The longer he worked for Zhang Lisheng, the more Charlie felt that the ordinary young man around him had an unfathomable taste.

Thinking of the scene of the natives who had just inadvertently seen him on the island of the Otherworldly Realm, Charlie thought for a long time and said cautiously: "Boss, the plan you proposed is certainly feasible, but it may be carried out a little later.

With our complete overwhelming advantage, I estimate that the vast majority of the slaughterhouse owners in the eight metropolitan areas of Los Angeles and Chicago will compromise with LS, so that in seven or eight months at most, the group can complete a new round of expansion.

At that point, you'll be able to raise money again, and once you've got enough money, it's just a matter of doing business. ”

At the beginning of the night, suddenly the steamer's whistle 'woo...' honked a few times, and then the cruise ship broke the waves in the sea under the escort of the destroyer, and slowly moved forward, Zhang Lisheng looked at the island that was gradually moving away and asked, "Won't it be too late?"

"Definitely not boss," Charlie pointed to the frigates on both sides of the steamer, and said confidently: "Although I don't know what dangers are in this sea area, but at present, every voyage from the otherworldly world to New York Newport needs to be escorted by warships.

A powerful warship is the cost of hundreds of millions of meters, and the amount of investment can be said to be very large, at least within three years, the government is unlikely to completely withdraw, which means that in the next few years, we have the opportunity to intervene at any time. ”

Hearing these words, Zhang Lisheng nodded silently, and looked up at the stars in the sky of the otherworldly realm. The mouth squirmed slightly for unknown significance.

He didn't say anything more until the ship docked in New Harbor, New York, and returned to his office in the workshop's commuter car.

Charlie and Edward took their leave when they returned to the workshop, and Maddie stayed with the young man until eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and had to rush back to New York City at the urging of his parents' phone calls.

When Zhang Lisheng was alone in the office, he searched the Internet for a while for the posts posted by the returning passengers after the opening of the Otherworldly Realm, and after reading it hastily, he muttered: "There are many people who feel the ferocity of those natives of the Otherworldly Realm.

But blind self-confidence still prevails, it's really arrogant Mi people..."

Unconsciously pursing his lips, Zhang Lisheng stood up from the office chair. I walked over to the glass wall and looked out at the dark night. Turning around, he drove the 'Nine Sons' out of the trench under the factory and flew up.

According to the precedent of the mountain toad, the island dragon, and the crocodile dragon, the nine sons, who have been refined five times by the word 'transformation' and have devoured millions of tons of blood food, should be on the verge of 'transformation' at this time, but when it shows its body in front of the owner. It's a little bit bigger than it was a few months ago. But the image has not changed much.

"It seems that only a few worms can be refined into witch worms. Just as only a very small number of witch worms can possess 'supernatural powers', witch insects with supernatural powers are not only able to 'transform'. The premonition in his heart came true, and Zhang Lisheng touched it in disappointment and hovered in front of his eyes. The ugly hornet, bent and nearly eighty centimeters long, said, "As the saying goes, there are no more than three things."

Zhang Lisheng, Zhang Lisheng, your luck has been so good that three witch worms in a row have successfully transformed, what else do you want.

Recall the tattered tatters you saw in South Africa driven by the young sorcerers who also practiced the 'witch' path to death, and imagine how surprised they would be if they got a witch worm like the 'Nine Sons'...

He was muttering great truths to comfort himself, but the young man was still sullen in his heart.

Thinking that the mountain toad was easily caught by sacrificing a green mule, and the island dragon bought it directly by accident, these two witch insects can be said to be effortless.

But the third witch insect crocodile dragon was wandering around the Amazon jungle by himself, and he had performed hundreds of 'gathering' magic tricks to nothing, and finally relied on a bizarre coincidence of 'python crocodile fighting', and his own fishing profit was finally obtained, and the hardships and coincidences were simply indescribable.

If the good luck runs out, every time in the future, you will rely on the probability of refining witch insects and then cultivating them to 'metamorphosis', it is conceivable that it will be normal to not succeed in seven or eight years.

Zhang Lisheng, who had no choice but to resign himself to his fate, sighed helplessly, and drove the 'Nine Sons' back to the trench of the workshop, walked to the side of the refrigerator, opened the door, took out a can of ice Coke, and poured it into his stomach in one go.

With a long sigh of relief, he stopped thinking nonsense, strode out of the office building, and drove out of the workshop.

Tonight, the once quiet, dark wasteland outside the new LS slaughterhouse was as lively as a grand party.

Countless demonstrators and would-be 'new cowboys' gathered in unison, with their headlights on, playing cacophony and enjoying barbecue and beer.

Many young men and women had even gotten wood and iron buckets out of nowhere, and sat around them by bonfire, and from time to time a couple held hands and walked into the dark depths of the wilderness.

After driving along the road for a while, and finally seeing the crowd gradually thinning out, Zhang Lisheng muttered to himself in the car: "It's just right here...", and turned the 'explorer' into the field with the steering wheel.

Honking the horn, he carefully drove the car to a deserted place on the beach.

The weather in New York is close to September, the day is very hot, the night is cool, especially the temperature is very low by the beach, but for Zhang Lisheng, who has metamorphosis, such low temperature will not cause any obstacles at all.

He stripped naked in the RV, let the dragons and lizards that shrank to the size of dolls grab his body, opened the car door and quickly stepped on the delicate and moist sea sand, and rushed into the sea.

After a while, a faint mist began to appear on the sea under the bright moonlight, and after the mist appeared, it gradually became intense and ethereal, and finally showed a milky white color, fluttering up into the sky.

In the clouds and mist, Zhang Lisheng turned into a giant with a body length of three meters and a faintly dense yellow and blue scales around his body, riding on a dragon more than ten meters long, looking at the huge stars that had become extremely bright in the sky, and flew in the direction of the otherworldly island.

Those Tudinan exiles who stayed in the 'Gathering Place' of the Human Beings of the 'Sea Shrimp No. 2 World's Realm' who could recognize him as he really were and know his real name were pierced into Zhang Lisheng's flesh like a thorn, making him extremely unhappy and eager to try to solve this trouble as soon as possible.

Relying on the ability to 'stargaze and distinguish the way' accumulated in the days when he was lost in the otherworldly realm, Zhang Lisheng's mouth was "hissing and hissing...", maintaining absolute calmness in his mind, and slowing down and considering the difference in the angle between the stars in his heart in the evening.

In the end, the direct route was really copied, and in the middle of the night, I saw the outline of the otherworldly island again.

"Success!", riding on the neck of the dragon's head, the young man shouted in surprise, driving the witch worm to break through the clouds and mist in the air and make a big circle, avoiding the berth, and falling to the edge of the jungle directly opposite the gate outside the 'gathering place'.

And just as he hovered over the top of the canopy of the dense forest, the 'yellow alert', which symbolized the appearance of a potential enemy, had quietly flashed in the 'gathering place', causing the garrison on duty to urgently mobilize.

Within ten seconds, the artillerymen of the city walls, who were in the first line of defense, were all in place.

Standing at the head of the wall, blowing the cold wind, looking at the magical witch insects hovering in the air in the distance, they gasped and whispered bitterly, "It's not a big guy, but it looks like it can fly and run, and the radar observation says that the speed is still very fast, it seems that our luck is not very good." ”

"Maybe it's just a false alarm, don't be so pessimistic, Panoch, maybe those two guys will walk away soon..."

"Don't dream about it, Scott, I think the commander on duty is about to upgrade the alarm to orange.

Don't underestimate these guys who flew in front of the 'gathering place' and didn't do anything, it's much more difficult to deal with than those big monsters who braved artillery fire and missiles to roar and crash into each other..."

Suddenly, a loud shout of unknown meaning interrupted the speculation of the American soldiers, and then they suddenly heard a shout from the fur-clad natives behind them who had not had time to leave the 'gathering place' when they closed the gate because they had come too late or the transaction was not going well, and they were sleeping directly on the hard, cold concrete floor outside.

Four or five people got up and ran desperately to the closed metal gate of the 'gathering place', slapping wildly.

According to the ban on overnight stays in the 'gathering place', the behavior of these natives at this time was enough for the night guards to kill them instantly, after all, in this dangerous otherworldly island, the slightest commotion could turn into a terrible catastrophe.

Coincidentally, today is the first day of navigation between 'Shrimp Island B1' and the Anthropocene, and too many civilians have poured into the 'gathering place'.

And these natives who are banging on the gate are obviously echoing the powerful creatures of the otherworldly realm outside the 'gathering place', and if you kill them rashly, it is likely to trigger revenge and have extremely tragic consequences.

In a bunker crisscrossed by a wide corridor crisscrossing the 'gathering place', Luo Lin, the supreme commander of the US military in the 'Sea Shrimp No. 2 World Realm', wore pajamas and slippers and roared loudly in front of the adjutant: "The politicians in Washington are simply idiots, shoehorning so many civilians into us..."

"They are indeed heavy generals, but now is not the time to discuss this matter...", looking at the gray-haired, tall and thin old man with a striking huge hooked nose, the adjutant reminded in a low voice.

"I know it, Lacey, I know it, it doesn't matter if you die one or two, but if you die dozens or hundreds on the first day, I can only pat my ass and retire early.

It seems that our best choice is to compromise and let those crazy natives go, which is a bad precedent, very bad!" )