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Chapter 2379. Doomsday System 3

The group nodded and continued their battle. To their dismay, the lamp even had its own background music—Zheng Zhihua's "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."

The sky above is a man's sky, the sky where a boy once dreamed under a sky full of stars. I knew not how high the sky was, not how far the sea was, yet I vowed to take you far away, to the ends of the earth. An irresponsible vow. In my youthful arrogance, I lost my way in the darkness and discovered my vulnerability. Looking at your tear-reddened eyes, thinking of the home I've left behind, I pray that the stars will light a beacon of hope for me. Stars, light my way home, so that this lost child can find his way back. Stars, light my future, and with a little light, warm the heart of this child.

The sky now is a dirty sky. The stars in this civilized sky are no longer visible. The sky isn't actually high, the sea isn't actually far, but the heart is higher than the sky, farther than the sea. Having learned to lie and chase after fame and fortune, I've lost my way in reality and discovered my own fragility. Watching you leave in tears, thinking of the uncertain future, distant stars, please light a lamp of hope for me. Stars, light your way, illuminate my home, let the lost child find their way back. Stars, light your way, illuminate my future, use a little light to warm the hearts of children.

Years later, a heavy rain awakened me from my slumber. Suddenly, the city's neon lights stopped flashing, and a faint star peeked out from the horizon. It was your gaze, still waiting for me in the distance. The stars lit up my door, guiding lost children back to their origins. The stars lit up my future, warming children's hearts with a little light. The stars lit up my door, guiding lost children back to their origins. The stars lit up my future, warming children's hearts with a little light. The stars lit up my door, guiding lost children back to their origins. The stars lit up my future, warming children's hearts with a little light.

A group of people nodded, wondering why there was singing involved. They looked at Nuwa, whose lips twitched slightly. Fuxi said helplessly, "It's good that the girl is willing to help. It's just a minor issue, you can ignore it. She probably just thinks it's funny."

Zifeng, who was observing the situation, commented, "I think this creates a good atmosphere."

Fuxi, loyal to the end, didn't embezzle a single penny: "The girl said this creates a good atmosphere." The group nodded in agreement.

The outspoken Tongtian Sect Leader asked, "Is your sister crazy?"

Fuxi: "Nuwa, the destroyer of the world, is indeed a bit crazy. Anyway, the two of us can't beat her. She's not very reasonable."

Zi Feng was unhappy, so she ran to Fu Xi's temple and slapped his tail twice hard. Fu Xi: "Ouch, little sister, be gentle, be gentle!"

Zi Feng cursed, "You fortune teller, you think you're all that, just because you have a mouth?"

Fuxi: "No, no, no, I'm the only one with free time. By the way, why has that lamp been left unused for so long?"

Zifeng complained: "Are you guys stupid? Once it's stable, just let it float by itself. If it goes too far, just ask me to pull it back. Ask me to heal it? Seriously, it's not that serious. It's not time to mend the sky yet. By the way, if this is going to mend the sky, find the stones yourself."

Fuxi was embarrassed and shouted, "Wife, my sister said to let it float by itself. If it floats too far, pull it back. It can find stones to mend the sky itself. It's healed, so it's not time to mend the sky yet."

Nuwa let go, and the lamp still floated reliably, but to everyone else, it looked like a vacuum cleaner. Zifeng ran back to Nuwa to make sure there were no problems up there. She thought for a moment and said, "Sister, based on the five years down here, I'll try to finish it in five years and lead everyone to support us up there. Prepare for the Flying Immortal Platform."

Nuwa replied, "Okay, if you have any questions, come over and tap me."

Zi Feng thought for a moment and asked, "By the way, are there any skilled crafters among those who are coming down?"

Nuwa replied, "Go find Chiyou."

Zi Feng scratched his head, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, I feel like I'm putting him in a difficult position. Alright, we'll deal with any problems later." After deciding what to do, Zi Feng sensed the area and saw a group of soldiers already gathered. Zi Feng teleported and appeared in the first military camp. Thinking that relying on himself would be too troublesome, Zi Feng used his blood to condense another lamp and threw it directly onto the camp.

Watching the lamp frantically absorb negative energy, Zi Feng nodded, satisfied. He poked the guy next to him who was writhing in pain and said, "Hey, hey, hey, was the process really that painful?"

The medic nearby began to gauge everyone's reaction, and the general on the other side also noticed immediately. He pointed to the ceiling and asked, "What's this?"

Zi Feng replied, "My condensed lamp can absorb the power of rules among you, but it seems the process is quite uncomfortable, so please bear with it."

The man looked at his soldier and said, "Is it possible that he's suffering from negative energy?"

He calmly replied, "That's really not important."

Zi Feng observed the man for a moment. He seemed alright; ten upright people. She touched the man's forehead with her bloodied hand and said, "Alright, once these people are done, you can put the lamp away, or find a place to hang it. This blood lamp can control the invading power of the rules; that's what you call it here. Also, you know the image of Nuwa, right? Make a stone statue, a wooden statue, or a printed image—anything will do. Place it under the lamp, and burn three incense sticks a day. You can also place your Fuxi god there, also three incense sticks a day. This will make it easier to inform the people and hundreds of various gods that the main invading thing here is up there."

The man nodded: "War Wolf, I will pass on your request."

Zi Feng nodded: "Remember, if you can't win, don't fight head-on. Run under the lamp and burn incense. I can sense it, and they will come to help. There won't be any problems. Also, I need to find some people because I'm worried about you. They volunteered to descend to the mortal realm to face their tribulations, including Chi You, the Iron-Eating Beast, Qin Shi Huang, Bai Qi, Han Xin, Li Bai, Hua Tuo, Bian Que, and Guan Yu. They can only help so much up there, so they reincarnated into the mortal realm to shine and contribute."

Zhan Lang was quite moved. At that moment, Zi Feng suddenly sensed the aura of a ferocious beast. He teleported and appeared to see a huge man, about the size of Hagrid, who was acting arrogantly. Zi Feng appeared and immediately launched into a fierce attack. The man was stunned, scratching his head, seemingly reflecting on his actions...

Zi Feng asked, "Are you awake now? Go back and squat under the Qi-gathering lamp."

The man thought for a long time before answering, "Yes, sir."

Zi Feng asked, "Are you from the Zhan Lang family?" The man nodded. Zi Feng then asked, "Where is your master?"

The man pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know either. I only awakened when I felt the imprint of my soul."

Zi Feng was speechless. "Seriously?" she complained. "Wait, is the sensing range really that pathetic?"