Why did you provoke me?

Jing Ancheng didn't quite understand his aunt's meaning. He glanced at the person sitting in the main seat.

The beautiful woman laughed, "You said it yourself, the bone painter you follow is highly talented, what's wrong with you pursuing him? Such a good woman, why don't you bring her back to the Jing family, or are you just letting someone else have her?"

Jing Ancheng thought about Yu Meng and shook his head inwardly. Even if he had such thoughts, it would be disrespectful to his teacher.

But he did not object to his aunt.

The beautiful woman had lived for so long, and although Jing Ancheng hadn't said anything, his attitude spoke volumes. How could she not see it? But she didn't bring it up again. The Jing family had many excellent men; Jing Ancheng's disagreement didn't mean others were unwilling.

The third day has passed.

The lame man and the long-haired man remained in the living room, but no one came to see them or bring them food.

The cripple sat on the ground. "Long-haired one, you've really screwed me over this time."

The long-haired man gave a wry smile. "Who knew she would do this?"

"We need to think of something quickly. If this continues, even if she doesn't do anything, we'll starve to death."

"Don't you have Yu Meng's communication bell? Can you call for help?"

"You think I didn't want to? I tried, and it didn't react at all!" the lame man said angrily. "I should have stayed there and not gone anywhere. I knew I was going to suffer this fate, but I still couldn't escape it."

The long-haired man glanced at him. "And me? Am I also facing this tribulation?"

The cripple fell silent. He hadn't seen the calamity in him, but his fate didn't seem so good either. He curled up, just like the people in the basement.

Wait a minute, there was fear in the cripple's eyes. Could it be what he's thinking?

The long-haired man had been observing the cripple. Seeing his expression, he was startled. Could it be that he had guessed right just by saying it casually?

On the fifth day, someone came in and dragged the two people into the basement without saying a word.

The cripple had already given up resisting; how cruel fate was. He had seen hope, but who knew that the arrival of just one person would shatter it all.

The long-haired man didn't shout; she had already done so, so saying anything would be useless.

The two people were lying in the dimly lit basement.

"Crippled man, do you think if we accept our fate, we'll die with more dignity?"

The cripple had already given up on him.

The long-haired man didn't care. "Tell me, I even brought Ba Wang in here. Yu Meng must hate me to death. Those are the lines of a spirit she possessed. I've completely ruined a genius."

The lame man remained silent. What good would it do to say anything now?

The long-haired man seemed to have opened a floodgate of words, "You know what? I was planning to give her all four battlefields. Now look what's happened, who knows who will end up with the other two. I really didn't intend to betray her."

The cripple stared blankly. "You should think about what use she has for us, since we don't have golden souls."

"That's obvious. We've lived long enough that our souls are naturally stronger than ordinary people's. Although they're not as useful as the golden ones, they're still usable."

The cripple felt a moment of relief upon hearing his words.

"This is your home turf, didn't you leave anything behind?"

"Can you move?" the long-haired man asked a heart-wrenching question.

The lame man answered honestly, "No."

"Then what can I do?"

"Yes, I can't move, I can't do anything."

On the seventh day, Jing Ancheng went to see the beautiful woman again. "Aunt, aren't those two people leaving?"

"Oh? So you've been waiting for them these past few days. Why didn't you say so sooner? They've already left."

"They're gone?" Jing Ancheng was stunned. When he came, didn't he tell him to wait for them?

Seeing his expression, the beautiful woman explained, "They said they had urgent business to attend to, so I sent them by plane to Kyoto."

"I see. Then I'll head back too." With that, she stood up, ready to leave.

The beautiful woman's voice rang out from behind, "Think about what I said. In a few days, I'll have the third and fifth sons come to you. You've gained another talented person; I need to get one of our Jing family's boys to come back with you."

Jing Ancheng paused, but said nothing.

……

On the eighth day, Niannian emerged from seclusion, and Yu Meng planned to return to the Alien Battlefield.

There was no news from Jing Ancheng, and Yu Meng didn't plan to wait.

As for Chen Ming, she couldn't care less. This trip to Beijing had truly been a terrible one.

Before they even reached the alien battlefield, Secretary Wu's message arrived.

The experimental park in the first battlefield has spiraled out of control, and many staff members have been injured.

Teacher Qing and Teacher Sun have lost control of the situation. All the bone-drawing masters from the Jia family have arrived, but the outcome is still not optimistic.

Yu Meng's heart sank. If Secretary Wu could say something like that, then the situation on the battlefield could only be worse.

Seeing Yu Meng frowning, Nian Nian asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle Wu just brought news: something has happened on the first battlefield."

"Shall we go now?"

"Go." After thinking for a moment, he said to Jing San, "Jing San, send a message to Mr. Feng in the Fourth Battlefield and tell him to force everyone to withdraw from the battlefield. If anyone is unwilling, tell them to bear their own life and death."

Jing San's fingers tapped rapidly on the communication bell.

Niannian asked softly, "Fourth Sister, are we going to abandon the Fourth Battlefield?"

"We can't save everyone. If they listen to advice, they live; if they don't, that's their fate." Yu Meng was very indifferent at this moment.

Inside the first battlefield, Jingwu and the head of the Jia family held a meeting.

"All of the Jia family's bone-drawing masters have come, but they can't all stay here. The Jia family needs them in other areas as well. I consulted my family patriarch, and he said that they can stay for a maximum of one more day before they have to leave."

Jingwu clenched her fists, her eyes red. "I said, at least two days."

The Jia family member's tone softened. "Brother, we've had a very pleasant collaboration lately. I can't disobey the patriarch's decision. This matter is very serious, and I advise you not to risk your life for material possessions; it's not worth it."

Jingwu stared at him stubbornly, "Teacher Yu said she would come. Have you thought about the consequences of leaving now?"

The Jia family fell silent; he truly couldn't bear this responsibility. If Teacher Yu blamed them for leaving prematurely, he would be the one to take the fall.

But if Teacher Yu arrives and can't solve the problem, the Jia family's bone-drawing master will be injured, and he will be the one punished.

When Mr. Feng, who was on the fourth battlefield, received the news, he did not ask why.

He had a clear understanding of his own position, and he simply wanted to create the greatest value for Yu Meng in the fourth battlefield.

Now he understands the situation in the fourth battlefield all too well. This is no ordinary upgrade; it's practically an alien rampage.

Even without Yu Meng's message, he was already prepared to leave. He came here to make money, not to die.

Jing San's message arrived just in time. Mr. Feng didn't try to persuade him or anything, but simply said one sentence on the battlefield: "If you don't leave, then wait to die. Keep your clearance tokens; they can still be used once the fourth battlefield stabilizes."

Hua Shulang also left the fourth battlefield with the others. He was somewhat lost, looking at his teammates before him, unsure which way to go. Because he had no home!