Why did you provoke me?

The old woman went out.

The beautiful woman was sitting in the living room drinking tea; she remained as dignified and beautiful as ever.

The ugly woman pushed open the door and stopped a step away from the threshold.

"Master, I have already been to the basement," the ugly woman said slowly, bowing her head.

Tell me about it.

"Yes. That lame man has been completely corrupted by the celestial pet." The ugly woman paused, then continued, "The other person is strange; he doesn't have a single celestial pet."

The beautiful woman placed her hands, folded, on her lap. "Have you investigated the cause?"

"I fed her myself, but I still couldn't find the cause." The ugly woman lowered her head even further.

"Since he doesn't have it, let's move him to another room and keep him as a backup."

"Yes." The ugly woman lowered her head and withdrew.

The beautiful woman sat in the chair for a long time without changing her posture.

A low voice escaped from the beautiful woman's lips. "This is truly unexpected. I knew you would have opportunities outside. Don't blame me for being ruthless. After all, you were the ones who destroyed my own opportunities back then."

……

When the long-haired man woke up again, he found that his environment had changed; it was no longer the dark and damp basement.

He was still unable to move, but his body had been placed on a bed board. Yes, a bed board, not a bed.

He sensed that the Overlord was not in his sleeve, because his clothes had been changed.

The cripple was thrown back to where the pile of rotting flesh had been, and then the basement door was closed, leaving the room deathly silent.

The Overlord is still absorbing energy from the Xenomorph Mother, which is why the Xenomorph riots outside are becoming more intense.

All of this was done in the Jing family's basement.

outside world.

The defensive lines established by numerous bone-drawing masters on the periphery of the second and third battlefields have reached their final stage.

Many people with their faces covered were pushed to the front.

The group of people didn't shout or talk; they just silently walked forward step by step.

Within the spirit medium's ranks, Teacher Feng's eyes were filled with sorrow. "Old Chen, are we just going to stand by and watch these people go to their deaths?"

Old Chen remained silent, while Chen Ming spoke up from the side, "This group of people are death row inmates from prison."

Teacher Feng spoke up, "Yes, they committed crimes and they should be punished, but now we're sending them to their deaths."

Clearly, Teacher Feng was heartbroken. She was a spirit medium, dedicating her entire life to saving people. Never before had she felt so helpless, standing there watching those people go to their deaths, all so that she could deplete the aliens in the outside world.

Old Chen shook his head. "The gentleman has gone missing. I've tried everything to contact him. What will happen to him? I don't know."

Chen Ming clenched his fists secretly. "It's all my fault. I didn't learn a single bit of the teacher's skills."

Teacher Feng sighed and sat down in a chair. "How can we blame you? We all know how difficult that stuff is to learn. I wasn't saying that out of sympathy for these criminals; I was just thinking, if they're gone, who will be next?"

At this moment, Old Chen couldn't help but recall a sentence his husband had said during their last phone call: "I want Chen Ming to go with her."

He knew who the man was referring to as "her." Three days ago, he had sent someone to investigate the whereabouts of that spirit medium.

His men had even tracked down Jingchuan. Unfortunately, the final intelligence indicated they had all entered the First Battlefield.

The problem is, the first battlefield is now sealed off. He doesn't know who the master gave management rights to back then. Now he wants to send people in, but he's been refused.

He went to inquire with the Jia family, but they remained tight-lipped, refusing to reveal who their collaborators were. They also stated that when the battlefield situation changed, all of their personnel had already withdrawn from the front lines. Therefore, they currently knew nothing about the situation inside.

Old Chen found it strange. The fourth battlefield was given to that Yu Meng. Instead of taking charge of the fourth battlefield, she went to the first battlefield. Was there something he didn't know?

It's important to know that all four battlefields of the Xenomorphs were actually under his command. He was also very familiar with the situation in each battlefield.

He didn't think there was anything left on the First Battlefield that would make Yu Meng, a spirit medium, want to stay.

The scene on the first battlefield was rather comical.

The greater the number of aliens, the greater their energy. However, the energy generated by the individual's lines is limited.

To ensure the energy within the lines is solid and smooth, at Jing San's suggestion, the chaotic battle style of the clubhouse was continued.

Once the energy is fully absorbed, the personnel leave and go to a designated location to perform so-called energy consumption.

At the beginning, everyone held back their strength, afraid of hurting someone.

However, none of the members of the Jing generation held back, especially Jing San and Jing Er. They fought with all their might as if they were enemies, and their fighting was incredibly fierce.

Everyone was terrified and stepped back. Niannian watched them fight fiercely, but ignored everyone else's reactions and immediately joined in.

This made things even more lively. The lines of several people were clashing fiercely in the air. Nian Nian rolled her eyes and started shouting, "Senior Brother, Third Brother, let's have a contest of movement techniques."

Now, the lines are being drawn in the air while the person is on the ground, and they also have to control the lines in the air, which suddenly increases the difficulty.

Everyone around stopped playing, and only the four members of the Jing generation and Niannian were having a great time.

When only the lines of her thoughts remained in the air, she stood there laughing, hands on her hips.

The members of the "Jing" generation ignored her and walked straight to the edge of the dense forest, throwing the lines back into the forest to continue absorbing energy.

This move stunned everyone. Jing San's teammates were the first to react.

They swarmed towards the lines of Niannian.

Niannian wasn't angry; instead, she happily started fighting with them again.

Finally, even the last thread of thought couldn't hold on any longer and returned to the edge of the dense forest.

As a result, some people joined and some left, but none of them held back; instead, they all gave it their all.

The faster your line energy is depleted, the more energy you can absorb when you go to the dense forest.

Lines that have been repeatedly tempered by energy will become more resilient.

Hua Shulang and Jing Wu were both beginners, awkwardly surrounding the group. Their lines lacked strength and energy, making them the first to be knocked away.

Despite the discomfort in their minds, they threw their lines into the vortex of fighting in the air again and again.

Yu Meng stood beside Qingyuan and Teacher Sun, watching the chaotic battle in the distance.

"Yu Meng, is this how lines are used?" Qingyuan murmured to herself.

"Yes, no problem. There's no rule against using it this way."

Teacher Sun's lines hovered above her head, eager to be drawn.