Food delivery services are available in every world, and the big shots are going crazy for me.

Chapter 210 Poor Mental Fortitude
Some illegal transmigrators possess unique abilities that ordinary people lack, influencing predetermined trajectories, altering the fates of some, and impacting the world. It's one thing if good people become even better, but the most terrifying thing is if good people don't live long and instead bring good fortune to those who cause harm.

Ling Feng scoffed: "What world doesn't have such things?"

"If what you just said is true, can I assume that there are actually many spacetime rifts in this world?"

008 pondered for a moment: [Although there are indeed many spacetime rifts, most of them have already been repaired. Logically, there shouldn't be so many time travelers. Besides, those mission takers are also dealing with illegal time travelers and the spacetime rifts in that world.]

Mo Qianxun patted his little head: "You should report this to your main system. I think that as the main system, he can't possibly be completely unaware of this."

After a moment of contemplation, 008 suddenly looked up. [Host, I understand. I'll go find the main system and ask them right away. Why do they keep dragging me into this mess? They have a rescue system available.]

Mo Qianxun and Ling Feng watched as 008 left, cursing and swearing. Both of them had complicated expressions.

"008, that silly boy, has been by your side for so long and has seen so many people, yet he's still so naive!" Ling Feng didn't know what to say.

“008 just doesn’t want to put his mind to these scheming and intrigues. And it’s precisely because 008 is so innocent that we feel at ease, isn’t it?” Mo Qianxun stretched out her right hand, and blue light condensed into a transparent ice cone in her hand. Mo Qianxun threw it in one direction.

After a muffled groan, the sound of something falling from a tree echoed through the woods.

Ling Feng looked at Mo Qianxun with some surprise: "Not bad, your cultivation has improved and your acuity has improved too."

Mo Qianxun raised an eyebrow arrogantly: "Of course, I'll go see who it is. You can stay here and keep watching."

"Hey, come up here." Ling Feng jumped down from the tree.

The person brushed past them, and Mo Qianxun immediately flew up into a tree, while Ling Feng arrived at the tree that had made the sound.

Ling Feng looked at the man in the ghillie suit and raised an eyebrow: "You came pretty quickly."

Immediately afterwards, his ears twitched, and a smile appeared on Ling Feng's face.

The next second, he disappeared completely.

The sniper, who had just loaded his gun, was completely dumbfounded when he saw his target vanish so suddenly.

Sniper: Where is he? I just saw such a big target, where did he go?

Ling Feng, who had already appeared behind the sniper, glanced at the tree branch above the sniper's head and laughed.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Qianxun, who was bored in the tree, heard a scream coming from the other side of the woods. She gently broke off a small branch and laughed.

The sniper was terrified out of his wits.

He was just looking for a target when suddenly an upside-down face appeared in front of him, giving him a strange smile.

He intended to fire, but the gun felt like it weighed a hundred pounds, and he couldn't lift it at all. Suddenly, blue sparks began to appear on the person in front of him, which terrified him so much that he fell to the ground. "Mommy, Mommy, I want to find my mommy, I want to go back to my hometown, I want to go back! This place is too scary, there are ghosts!" The sniper crawled on the ground a couple of times, then couldn't take it anymore and fainted.

Ling Feng stomped on his face: "With this kind of mental fortitude, you want to be a sniper?"

In order to train his men, he had specifically taken them to mass graves and arranged for some traps and people in advance.

Looking back on that scene, he was too kind to the little chick.

Ling Feng grabbed one of his legs and dragged him toward the village entrance, oh, and also picked up a corpse along the way.

"Hey, you're back. You're pretty fast. I thought you'd have to have some fun." Mo Qianxun sat on a tree branch, a lollipop dangling from her mouth.

"I wanted to have some fun, but this little chick is too timid. I had only just started when he couldn't take it and fainted." Ling Feng said helplessly.

Mo Qianxun looked at the long trail left by the two guys and said, "I've already called Sister Minmin over. Wait a little longer."

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng immediately released his grip. To prevent any accidents from happening to the unconscious man, he had deliberately crippled his limbs and dislocated his jaw.

He flexed his wrists and said, "Hmm, this looks much better."

Mo Qianxun glanced at the little chick whose limbs were bent into an unbelievable arc, and gave Ling Feng a thumbs up: "Instructor Ling is so thoughtful." Even if this person woke up, he couldn't even commit suicide.

"That's right. Stop calling me Instructor Ling all the time. You already call Chen Min 'Sister Minmin,' so why are you still calling me so distant? Just call me Ling Feng or Brother Feng." Ling Feng was a little dissatisfied. Don't think he didn't know that Mo Qianxun now calls Lu Tao "Brother Lu," so why should he still call him Instructor?

"Brother Xingfeng, it's no big deal." Mo Qianxun's attitude was completely nonchalant. It's just changing the way you address someone, it's just a matter of saying a few words.

"Comrade Ling, where's Comrade Mo? Who is this? And what's that clothing... chicks?" Commander Li's expression immediately turned serious when he saw the two chicks on the ground: "What's going on? The chicks have already come over?"

Mo Qianxun jumped down from the tree: "Your things have been in your hands for so many days, it's already considered slow to come over now."

Commander Li frowned: "You mean, it was that Poké Ball that lured these two people here?"

“Those two are just the vanguard. I reckon the main force is already on its way.” Mo Qianxun kicked the still-alive man. “This guy is still alive, but Brother Feng dislocated his jaw. If you want to interrogate him, you’d better put it back on. By the way, do you have a Japanese translator here? I don’t know if he can speak Chinese.”

"This... let's give it a try!" Political Commissar Xu ordered the living man to be taken away, then looked at the dead man on the ground: "What do we do now?"

"What are you doing? Hurry up and search him. Snipers like him must have a lot of good stuff on them." Commander Li ordered his men to strip him of everything, leaving him with nothing but his shorts. If it weren't for the girls there, they probably wouldn't have even burned the shorts for him.

Mo Qianxun looked at the naked man lying on the ground with a complicated expression. "No, did we strip him too clean?"

"These clothes are useful; we can use them to infiltrate the enemy ranks later!" Anyway, we all look pretty much the same. As long as I don't say anything, no one can tell where I'm from.

(End of this chapter)