Free Web NovelShen Baiwei had actually met Lu Yibei a long time ago. It was during the period when she was ordered by Elder Thoth, the third seat of the Elder Council, to investigate what the Eclipse Society President had done in Hua City, and incidentally, to rendezvous with the heavily injured Cicada, to prevent Cicada from falling into the hands of the Night Watch and being used as leverage.
Although what she saw at the Hua Yu Sunshine Resort Hotel that time was only an image of the past glimpsed through her authority, even so, she still deeply realized the terror of the Calamity.
Towering flames enveloped the vast resort hotel, and all that could be seen was dazzling crimson. The alluring figure vaguely visible in the firelight cruelly defeated those who blocked her path one by one, like a demon crawling out of the fiery hell.
Later came the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in Hua City, the defeat of the Big Boss's gambling game at the Dream Come True Entertainment City, and the dancing sword shadows on the highway in Shizhou City...
She followed in the footsteps of the Eclipse Society President, gleaning information useful to the Elder Council from his past, yet time and again, she witnessed the “atrocities” of the Calamity.
Now, standing about one hundred meters away from the Calamity, feeling the lingering Spiritual Energy fluctuations around her, Shen Baiwei's heartbeat noticeably quickened.
Previously, her understanding of the Calamity came entirely from peeking into the past; she had never truly come into contact with the ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ Calamity. Even when she and Kurban Reheman had lured the Calamity into Fang Ji's trap, it was a long-distance interaction under the premise of a relatively well-thought-out plan.
But now, to stop the Calamity from continuing to touch the past, she had to get close to the Calamity, and the situation instantly changed.
It was like discovering a thief in your house in the middle of the night, finding a weapon for self-defense, and following the sound, only to find the thief is 180 cm tall, weighs 180 kg, has no excess fat, holds a shotgun, and reveals a sinister grin.
How to put it? One can only say that with this level of skill, she could have directly committed armed robbery, yet she chose to be a thief... So gentle, it's truly tear-jerking.
“......”
After a moment of distraction, Shen Baiwei shook her head, collected her thoughts, and silently activated her Spirit Mark authority.
Some things, she felt, needed to be confirmed.
As a 'tick-tock' sound, like an illusion, echoed in her ears, the light and shadow in front of her flickered, and then the scenery within her sight quietly took on a grayish hue.
In an instant, it was as if all sounds receded from this world, and dead silence suddenly descended. The breeze stopped blowing, yet the branches of the twisted trees not far away remained in the posture of being moved by the wind.`
As if a pause button had been suddenly pressed, everything within sight froze in that instant.
Shen Baiwei could even see tiny dust particles, lifted by the breeze, suspended motionless in front of her.
Then...
As her thoughts shifted, everything in front of her began to move, as if time, which had been still, resumed its flow.~
Looking towards the small courtyard not far away, she saw “Lu Qingyi” walking back and forth around the back annex of the courtyard. Accompanied by a series of low incantations, she quickly set up various defensive Spells around the back annex, then entered the back annex and repeated a similar action.
As if dragging a video's progress bar, after repeatedly watching “Lu Qingyi's” actions from moments before, Shen Baiwei's mouth twitched slightly, and she gasped in a cool breath, as if with a toothache.\"
“Hiss—! Good thing I checked beforehand. The Calamity is indeed as crazy as ever...”
She had repeatedly confirmed that before her arrival, the Calamity had set up more than thirty different types of defensive Spells outside that back annex.~
After the Calamity entered the back annex, judging by the flashes of Spell casting visible through the room's window, the Calamity had set up at least a dozen defensive Spells inside the back annex as well.
Furthermore, about thirty minutes after entering the back annex, the Calamity had even reinforced and consolidated the internal Spells...
Stopping the activation of her Spirit Mark authority, Shen Baiwei patted her chest and let out a long sigh.
“Whew—!”
She was relieved that her guess was not off, and that she hadn't, in a moment of impulse, rushed into that back annex to confront the Calamity.
Wrapped in thirty layers of Spells inside and thirty layers outside, currently, only the mad Shaman King could force his way into that back annex and remain unharmed.
But after her relief, she quickly frowned and muttered to herself, “But in that case, I can only wait for her to come out before making any plans...”
“Come to think of it, isn't there actually a way to contact the Calamity?”
After the initial tension of meeting the Calamity, a slightly calmer Shen Baiwei looked down at the small notebook in her hand. In the section concerning the Calamity's temperament, she found words like “contradictory” and “responds to gentleness, not force.”
Although she had witnessed the terror of the Calamity when peeking into the Eclipse Society President's past, she had also seen the Calamity's gentleness.
It was very contradictory; sometimes she would torment enemies to the point of wishing for death, but at other times, she would step forward for people who had little to do with her.
Even for people like Hua Xieyu and Fang Ji, who clearly might harm her, she did not strike to kill.
Perhaps, this could be used?
Shen Baiwei thought, slowly closing the small notebook in her hand and pushing up her glasses...
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Inside the back annex.
Having finished her conversation with Chatterbox Girl, Lu Yibei emerged from her lethargy state, startling awake as if from a nightmare. She abruptly opened her eyes, clutching her chest, breathing heavily.
No matter how many times she experienced it, she still couldn't completely get used to the feeling of her consciousness leaving her body, like being on the verge of death, both before going to that dilapidated rooftop to see Chatterbox Girl and when returning to reality.
After taking a few deep breaths and adjusting her state, wiping the sweat from her forehead, Lu Yibei turned to look at Nanling Yaohua. Seeing that Nanling Yaohua was still asleep, she gently shook her head, then stood up and walked around the room, carefully checking the defensive Spells arranged around the room.
After confirming that the defensive Spells had not been disturbed, she returned to the bedside and sat down, concentrating her mind and activating the Familiar Mark.
While Nanling Yaohua was still asleep, she wanted to try to contact Wang Yingying...
Although it would be very difficult to directly make Wang Yingying understand her intentions and help her open a passage from within the God Kingdom Prototype, how would she know if she didn't try?
Anyway, trying doesn't cost money, and there's no harm in it.
Even if Wang Yingying couldn't understand, she could convey it to the Ancestor. The Ancestor is so smart, maybe he could understand? Lu Yibei thought.
In her opinion, it was not impossible for someone who could draw the map of Da Chunyang Palace so abstractly to have their brainwaves align with Wang Yingying's.
However...
Just as she established contact with Wang Yingying through the Familiar Mark, before she even had a chance to speak to Wang Yingying, she witnessed an astonishing scene.
Wang Yingying was beating up kindergarten children.
One against three, she was not at a disadvantage in the slightest.
Lu Yibei, “......”
Although it was a happy thing to see her own child not being bullied, the thought that Wang Yingying was, not long ago, a Calamity level Strange Tales comparable to X Tai Sui, made her feel that the style had become indescribable.
It was as if she had seen a boxing champion beating up kindergarteners.
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Inside the God Kingdom Prototype, Little Red Flower Kindergarten, teachers' office.
A plump middle-aged woman, holding a bruised and swollen little boy, roared fiercely at Qingji.
“What's wrong with your child? She's a Little Girl, why is she like a barbarian? Look! What has she done to our child?”
The kindergarten teacher, caught in the crossfire, looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak.
Qingji glanced at Wang Yingying, then at the middle-aged woman, and sighed silently, “I say, Auntie...”
“Sister!” The middle-aged woman's expression changed.
“Uh, Sister?” Qingji corrected himself, “Sister, let's be reasonable, okay? The teacher just said that there were three children fighting with Wang Yingying. Three against one, how did you conclude that our Wang Yingying bullied your child?"
“Do you think your child, plus the other two children, three boys together, would be bullied by a Little Girl of the same age? That's not reasonable, is it? Or... does your child have some physical defect?”
“How dare you speak like that!” The middle-aged woman angrily retorted, “Your child has defects!”
“So there are no defects, then?” Qingji calmly retorted, “Then how can you prove that Wang Yingying injured your child, and not that he accidentally got hurt himself?”
After speaking, before the middle-aged woman could open her mouth, Qingji lowered his head and asked Wang Yingying, “Wang Yingying, why were you fighting?”
“Hmm...” Wang Yingying pouted her little mouth, thought seriously for a moment, and said, “They thought Ultraman was powerful, I thought White Little Flower was powerful, and then... possession... to decide the winner!”
Kindergarten teacher, “???”
Middle-aged woman, “???”
“Oh, I see!” Qingji nodded, looked up at the kindergarten teacher and the middle-aged woman sitting opposite him, and said, “Do you understand now? The thing is, the children were discussing which characters in the cartoons were powerful, then role-played and played around, and then accidentally got hurt, that's all.”
“Since the matter is clear, why don't we all take a step back?”
After speaking, Qingji reached out and gave Wang Yingying a thumbs up.
Although he wasn't sure what Ultraman and White Little Flower were, it was clear they weren't from the same animation.
For characters from different works, the simplest way to compare their strength is, of course, to have the two people who want to compare them each complete their character “possession,” and then have a physical fight offline!
Wang Yingying's approach was completely fine.
“......” The middle-aged woman was silent for a few seconds, then said in a outwardly fierce but inwardly weak tone, “What do you mean, take a step back? I don't care, this isn't over! I'll take my child to the hospital later, and if anything happens, your family must take full responsibility.” fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Good heavens, you're being unreasonable when you have the upper hand, aren't you? Qingji frowned, lightly patted Wang Yingying's shoulder, and when Wang Yingying looked up at him, he secretly gave Wang Yingying a wink.
The next moment, Wang Yingying suddenly fell to the ground, clutching her head with both hands, her body twitching slightly. freёwebnoѵel.com
“Wuwu, my head hurts, I want to throw up...”
Kindergarten teacher, “!!!”
Middle-aged woman, “!!!”
Who doesn't know how to extort? Qingji sneered inwardly.
