Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

When Fang Qingyun was thinking about how computers could also use necromancy, Ju'er seemed to realize that she had missed something. She stared at Fang Qingyun who was sitting in the executive seat, blinking her eyes rapidly, as if she was thinking about something.

After thinking it over, she turned around and talked to Ximi who was arguing with the intelligent brain: "Ximi, I have a very important task for you. There may be some infected people mixed in with the vegetative people. I need you to cooperate with the intelligent brain to pick out those infected people to avoid greater contamination."

Ximi curled her lips and crossed her arms. It seemed that after Ju'er and she were completely on the same page, she had no more worries and had returned to her original self, the kind that didn't bother to think about anything and just left it to Ju'er: "You are really good at ordering people around..."

"So are you going or not?" This was more than once or twice that Ju'er had coaxed Ximi, so she naturally knew how to get Ximi to move: "If you don't go, then I'll go. You can have a good chat with this intelligent computer."

Even Ximi, a social phobic, couldn't help but feel frightened when she thought of the intelligent brain's ability to turn chatting into a form of torture. She would rather chat with those vegetative people who were a headache and even impossible to communicate with than be tortured by the intelligent brain here. Facing the intelligent brain with impeccable logic, she always had the illusion that she was a fool for being unreasonable.

Seeing Ximi leave, Juer asked the intelligent brain: "So..."

Halfway through her words, the intelligent computer, which had already understood what she meant, interrupted her and sent a report to Fang Qingyun. Fang Qingyun quickly glanced at it and saw that the content was to mobilize some drones to identify the corrupted people inside the vegetative patients. He confirmed that there was nothing hidden inside that might lead to a war between man and machine, so he approved the report.

"The citizen's request has been accepted and fully entrusted to Simi-Nagsu. Failure to complete the mission will result in execution." Naike quickly completed this task and started to deal with the next one: "The train route is being planned. The train will be recovered in three days and the assembly of the next batch of drones will be completed."

"...So you don't know?" Ju'er realized that she was being left out and noticed the lack of cognition in Naike's words. That is, she was still busy with future matters and had no idea that the next doomsday had arrived: "The second doomsday is coming. The thing called Purity has arrived and may destroy the world at any time. So don't continue your business simulation game. Face it, pack up your belongings and run with us."

Naike was still busy with the things in his hands and ignored Juer's advice. Obviously, this thing that was beyond logic was judged as nonsense by Naike's thinking module, and there was no need to waste time listening. So no matter how Juer repeated it, Naike remained busy.

As the Archon, Fang Qingyun realized that it was time for him to take action. He took out a tablet and typed what he wanted to say on it, showing it to Naike in front of Ju'er's belated gaze: "Pure is about to come, and the Stargate Project was born for this purpose."

Naike's figure froze in place. As the symbols were loading above his head, the newly projected Naike quickly maintained his calm state, walked in front of himself who was stuck, and slapped him into a stream of code: "The order of the governor has been received, and the order is being received. The governing strategy is being changed. Request to know the deadline and plan for leaving the city government."

"The plan is very simple," Ju'er began to explain seriously, "We need to learn about the Star Gate Project. If the Star Gate Project is true, then we must immediately set out to cross the Xuefeng Biological Reserve. With the help of Dr. Zhang, we will build a holy sword that can split the barrier in front of the barrier. After buying enough time, we can leave this area through the Star Gate."

"The plan is simple, but I approve it." Naike seemed to have approved Ju'er's plan. However, Fang Qingyun, one of the main executors of the plan, was still worried. To forge a holy sword, he had to be able to cut through the barrier formed by the magic power obtained from the souls of tens of thousands of people. No matter whether Lao Zhang could do it or not, even if he could really forge it, could Fang Qingyun, holding the holy sword, cut through the barrier?

But even if he couldn't do it, he had to act as if he was confident and could take one step at a time, but he must not show that he was panicking, otherwise those vegetable people would have already become chaotic.

"The Stargate Project has been decrypted and the content of the plan is being checked." Naike's fifteen-minute countdown has come to an end. In her projected body's hand, she held a virtual folder: "The password has been cracked by brute force and the password 1234qwer is being entered..."

After hearing the password, Fang Qingyun covered his mouth and bit the corner of his mouth. The so-called highest level of encryption ultimately turned out to be a password that looked casually typed. It seemed to be a combination of numbers and letters necessary to set the password, so it was so long. Otherwise, Fang Qingyun suspected that the password was most likely 12345678.

After Fang Qingyun was drawn to this world, he boasted that he was omniscient and omnipotent, but in fact, he only knew the general development of the plot and was not clear about some details. He was even vague about some of the main content.

If he had known in his previous life that he would travel to this world, he would have read all the texts carefully as if he was preparing for an exam, instead of being like he is now, where he doesn't even know why the big barrier appeared. He only knows that in the original plot, Ximi was going to self-destruct and destroy the barrier by his own self-destruction.

"The Stargate Project and reports on colonized planets are being read..." Naike's projection body forcefully opened the folder, revealing a blank document inside. His cold tone was the last straw that broke the camel's back: "Confirmed, the file has no content."

Ju'er couldn't believe it. Could it be that Ximi's persistence for so many years was all in vain? Or did they deserve to die here? She repeated the question as if to confirm it: "What's going on?"

"That is, there is no information in this content, no information about colonies or colonized planets." Naike's tone sounded like a judgment. At this moment, Ju'er felt like a bolt from the blue. As a spirit, she stumbled for the first time.

"So, this is a fucking scam?" Ju'er couldn't hold it in any longer. Except for her occasional arrogance and shyness, she was always elegant and rational, but this time she cursed: "These sons of bitches are full of lies!"

Looking at Ju'er's current appearance, Fang Qingyun began to feel a little unsure. In the original plot, all this information was kept in the zombie, that is, in his own brain. The main reason why Pu Cui wanted to capture the zombie was to know the coordinates of the alien colony, but the current development made Fang Qingyun uncertain. What if at the end of the plot, the entire star gate was a scam?

"I can't prove your point, and I can't refute it." Naike had never participated in the Stargate Project, and as an AI, she didn't know how to prove it, but she quickly sorted it out through her own logic: "Given the social situation at the time, it is indeed possible for the government to deceive and create a possible better future to maintain social stability..."

Chapter 238: This is not double standards, but defining the world by my standards (Music)

If this sentence made Ju'er feel hopeless, then Naike's next sentence filled her with hope: "But according to the data on resource allocation, a large amount of resources have indeed been transported to the capital. The social contradictions caused by this are far greater than the possible benefits of creating illusions. The country's foundation is shaken and the president almost suffered a coup. If it is false content, there is no need to create such a perfect lie when most people cannot witness it."

To put it bluntly, the initial investment in lying is far greater than the benefits gained from lying. Therefore, if the president of the Supreme Union is not a fool who does thankless tasks, then the Stargate Project is more like a truth, but it was not recorded because it was too confidential.

"So all this is still uncertain..." Ju'er pursed her lips: "Anyway, don't tell Ximi about this news. After that self-talking guy knows about it, he might do something else."

Fang Qingyun thought about Ximi's performance in the original plot and nodded. He didn't want to see Ximi self-destruct again. Although the plot had changed too much, what if? Seeing the governor's response, Naike also agreed to this request.

"...Fortunately we checked it out." After a while, Ximi rushed into the office with murderous steps, holding his lightsaber. Fang Qingyun, who was sitting at the desk, sat up straight subconsciously, feeling that if he said anything more, Ximi would assassinate him on the spot: "There are really quite a few believers of Pucui mixed in among the vegetative patients."

Fang Qingyun raised his eyebrows. He was not surprised by the result. The source of Purui's power was pain. Whether it was physical whipping or psychological torment, it was all a kind of pain. Therefore, it was not uncommon for believers to develop among vegetative people. In other words, Ximi only found this number of believers, which was already a surprise to Fang Qingyun.

"Those vegetative people didn't trust me at first. They thought I was here to get food, so they all came up to take sides," Ximi complained loudly. It seemed that she had wasted a lot of time dealing with those vegetative people. "If those believers were to stir up trouble a little, I would have thought it would turn into a riot, but fortunately their intelligence is not that high..."

Riot? Fang Qingyun covered his mouth and used his palm to feel his slightly grown beard. This was a subconscious action when he was thinking. Fortunately, it was not Juer who went. Ximi still had some sense in dealing with people. If Juer had gone, he would probably return to the state of the king of the forest who did not understand people's hearts, that is, not explaining anything and putting on a proud attitude that killing them was for your own good.

Kings who are too arrogant never have a good ending, and the same goes for the Riddler. A rule that is not in line with reality will definitely be overthrown.

"Fortunately, they couldn't help themselves." Ximi spread his hands. "Like a self-destructing person, they shouted Purui's name and started to self-destruct. The power of the self-destruction was not small, but I reacted quickly and used a magic shield to isolate the other vegetable people."

"Are you okay?" Ju'er was more concerned about Ximi's physical condition.

Ximi shrugged and turned his arms back and forth twice, revealing his smooth skin: "There's not even a scratch on the skin, only the remaining plant people have suffered a little mental trauma and have retreated far away. Now the drones are still dealing with the remaining dregs."

After explaining what he had done, Ximi asked about everything that had just happened in the office: "Don't just talk about me, talk about what you did? When I came in just now, the atmosphere here was so tense, what did you talk about?"

"Uh..." Ju'er stumbled a little, and obvious panic appeared on the girl's face. Fang Qingyun realized that if he didn't do something now, it would be very difficult to conceal the Star Gate Project.

"The body has learned that the world is going to end for the second time." Naike stepped forward to help. In Juer's eyes, her cold expression seemed to carry the nobleness of a savior: "I am reviewing the report and dispatching drones. I will give up this body and go with you."

"Wow." Although Ximi was very curious about Ju'er's abnormal behavior, her attention had now shifted to Naike: "The computer gave up its body... Do we have to take that heavy mainframe with us? Not to mention the weight, the space it takes up alone is too much for plant people to bear."

"There is no need to use inefficient methods. All you need to do is bring a chassis the size of a handbag. Our ultimate goal is the capital's star gate. As long as I save my core code and thinking module, I can be reborn at the capital's star gate," Naike explained. Part of the reason her server is so huge is to maintain a considerable amount of computing power to ensure that the drone troops do not get out of control. Now she can only carry a small number of drones, so naturally she does not need to bring the big head of the server.

Moreover, the databases of various plug-ins also take up a considerable part. In theory, what Naike cannot discard is only a small part the size of a handbag.

But we can't abandon all these drones, right? Fang Qingyun stroked his chin, staring at the slightly turbulent plant people outside, thinking. After seeing the durians in the trucks that were carried by professional teams like coffins, Fang Qingyun came up with a great idea. He picked up the tablet, started typing, and then showed the words on the tablet to others.

"Perhaps we can make use of the labor of the vegetative people?" Fang Qingyun confirmed that his tablet had attracted everyone's attention, and continued typing: "We can carry a small number of drones and servers and let the vegetative people transport them, and only activate them when the team is attacked."

Ximi, whose mind was broadened, seemed to have thought of a better plan. For the first time, she acted like a funny character and a light bulb flashed above her head. She took off the light bulb and smashed it on the ground: "Is that plastic bag still with you, apprentice? We can carry a large amount of power supplies and a small number of servers, and put a large number of drones into the plastic bags to ensure that all drones can be used."

"Take the suggestion," Naike nodded. In this case, Ximi's suggestion was obviously in line with the combat concept. This seemingly troublesome method could effectively reduce the embarrassing situation where the server still had power but the drone was completely lost, or the drone still had some parts but the server could not operate.

"Oh, by the way, has the Stargate Project been unlocked?" Ximi crossed her fingers and looked very excited. Seeing her like this, Ju'er couldn't help but feel heavy in her heart. Deceiving such an optimistic good friend also had a certain psychological burden on her.

Just as Ju'er was thinking about what excuse to use to get Ximi to leave, Naike interrupted: "Opening the Stargate Project folder..."

Fang Qingyun raised his eyebrows, thinking that something was wrong, but his expression did not change. He still had that nonchalant and indifferent look. Ju'er next to him covered his face with his hands, as if a disaster was about to happen. His desperate expression, as if he had stepped on a landmine, made Ximi confused.

"The folder has been opened. The contact information, colony location and stargate activation method have all been unlocked." Naike showed the folder in his hand. The folder that Fang Qingyun had just looked at was blank, but now it was filled with files of various formats, from blueprints to text documents. "The operation method can only be tested after reaching the stargate. It is recommended to reduce the records to prevent the Purui from obtaining information directly through the brain after capturing any target, thereby destroying human civilization."

Obviously, Ximi was easily fooled in unprofessional areas. She looked disappointed, as if saying "I understand, I understand, but you just don't want to show it to me", but on the other hand, she couldn't hide her inner excitement, which made Ju'er next to her feel even more guilty.

Seeing Ximi so happy, Fang Qingyun subconsciously wanted to lower the brim of his hat to reduce the area of ​​his eyes exposed. When he reached his hand to the top of his head, he realized that he was not wearing a hat.

I always feel like I'm the same as Ju'er, Fang Qingyun sighed, not realizing the double standard. When he first saw Viola, he said like a fool that he rejected any form of "betrayal", but in the end, he, who always adhered to the iron rule of telling the truth, lied to others...

Fang Qingyun shook his head. Now was not the time to think about these things. He had other things to worry about, such as how to use the holy sword after it was forged.

He had no experience in how to use the holy sword, and he didn't know whether he could use it only if he was truly perfect, or if he could use it as long as he thought he was righteous, regardless of whether it was true justice or not? Was it also justice to sacrifice a few people for the justice of the majority, like a certain messenger of justice?

Now he is like a student who has just submitted his graduation project. He knows that he has done a terrible job but has not received a reply. He is panicking during the waiting time. His lack of confidence and fear make him feel uneasy. Now that Ximi's side is over, what should he do if he fails when he reaches the magic barrier in front of the capital?

All the hard work will eventually be wasted, all the struggles and all the calculations will become a thing of the past. Fang Qingyun is not worried about any terrible curse left on his body, but he does not feel good that everyone's life depends on him.

"Oh, by the way, while this robot lady is cleaning up, let's do something to strengthen the apprentice, right?" Ximi seemed to be worried about Fang Qingyun's fighting ability, and decided to strengthen him again: "Anyway, the apprentice's stomach has no limit, so let Juer show off his skills and show you what it means to cook without sticking to the ingredients."

Ju'er flexed her fingers and snapped them. The white chef's hat wrapped around her hair to ensure that no hair would fall onto the food. Although she was originally a spirit, there was no problem of hair falling off. "So, please take one of each of the machines you have and put it in front of me."

Chapter 239: Climbing the Snow Mountain

Naike was silent for a while, and quickly adjusted the materials into place.

Fang Qingyun looked at Ju'er, who was cutting the drone as easily as cutting a tomato, with an indescribable expression on his face. The next "hard dish" would definitely be a torture to his stomach.

Ju'er's knife skills are very good, if you don't look at what she's cutting...

The lifeless drones broke apart on their own in front of the orange-green Dragon Fire Knife as if they had encountered a dissociation field. The high-speed cutting method made Fang Qingyun shudder with fear. The high-temperature Dragon Fire Knife did not even ignite the batteries dissected from the drones, thereby blowing up the entire room.

Soon, Fang Qingyun saw Ju'er start to cut some other things. Looking at Ju'er using the technique of cutting shark fins to cut the rotors and levers of some drones, Fang Qingyun decided that it would be better for him not to watch, otherwise the worldview that he had built up with great difficulty would collapse again.

Soon, Ju'er used the drone to prepare nine dishes. The strange appearance of those dishes inevitably made Fang Qingyun pessimistic about his stomach. Although he thought he could enjoy such devilish dishes as fried bolts with levers, when these things were placed on his table, he fell into hesitation for the first time and didn't know where to start eating.

Is this edible? Never mind, let's look at the next one first and lower the priority of this dish. He repeated this action several times until he finally found out that he had lowered the priority of all nine dishes by one level.

Fried dumplings wrapped in batteries, enoki mushroom rolls made from shredded drone skin, aromatic rotors sprinkled with chopped green onions after being braised, and biomimetic mechanical claws coated in breadcrumbs and deep-fried...

All of these were new and novel dishes that Fang Qingyun had never seen before. Especially after watching the way Ju'er handled them, his worldview was still being reorganized. After hesitating for a long time, he finally put his chopsticks down under Ju'er's expectant gaze.

He made up his mind, closed his eyes, picked a dish at random, and put it into his mouth. The crispy, tender aroma burst in his mouth. After tasting the delicious dish made by Ju'er, Fang Qingyun opened his eyes wide and looked at the "deep-fried machine legs" in front of him in disbelief. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt as if he tasted meat?

After being treated like that, the metal actually developed some rare qualities of normal meat. After Fang Qingyun peeled off the golden and crispy breadcrumbs with his teeth, he was surprised to find that the metal inside seemed to have turned into meat products. After biting it, the crispy meat on the outside and tender on the inside seemed to slide into Fang Qingyun's mouth. With a light flick, he could eat all the meat on a machine leg into his mouth.

Seeing Fang Qingyun eating with relish, Ju'er showed a satisfied expression. Although she had always thought that the inheritance of cooking skills could be put off until later, as not many people in the group could taste the food now, and if they simply needed the enhanced effect of the food, it would be better to achieve it through refining medicine, but now seeing Fang Qingyun eating so happily, Ju'er couldn't help but smile.

"The data is being transferred. The optimal battery-drone ratio has been calculated. The target is being guided." While Ju'er was feeding, Naike was also doing her own work. After obtaining Fang Qingyun's full authorization, she opened the door of the entire government agency to facilitate the passage of the vegetative patient.

At the same time, under her orderly communication, the plant people lined up and came to this "weird-looking machine" to receive their extra luggage.

Those who are eager to fight and have combat experience can receive some firearms originally installed on drones from Naike. The bullets fired by this type of firearm are yellow light bullets, which are highly lethal to any living creature, including spirits.

Most of those who received these weapons were Broccoli who originally held hunting bows. They naturally knew not to point the "muzzle" or the sights of any long-range weapons at their own people, so there was no need to worry about chaos in the fight for the time being.

In fact, Fang Qingyun had rejected this idea at one point. If an unorganized team got guns, it would lead to a further decline in the combat effectiveness of the troops. A misfire would easily lead to the bombing of the camp. Then, a hundred flowers bloomed and a hundred schools of thought contended. In the midst of a lot of brain-chopping exchanges, it was discovered that it was the manure that flushed the Dragon King Temple, and it was their own people who were dirty.

But Naike submitted a report. She divided the Broccoli, who were armed with long-range weapons, into a separate square formation to carry out harassment operations away from the main force, thus eliminating the possibility of bombing the camp. In addition, the original hunting bows had to deal with C-04 infected monsters, and the hunting bows could not bear the role of bursting out a large amount of firepower in a short period of time, so they had to be eliminated.

Plants that have no combat experience, like pineapples, which have nothing but passion, or plants that are too large to easily block their own people's vision and shooting range, like durian, will take on the role of porters. They will carry power supplies and servers, build launch platforms when needed, and launch drones to serve as flying combat units.

Soon, within two hours, all the plants had some human creations on them to a greater or lesser extent. It was a bit troublesome for the small plants to carry things, and they couldn't free their hands. For this reason, Naike also opened the arsenal once used by human soldiers and distributed a large number of tactical backpacks and other things. These old stuff had been piled up here after the large-scale disarmament of humans, and taking them out now could be regarded as a way of reusing waste.

"The mission has been accomplished, Archon, we can leave now." Now Naike has been transferred to a suitcase. A simple projection device is installed on the top of the suitcase, which can project a Q version of Naike. The three-headed Naike is a little cuter than her original self.

Fang Qingyun nodded. The next place they were going to was a snowy mountain that could freeze people to death. He wondered how many of these plants could survive... But the heat dissipation of the server should be able to help these plants maintain a certain body temperature, right?

The long team stretched out as it moved forward. Fang Qingyun walked at the front of the team, holding the weapons he found in the human arsenal. Now the frying pan and the hammer had completely sorted out their thoughts, broke free from the plastic bag, and met everyone.

Khamur was probably the person who had the biggest reaction besides Ximi and Juer, because Zhang Bo could be said to be his savior. He used to be too concerned about the fate of others because of empathy. One of his previous research directions was the execution gun on the drone, and hundreds of people died from the execution gun every day. Khamur, who was unable to change all this, was once depressed. The heavy burden of causing the death of others for his own survival was on his shoulders, making breathing a torture for him.

This seems inexplicable to modern people. They are all doing their own jobs. What does a fatality have to do with me, who is responsible for pressing the button? But his overly strong empathy gradually overwhelmed him.

Later, Ximi successfully helped Khamur get out of the shadow of his past by using the simplest dish in history, the instant noodles left by Zhang Bo, although Ximi's heart of gold might have played a greater role.

Now, two-thirds of Lao Zhang, or Uncle Zhang, are sorting materials. The two of them went into a box of materials and picked and chose, occasionally throwing out some materials that they felt were unsuitable. The plant people who were responsible for helping them were carrying the box of materials, and some plants were specifically responsible for putting the eliminated materials to other places.

It seems that finding suitable materials for forging the holy sword is not an easy task, especially when all these materials have to be integrated together without causing any rejection reaction. Otherwise, the holy sword will explode in the user's hand like a bomb.

The closer they got to the snow-capped peak, the colder the weather became. It was a rare extreme weather event in the underground city, snowing. Fang Qingyun looked up at the lights on the top and couldn't imagine how snowflakes could exist in such an artificial environment.

The cold wind was blowing. There was no snow on the ground yet, it was just a little wet and slippery. Most of the plants could accept this environment and did not feel uncomfortable. Fang Qingyun exhaled, and the hot air turned into white mist the moment it came out of his mouth, which made him feel like a fire dragon. This simple action made him seem to be immersed in the simplest happiness of his past life again.

Soon, as they went deeper into the Snow Peak Road, the snow became deeper and the climate became increasingly severe. The cold wind cut on people's faces like a knife. Fang Qingyun felt okay, but the other vegetative patients seemed to be unable to hold on any longer.

In order to improve the situation, Fang Qingyun contributed various monsters he had killed before. The plants that couldn't bear it gave each other this opportunity and put on the hard-earned warm fur for their completely frozen friends.

This kind of unity in the face of dire circumstances once made Fang Qingyun think that he had come to the wrong place. These vegetable people were supposed to be a blind mass, the embodiment of human nature that could not stand the test, but now the way they helped each other in the face of this natural disaster made it difficult for Fang Qingyun to connect them with their previous childish behavior.

If we use the best adjective to describe them, they are a bunch of silly and cute long-legged plants. Although they are immature in various senses, they are unexpectedly good people in their hearts...

At this point we have to mention Ju'er again. What on earth did she do to make these plants become like powder kegs that could trigger a huge rebellion at any moment?

The wind and snow were getting stronger. Ximi packed the dragon fruits and distributed them to use as hand warmers. Juer took out his dragon fire sword and burned dragon fire to heat the surrounding plants. Naike also instructed the plants to huddle together and overload the server to produce heat by copying and calculating useless data.

Fang Qingyun raised the yellow lightsaber in his hand high. This weapon was given to him by Naike. After turning on the overload mode, the yellow lightsaber absorbed the energy from Fang Qingyun's body. The blade was unknowingly stained with a hint of red, and it also gave some relief to the shivering plants in fur that were huddled beside him.

As he was walking in the front, he naturally had to block a lot of the cold wind. Although the cold wind penetrated every hole, his body, like a tall wall, still made the plants behind him feel much better.

Soon, as the road continued to extend, Fang Qingyun squinted his eyes and soon noticed the monsters coming with ill intentions in the wind and snow.

The blue and white Christmas tree-like Snow Mountain Tree People raised their branches high, and large amounts of snow and ice spears were thrown at the team like hail in extreme weather. Although they had no need to eat, they naturally had no habit of holding back when faced with enemies lined up in a long line to invade their territory.

Coincidentally, Fang Qingyun didn't have it either.

The dense ice spears melted in front of Fang Qingyun's superb swordsmanship as if they had touched hot water. Not a single ice spear escaped and fell on the shivering plants behind him.

Fang Qingyun, who had no long-range means, picked up an icicle that was frozen enough to pierce his feet from the ground, reinforced the structure, and threw it out.

The ice cone with four or five passive benefits and seven or eight continuous damages made a terrifying hissing sound while flying, and it seemed that even the strong wind was stopped. The moment the ice cone hit the Snow Mountain Tree Man, this blind and provocative monster was like being hit by a cannonball. The more than four-meter-high tree collapsed in front of a small piece of ice, and wood and fibers splashed everywhere under the huge force, and some of them fell on Fang Qingyun.

Fang Qingyun clapped his hands, signaling the stunned vegetative people to follow him and continue moving forward.

Chapter 240, "Rabbit" Attack

A martial arts master can hurt people by picking up flowers or flying leaves.

Fang Qingyun, who originally only had simple romanticism and emotional attachment to the things described in martial arts novels, realized for the first time that as long as one works hard, miracles will naturally happen.

He was stunned by the effect of the flying cone just now. He felt that he did not exert much effort, or even just threw it casually. Mainly, he wanted to see the effect of the continuous damage caused by his large amount of additional toxins and special energy, so he deliberately restrained his strength.

He believed that he had only used his natural strength. The only thing that could be considered to have increased direct damage was the layer of "reinforcement" he had casually attached to the ice cone after picking it up in order to reduce the possibility of it disintegrating.

As a result... the Snow Mountain Tree Man was reduced to nothing...

Fortunately, he had learned in advance from the diligent Ju'er that those plants that had evolved intelligence basically stayed near Yongcui City. Therefore, facing such a plant that directly expressed its intention to attack, Fang Qingyun did not choose to negotiate, but directly counterattacked.

Otherwise, if he had known that he was facing an intelligent creature, he would not have been so decisive in adopting extreme methods without infringing the interests of the people around Fang Qingyun. Now is the end of the world, and only by uniting everyone can he survive. But if something does touch Fang Qingyun's bottom line... then some not-so-friendly things may happen.

After this little episode of showing off one's skills, Fang Qingyun discovered that the abnormal rustling noises around him had stopped, and those Snow Mountain Tree People who had originally planned to join the battle realized that this team was not easy to mess with.

Although they are primitive, they are not mentally retarded. Those that can run away will naturally pull out the tree roots and flee far away, perhaps never to come back again. Those that cannot run away will fold up their branches on the spot, making themselves look like just a tree covered with snowflakes.