Oops, our headquarters is so remote. ”

"Don't worry, it's only five days until tomorrow. When I landed just now, Milk and the Black Carpet were contacted, and the Weaving Net City had already rented a flying saucer for us in Bailuo City, and we could transfer as soon as we landed, and then rushed to the Black Carpet City non-stop. The UFO is very fast, a day is enough, and we will have a day to spare. Cesar thought for a moment and comforted.

"That's good!"

Doudou nodded, and his mood was obviously much better. At this moment, a high-speed moving void creature slammed into the glass window beside her, and exploded to death with a 'boom', leaving a pool of bright yellow abstract visceral patterns on the transparent Plexiglas, and then slid down little by little, making Doudou's originally better mood gloomy again.

"Oh oh oh! snatch food! snatch food!" Doudou was disgusted and stopped looking out the window. But Camilla, who had followed Cesar since she was a child and witnessed him dissect countless corpses, leaned on the window with great interest, watching with great interest how a group of Void fish snatched the internal organs that stuck to the window.

Cesar sighed, and no longer took care of Doudou, but continued to pull out a steel plate that was almost four fingers thick. Then extend an index finger and tap the surface of the steel plate continuously. After each fall, change the position, and the dragonfly usually points the water seven times in a row, from the left side of the steel plate to the right side. Then change the line and repeat.

With the regular touch of Sisa, the surface of the steel plate will also explode with one, or several cracks of different depths.

Nana, who sat on Cesar's left, listened. When Cesar finished ordering again, she shook her head and stopped Cesar, saying, "The rhythm is not right, and the strength is not right." From one to seven, at each point, there must be a corresponding number of cracks, no more and no less. Also, you're pushing too hard. I asked you to practice magic fists, and you always used evil fists. ”

"It's easy to say. Cesar crooked his mouth. The face is full of unhappiness.

"My requirements for you are low enough, when the teacher taught me, the cracks that erupted from the magic fist must not only be symmetrical, but also the depth and length of the tear must be the same. ”

said. Nana snatched the steel plate from Sisar's hand, stretched out her index finger and tapped it seven times sharply, all in one go, in less than a second. When she stopped, there was a dense crushing sound on the steel plate at the same time. The seven points touched by her fingers burst out from the inside to the outside at the same time, ranging in number from one to seven, but the length and depth of the cracks were the same. The first path winds vertically downward, the two lines of the second point form a right angle, and the three channels of the third point are 120° to each other...... And so on.

"I ...... You...... , you're a freak!" Seeing Nana's masterpiece, the boss with Cesar's mouth open.

He was able to tear the steel plate just now, using the evil fist, and the power of the 'sharp' attribute used to cut through the steel plate, leaving straight marks. This kind of repeated practice is mainly to exercise the subtle control and lay the foundation for the magic fist. Nana, on the other hand, used a magic fist to destroy the steel plate, transmitting the power of the 'bursting' attribute into the steel plate, and then blasting it in a directional manner, tearing the steel plate from the inside out.

The evil fist is used like a knife, and the cutting direction is controllable. The magic fist is like explosives, unconsciously injected inside, and then detonated from the inside out, causing terrible damage, but it is difficult to control. Seeing Nana's 'bursting' direction of such a precise control of the demon fist, Cesar's self-confidence was once again brutally trampled.

"Don't be discouraged, you've just started cultivating. It took me a month to get to where I am now. Nana encouraged, but it was harsh to hear in Cesar's ear.

Even if I am given two months to learn the magic fist, I may not be able to shrink the bursting atmosphere to less than two centimeters, let alone arrange it evenly, with equal depth and symmetrical angles. Hearing Nana's words, Cesar Yan suspected that the other party was retaliating against him and deliberately exaggerating his achievements.

"Oh, then what are you cultivating again after a month?" asked Cesar unwillingly.

"Forty-seven basic letters!" Nana replied as she should, and then connected a few more dots on the steel plate, spelling out letters with crooked cracks. "After that, the teacher's requirements for me increased, asking me to draw a magic circle with a magic fist. The lines of the magic array are extremely precise, and the lines of the magic fist are very rough, but I have been practicing this for several years. And then it's really different materials......"

"Stop, stop, don't talk! I'm going to be quiet!" Crying Cesar, with her pride, stopped Nana's teachings and plunged headlong into Rita's arms on her right, seeking comfort.

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After two more days of turbulence, Cesar finally emerged from the cramped and suffocating flying saucer and stepped on the solid ground of Black Carpet City. Looking at the endless black moss that covered the trunks of trees and the surface of the houses, and looking up at the gloomy and gray sky shrouded in dead air, the air here is still pleasant to breathe!

"Young master, you're finally back!" Byron, who came to pick up people, hurried to meet him and said. Behind him, Rousseau stood with his book in his hand, while Hugo hid in the shadows not far away, with only Tolkien leading a group of black knights riding dragons, a few warriors clad in steel, and three mages who exuded powerful elemental energy.

"Is your team alive?" Cesar glanced at Tolkien's Legion of the Ring, nineteen puppets, no more, no less, almost all of them touched the threshold of the suffering level, and this guy also climbed to the lower position. Looking at Rousseau again, he has also risen to the level of harm. As for Hugo, it's too far to be seen. But this guy's body. It was the most expensive one at the beginning, and now it will never be worse than Rousseau, and it may not even be possible to restore the field.

"The number is complete, but the quality is still very low, and it needs to be carefully cultivated to form combat effectiveness. Tolkien modestly touched his white beard, but the pride and pride in his tone could not be concealed. Even the look in Byron's eyes was a little defiant.

Cesar was absent for most of the month, and everything on the black carpet was handed over to Byron and a few people to take care of. Without the powerful butler of milk, without the assistance of Molière, the 'bargaining maniac', Rita, who never makes mistakes, is gone, and even Camilla, a dangerous but useful embezzler, has run away, and management matters have fallen on Byron's head.

It's a pity that the bald head's brain is full of muscles, let him go to the hardest, Byron's fighting intelligence can rise to more than ninety, but when it comes to management, finances. His intelligence will soar below twenty. In the end, the power of ruling the black carpet fell into Tolkien's hands. While taking care of the affairs of the 'Pioneer of Insect Repellent', the old man also completed the nineteen undead puppets under the pretense of public and private affairs, and his comprehensive strength was improved to the first, and he thought that he would definitely be able to surpass the old men such as Milk and Byron and get the weight of Cesar.

It's a pity that he made a mistake, and the scum like Cesar has always been cronyism. He always trusts only in soul contracts and blood relations: sister = Elsa = Camilla = Rita = queen ≥ little snail > little sister > milk > Byron > Molière. What's more, whether it's Rita or Elsa. They are all types with excellent talents. Rita alone can solve a qiē problem, not to mention that in the swamp, there is also a snake demon queen equipped with a 'mother nest'? Tolkien is destined to have no future in his life.

Selectively ignoring Tolkien's overtures, Cesar nodded to Byron, taking the maid and pet with him. and my sister and little sister, squeezed into the stretch car together. Hela gave Doudou a look, followed behind the Blood Sea Royal Sister, and got into another car. Milk was helpless and sat in the same car with Byron. Start exchanging intelligence and stay up to date with the latest news on the black carpet.

Back at the villa, Cesar first accompanied Dorothy, Nana, and Ichi Ruo to choose a room, and then hurriedly called the Weaving Net City to report, and then went to the bank to see if the remuneration of the Sun Palace had arrived, and after a bunch of trivial things, he returned home.

It was already evening, and they lived in the next building, and Cesar's villa was all sisters except for him and Hull. It was supposed to be a pleasing thing to the eye and a pleasure. After all, there is not a single ugly girl around Cesar, not even an ordinary-looking one, and the worst quality is a rare breed of 'Korokotai' like Hull. But as soon as he pushed open the door and entered the living room, he noticed that something was wrong.

If Aedes stabbed Nana's black knife in Steel City, and also pit Rita, for Dorothy's sake, the two sides didn't care. Now that Cesar is gone, the only mosquito lady in the villa who has nothing to do with Cesara has naturally become the target of attack. It's just a blink of an eye, and the three strongest field-level women began to confront each other again.

Cesar, who was accustomed to seeing this kind of scene, naturally bent down to bypass the invisible light released by the three of them looking at each other, and pulled out a chewed snack packaging bag from the mouth of the Tyrannosaurus rex, and then clapped his hands and shouted: "Stop playing, don't you play! You stare at each other every day, don't you have sour eyes? Come on, come on, prepare dinner, and continue to compete when you are full." Rita, go to the kitchen to prepare, Nana, you go and help chop vegetables, Sister Ruo, you are from Dongzhou, how about cooking a few dishes for everyone? ”

Cesar tricked the three goddesses into the kitchen, and only then did he find time to read the information compiled by Rousseau.

It had been a week since the meteorite fell into the forest on the southern outskirts of the city, and it was daytime on the day of the incident, and most of the people in the city watched the fireball to the scene of the fall, and then the ground shook and the smoke and dust flew, shattering the glass of many buildings in the Black Carpet City. Such a big movement can't be covered up at all, and then the five major gangs hired migrant workers to block the forest at the same time, and the rumors of meteorites are even more uproarious, and people from the nearby steel city come by car every day to inquire about the news. Among them are curious citizens with good deeds, and there are spies with bad intentions.

In short, the accommodation business in the old district is booming, with crayfish nightclubs, tuna bars, iron lunch box casinos, and Cesar's Black Boxing Stadium all doing thriving, except for the undead wholesale business run by the Black Cavalry. According to Byron's miscellaneous fish, due to the increase in customer flow, everyone can collect several more protection fees every day, the probability of theft has also increased significantly, and the food level of nursing homes and orphanages has been significantly improved, and has initially reached the level of supporting the elderly and growing up with the young. The charity and welfare undertakings of Black Carpet City have been able to be undertaken by the gang independently, which is really gratifying!

Byron's next plan is to build a school to teach orphans all kinds of fighting, kidnapping, threats and extortion, thousands of extortion, and theft skills, and cultivate new blood for the 'deworming pioneers', so that they can have a skill, not worry about starvation, not become useless waste, and hold their heads high. At the same time, it provides a large number of jobs to complete the strong and useful and build a harmonious society.

Turning the useless first page, Cesar continued reading, and his face slowly darkened. Due to the constraints of multiple supervisions, the five major forces were worried that the other party would secretly seize the meteorite, and all cadres like Byron were monitored, and there was almost no chance to make a move. On the second day of the confrontation, the parties agreed that members above the level of the affected party would not be allowed to enter the forest, and that ordinary personnel could be sent into the forest to search and investigate and collect records.

Although it is known that the meteorite contains extraterrestrial life matter, has terrible adaptability and evolutionary speed, and is an extremely dangerous biological weapon, due to the inaction of all parties, the meteorite is finally allowed to evolve and grow, and those strange alien life forms have polluted most of the forest, but there is still no one to control it.

As for the fly goblins that they raise, it's even more annoying. These petty tempers only recognize Cesar and Elsa, and reluctantly accept the Queen's leadership. At that time, Cesar was still in the Southern Regions, and Byron ran to spread the word, but unfortunately the gadgets didn't pay attention to Byron at all. Not only that, but they also sent a large number of highly poisonous self-detonating demon flies, and drove him out with poisonous needles and self-explosions all the way.

The last few pages of the information detail how the fly goblins were lawless and evil, took the forest for themselves, and built fly nests in the area shrouded by the sub-gods, destroying the ecological balance of the forest, violently killing and devouring ordinary creatures, frantically breeding demon flies, and finally turning the forest into a dead domain.

However, these little things are very shrewd and do not leave the radiation range of the sub-divine vein. The people outside the forest were afraid of the seventeen-year-old cicadas, and although they noticed the changes in the forest, they did not rush into the investigation of the situation.

It wasn't until after the meteorite fell that all parties focused their attention on the southern suburbs of the forest, only to find that the seventeen-year-old cicada, which had been in existence for countless years, had been occupied by a group of mutated demon palace spiral flies and doves at some point. Unlike the seventeen-year-old cicada, which has a mild personality and rarely takes the initiative to attack, the Demon Palace screw fly is a notorious insect plague, and once it becomes large, it is a pest-level disaster.

The Demon Palace Spiral Fly is a terrifying species, but when they mutate, what will be terrifying? When this group of mutants occupies a sub-divine vein, how far will it evolve? The day after the meteorite fell, several major forces of the black carpet sent representatives for the first time to make contact with the Demon Fly Lady behind the Demon Fly. (To be continued......)