People are in Xingtie, and I am their dead white moonlight?

The malfunctioning drone was now playing the pre-programmed video back and forth in an extremely chaotic manner. It was all about three children forming a nearly circular circle, jumping and fighting over something.

In the process of this scramble, you can occasionally see the pushing and shoving of the DLC special broadcast. This kind of non-physical performance made everyone present feel a little...indescribable for a while.

It's too abstract. A bunch of kids are pushing and shoving each other over something that doesn't exist at all. It seems abstract no matter how you look at it.

Of course, there were also sharp-eyed Yaoqing people who recognized that these projected images were the "evidence" used to criticize Xianzhou in the post that was praising but actually criticizing him.

The company's projector drone, the exact same video footage, and this impromptu press conference...

When all the elements are connected together, they form a complete chain of evidence.

At this point, even a fool could see the company's intentions.

"Tsk, how can everyone in this company be so wicked? They just create fake material when they don't have any?"

"Well, it's not about creativity or not, it's mainly because the arrangements for large-scale events by the Land and Investment Division a few times ago were really crowded. Otherwise, they wouldn't have brought it up so much."

"That's true... But judging by the current situation, Jiang Xiaowei and the others have already prepared corresponding countermeasures. Criticism has become nothing more than propaganda."

"You reminded me. I have to go to Zazu and spread this news. I don't want them to have such a big misunderstanding about our own people."

"Huh? Have you changed your ways? Weren't you just nagging about "getting to experience it quickly" before the crowds gathered? Why are you now..."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Come over here and help me forward it!"

......

Seeing the large number of Yaoqing residents in front of him once again starting a wave of discussion, Jiang Mo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. Then he looked at Feixiao who was maintaining order and Ningli who was operating the fighting ship behind him with great satisfaction.

For Jiang Mo, if Feixiao and Ningli did not participate in this impromptu press conference... the persuasiveness would probably be greatly reduced.

Using a holographic map to show the patrol routes of the Cloud Cavalry would be more convincing than speaking, and Ningli achieved this through the device on the fighting ship, allowing him to focus on the words.

Feixiao used his actions and final evidence to prove to the public that all this was a conspiracy of the company, making them lose face.

At first he just thought that there would be a few people in the crowd who were bribed by the company to sing a different tune, but the result was much more explosive than he imagined.

"But... it's also thanks to the company's eagerness for quick success, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to make the people of Yaoqing feel the company's ill will so quickly."

"In this case, even if the company tries its best to enter Amber Street, it will probably be resisted by these immortals, right?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo lowered his head slightly, looked at the Yaoqing people who were still discussing it fiercely, nodded with satisfaction, and then said:

"Everyone, this concludes our press conference today. Thank you for your trust. We'll see you at the Lantern Festival in a few days."

After saying that, Jiang Mo winked at Feixiao and Ningli who was sitting in the Star Raft. The holographic map that was originally flashing behind him disappeared instantly at this moment, and Feixiao jumped up along the guardrail of the "prayer boat" and immediately got into the Star Raft where Ningli was.

Jiang Mo walked slowly on the clouds to the edge of the Star Raft under the gaze of the crowd. He gave a standard Cloud Cavalry salute to the crowd before stepping onto the Star Raft and leaving here with Feixiao and Ningli.

......

As the saying goes, when some are happy, some are sad. Jiang Mo and others detonated the company's post, and then retired quite smoothly. However, the instigator of all this... is feeling quite uncomfortable at the moment.

Aruna is still hiding in the dark alleys of Amber Street, just like her completely shady methods.

At this moment, she was swiping her mobile phone non-stop, her black eyes were trembling in panic, as if the new hot search on the Internet made her feel a little at a loss.

#Interstellar Peace Company creates trouble#

#Holographic projection? Is this what the company is doing? #

#Xianzhou people never lack the courage to fight#

#Corporate dog is almost done#

The extremely aggressive hot search terms made Aruna's face turn slightly blue, and the hand holding the phone trembled slightly because of excessive excitement.

The fluorescent light of the mobile phone was evenly spread on Aruna's slightly ferocious face. Her lips were slightly pale at this moment, and some cold sweat secreted on her forehead.

"How could this happen? Weren't there a lot of people asking about this just now?"

As Aruna quickly browsed the posts corresponding to these entries, the expression on her face gradually became more interesting.

However, before she could finish reading all the posts in front of her, news from her immediate superior, the head of the "Market Development Department", began bombarding her like a rainstorm.

"Aruna!? Look at what you've done! The Immortal Boat is here to call us to account!"

"Yao Qing is the most consistent among all the immortal boats. Didn't I tell you this before you set off?!"

"I wouldn't say anything if you messed with the Land and Investment Division, the Imperial Decree Division, or even the Alchemy Division. Those organizations could have dealt with them with their resources, but why did you mess with the people in the General's Mansion?!"

"You're so proud to have a future Patrol Sky Commander, a future Chief of the Skyship Division, and a Cloud Cavalry Commander hold a press conference just for you! *Pierpoint swears*!"

"Forget about that promotion! Get back to Pierpoint now! Let's discuss how to handle this PR incident!"

Looking at the angry messages that were about to overflow the screen, Aruna's face gradually turned pale and the expression on her face became more and more desperate.

Her career path in the company was so smooth that she almost forgot that hundreds of people were eyeing her current position as team leader. If she wasn't careful, she would be completely replaced and might never be able to make a comeback.

When she thought of this, Aruna's body couldn't help but tremble, and her face turned pale, but she could only leave here helplessly, and walked towards the place where Qingqiu Port was located in a daze.

With Aruna's complete defeat, the events leading up to the Lantern Festival have come to a close, and Yaoqing has been temporarily freed from the company's cultural appropriation. However...

The lifespan of a fox-man is a mere three hundred years, the company's public relations capabilities are top-notch, and the internet is notoriously memoryless, which means that Yaoqing's cultural lifeline still has a bit of an "ill-fated" flavor.

……

……

There's another chapter, maybe later.

Chapter 83: Activating the Planet - Resurrection

Looking at the rolling sea of ​​clouds outside the window, Jiang Mo's face, which had been tense all the time, showed a little relaxation.

"Huh...it's finally over. It was a safe bet."

"Hmm? Jiang Mo, did you say anything?"

As if hearing Jiang Mo's mumbling, Fei Xiao's cute small white fox ears trembled slightly at this moment, and then he swallowed the tapir bun in his mouth, leaned towards Jiang Mo, and asked softly.

"Ah? Nothing--" Jiang Mo said as he turned his head subconsciously, and the result was... the distance between his face and Feixiao's face was less than two centimeters.

Looking at the pretty face so close to him, Jiang Mo blinked slightly, then chuckled and ruffled the girl's soft silver hair.

"I didn't say anything. I was just feeling that this matter is finally over."

Jiang Mo's mouth curled up slightly, and then he pinched Fei Xiao's face out of habit, "This time it's all thanks to you and Ning Li. If I were alone... I'm afraid it wouldn't be so smooth."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he did not forget to put his other hand around the seat and touched the black fox tail that unconsciously stretched out from the driver's seat.

Almost when Jiang Mo's fingertips touched the soft black fox tail, the entire Star Raft began to shake slightly, as if it was being manually controlled by Jiang Mo.

However, Jiang Mo didn't seem to notice this. He continued to caress the soft fox tail unscrupulously, and said happily:

"Ningli, you've been working so hard controlling the projection systems on so many Star Chas today. I'll make you something delicious when I get home."

"Um...thank you...Brother Jiang Mo..."

Ningli, who was sitting in the front row, let out a small moan, and then began to concentrate on driving the Star Raft, allowing Jiang Mo's big hands to wander back and forth on the sensitive part of each fox man - the tail.

"But... before that..."

Jiang Mo stroked the little fox's tail while looking at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window, a hint of sadness flashing in his black eyes.

In fact, before Fei Xiao rushed out with the drone used by the company to commit fraud, Jiang Mo prepared another plot:

"As for the stampede... even without the Cloud Riders, we still have the Land Scale Division. Their abilities are no less than any Cloud Rider, and they'll be stationed on every street, ready to lend a hand to residents in need."

"Just like Yang Qian, the senior deacon of the Land and Housing Bureau, who heroically sacrificed his life in the Amber Street attack."

As if he was thinking of the kind-looking old man who often wore gold-rimmed glasses, Jiang Mo's face couldn't help but show a hint of sadness.

"Let's go to Yunqi Cemetery first. I want to... say something to Uncle Yang, tell him... that everything is fine on Amber Street. He protected something with his life..."

"I—or we—helped him defend it."

After hearing Jiang Mo's words, the originally cheerful atmosphere in Xingcha suddenly became heavy.

The smile on Feixiao's face gradually froze, followed by a silent sigh.

She leaned gently on Jiang Mo, hoping that such contact could bring him some comfort.

In the past few days, she often heard Jiang Mo talk about the kind old man, saying how he had taken good care of her and how humorous he had been...

Jiang Mo never mentioned that name again until the attack happened and Yang Qian used his life to protect the residents of Amber Street.

She originally thought that Jiang Mo had gotten over the sadness, but... the only relative left in the world died, and he died because of Bu Liren's attack. How could Jiang Mo let it go?

Thinking of this, Feixiao tightened his grip on Jiang Mo, while Ningli tried to make the Xingcha as steady as possible and headed towards the Cloud Cavalry's cemetery without making a sound.

......

The Cloud Cavalry - or in other words, all the immortals belonging to the Immortal Boat, they only have cenotaphs, no other form of graves.

The reason is simple. Those who have received the blessing of abundance...will become absolutely unstable factors after death and fall into the evil spirit that harms the world.

Of course, fox people are an exception. After all, their lifespan is not enough to survive the arrival of the evil spirit, so they have their own funeral customs.

However...some fox people who joined the Cloud Cavalry or died on the battlefield for other reasons will have a separate cenotaph built here to commemorate their contributions to the Immortal Boat.

Looking at the black stone tablet in front of him, Jiang Mo's face showed a bit of sadness. His slender fingers gently brushed across the few fairy boat characters on the stone tablet without saying a word.

[This place is dedicated to commemorating our deceased hero, Deacon Yang Qian of the Land and Resources Bureau]

"Uncle Yang, you protected Amber Street with your life... Feixiao, Ningli, and everyone from the Diheng Division defended it together."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he took out a bottle of wine from somewhere, uncorked it without hesitation, and let the clear wine slowly fall and blend into the soil under his feet.

"I hope our actions...can temporarily delay the erosion from the company."

After saying this, Jiang Mo shook his head gently, then forced a smile and whispered:

"Let's talk about something happy...Uncle Yang, Feixiao, Ningli and I are getting married soon."

"If you hadn't shown up at that time and accidentally let Feixiao get that marriage application form... I think our relationship might not have progressed as quickly as it has now."

At this point, Jiang Mo, Fei Xiao and Ning Li, the three of them stood in this desolate cemetery, chattering to the dead hero about their future plans.

However... at this time they did not know that a storm gathered by the "Envoy of Fertility" was gradually taking shape and was once again attacking the Immortal Boat.

......

At the same time, in an inconspicuous corner of the universe, a force of the order level suddenly burst out, sucking away the life energy of several planets in just a breath.

The emerald green power flew along the withered planet towards a mass of constantly wriggling flesh, and the flesh gradually grew larger under the nourishment of the life force, and evolved into countless...snarling tentacles.

And at the edge of this mass of meat, there was a bloody fighting ship from Bu Lizhong's "Swallow Wind Hunting Group" floating.

An old werewolf holding a strange staff stared intently at the wildly growing flesh and blood, then knelt on the ground reverently, muttering in a low voice:

"Thank you, Lord Changsheng, for sending your apostles on earth to save us..."

Chapter 84: The hunting flying star will only fall in the longest night (5.5k)

As the old wizard of the Chisel-Tooth Hunting Pack knelt down to worship the flesh and blood that absorbed the vitality of half the planet and continued to grow, the Buli werewolves standing behind him followed suit and knelt down with him.

Except for one person.

The leader of the Xingfeng hunting pack crossed his arms across his chest, a hint of coldness flashing in his black vertical pupils. He silently stared at the wildly growing flesh through the observation window of the flesh-and-blood battleship.

"Now that things have come to this, Amor, tell me—how exactly are you going to take revenge on Xianzhou?"

As it spoke, it pulled out the dagger from its waist and pressed it against the neck of the Chisel-Tooth Wizard who was still kneeling devoutly, as if threatening him, but also as if demanding an answer.

"Revenge...? Hehehe..."

A low laugh like one squeezed out from a tattered bellows rang out above the bloody battleship. The old wizard called Amor slowly raised his head without caring about the blade hanging over his neck, and squeezed out an extremely ugly smile as he looked at the killer with a stern face.

"Fifty years, Nasak, only fifty years will be enough..."

"Fifty years?"

Nasak raised his eyebrows, a cruel look flashed across his face, and the dagger in his hand suddenly sank down an inch. The cold light pierced the old flesh in an instant, and dark purple blood flowed out from the wound and fell on the dark red floor of the fighting ship.

"Your ritual sacrificed half of my clan and over a hundred battleships! Now you're telling me it'll take you fifty years to get revenge on the Immortal Boat?!"