Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

Its power did not dissipate at all; it all struck Hua Wu's own chest, and those present were only frightened.

Black Tower: ? You're really going to die?

(The protagonist's death is merely a prelude to his resurrection in Chapter 8, serving as a tribute to the author.)

Chapter 8 Hua Wu: Man!

"Huh? You're really going to die?"

The Black Tower's CPU burned out. Is the Genius Club a shameful organization?

Walter, March 7th, and Xing were also extremely dumbfounded. Good heavens, they died just like that!

March 7th looked at the jam in her hand. "Huh? He died just like that? That's too hasty! The deaths before were much more creative." Then, she smelled it; the smell was real, a rusty smell.

"Why is this strawberry jam salty? Wait, is this... real? Ah!!!! Uncle Yang!"

"Hiss... Judging from his behavior, it's probably a case of faking his death." Walter thought briefly and tentatively concluded that it was a case of faking his death.

"Why? What exactly is this Genius Club?" Xing was puzzled, realizing for the first time the fragility of life.

"Don't panic, he should be revived in about 10 minutes." Walter was confident, after all, this wasn't the first or second time this had happened.

But a long time passed, the strawberry jam on the ground almost went bad, and Hua Wu still hadn't been revived.

"Uncle Yang... seems to be really dead."

Walter: Born of a mother.

"Logically speaking, that's impossible."

Xing could hardly believe her eyes. The person who gave her life was dead because of a joke...

"Why...? Tell me why! What exactly is your Genius Club?!"

The hand cannon was aimed at the Black Tower, which was also searching for clues. This was unusual, very unusual.

"Silver Letter couldn't have died so easily! Kid, your weapon... Punk Lord? Are you a hacker?"

"I am not, but I can be."

........

Ariello VI——

"Man! Flying a helicopter in the snow feels so awesome!"

A yellow helicopter flew over the snowfields of Yalilo, occasionally dropping a couple of missiles.

Let's give the native monsters here a little bit of home.

boom!!!

In the midst of laughter and conversation, the shadow of disaster vanished into thin air.

Sambo was secretly observing the situation. "What is that? A fellow traveler? Or a path to destruction?"

Hua Wu was still happily unleashing the Disaster Shadow Joy Bombs, thinking, "So this is how joyful it is to destroy destiny. There seem to be a bit too many monsters in Yalilo."

Hua Wu saw an ice sculpture of a trampler, and he jumped off the plane in a leap of faith.

boom----

A streak of dark blue shooting star streaked across the sky, stirring up a light mist of snow. He looked at the trampled creature frozen in ice before him.

"Move forth, warriors of the legion! You should not be buried here. Be loyal to me, for your king has returned!"

Sambo:?

Sambo was stunned. Was the vanguard of destruction arriving?

"Those who can directly mobilize the legion must be at least the Cataclysmic Vanguard, this is troublesome..."

The ice shattered, and the trampler calmly gazed at Hua Wu.

The trampling beings could clearly feel the pressure from those in power; it was the overwhelming authority of the Annihilation Lord over the destruction of creation, a symbol of the Antimatter Legion General's status.

"General..."

"Be my warhorse, and let us gallop across the snowfield!"

"Yes, sir..."

Sambo, who witnessed everything: ......

"This person...which faction is he from? A general? Shouldn't it be the Great Lord of Destruction who's called a general?"

Sambo was still thinking, completely unaware that the unmanned helicopter above him was about to crash.

"boom----!"

With a loud crash, the unmanned helicopter plummeted, smashing directly onto the head of one of the Beloborg savages. "Ah!!!"

And the wild man smelled of gasoline.

Hua Wu glanced at the smoking helicopter and deliberately said loudly, "Goodness, the sound of this helicopter is a bit strange. Oh well, my snowfield and my horse, I can do whatever I want with it."

Next stop is happiness!

drive!"

"General...target..."

"Simple, see those red and blue ice and fire people? Destroy them!"

Destroying one adds 10 points; collect 100 points, and I'll promote you to Cataclysmic Vanguard!

The trampling creature didn't speak; it simply carried out commands. It's also possible that it desperately wanted to improve.

call out--

With a swift and decisive strike, the purple arrow instantly pierced through both Disaster Shadows.

"Well done, add 20 points."

After the man and horse left, the gasoline-smelling Sambo slowly crawled out of the snow.

"Goodness...it's a fellow professional...I've never seen him at the tavern before. Or is it because I haven't been back for too long that he's a new guy?"

........

Black Tower Space Station —

The tomato sauce had been cleaned up, but Xing's feelings were complicated.

"The universe... is so cruel... death... is so close... so easy."

She closed her eyes and saw a person with horns on their head, wearing a white robe, and having several arms. The person had a female face, and their loving eyes were gazing at her.

"Who are you? The Star God mentioned online?"

He did not answer, but merely glanced at me.

When she opened her eyes again, everything around her had changed.

Unfamiliar decor, unfamiliar bed, unfamiliar room, familiar photos.

"So...death...is this close. And...where am I?"

The atmosphere on the train was somewhat heavy; no one had expected Hua Wu's exit to be in this way.

At first, Dan Heng was a little skeptical, but after watching the surveillance footage... he believed it a little, mainly because the acting was too exaggerated. "Don't worry too much. If I'm not mistaken, it should be a trick."

"A smokescreen? Wow, Danheng, you're so cold-blooded."

“Xiao Sanyue, Danheng’s words make sense, but the problem is... why did Huawu leave the space station? The envoy’s death wouldn’t have been so quiet.”

After thinking for a while, Walter still felt that the matter had been taken too lightly and was too abstract.

At this moment, Qiong was completely unaware; he was still browsing the simulated universe.

"Finished, call it a day. Space station or train... the train is better."

Simulated universe stuff... I can't stand playing it every day.

Qiong stared at the messages on his phone, his golden pupils almost bursting open.

The Starry Sky Train Family —

March 7: Died... This time there was no resurrection.

Himeko: Little Sanyue, don't be too sad. This is the path he chose.

Walter: The envoy won't die so hastily. We should see him when the train starts moving.

Qiong: What happened?

Hoshi: Hua Wu has passed away.

Qiong: ? What? That crazy woman is coming back and tearing him apart?

Xing: No, he committed suicide.

Star: He died before my eyes, death...so close.

Xing: That's ridiculous.

March 7th: Are you awake?

Xing: Hmm.

March 7th: Okay, don't be sad. You still have us, don't you?

Qiong put away the terminal and walked out of the empty office.

"Dead...why? Why?"

Qiong was a little irritated. Looking at the jar next to him, he smashed it. "This death is illogical, it's completely illogical."

boom--

He was destroying things, and for some reason, he felt a strange sense of pleasure the instant the jar shattered.

But his happiness didn't last long, so he knocked all the way back onto the Starry Sky Train.

He pushed open the door of the Starry Sky Train and looked at the crowd sitting around in the hall.