System experience officer

Chapter 2381. Doomsday System 5

Han Zifeng choked upon hearing this. How did she suddenly develop cancer? However, since they were going to play it this way, then so be it. Zifeng still asked, "By the way, what is this invading thing? Who's in charge of it?"

First response: "The correct answer is, no one has claimed it. So, play with it however you like."

No one expected that Zifeng's next move would be: "Damn, I've lost so much! I've lost everything, even my underwear! Waaah, no way, that lady has to pay me, or I'll tear her house down!"

The Origin of the Nuwa Clan: "Is it possible that even if you dismantle the Heavenly Realm, you still won't get any money out of it?" Zi Feng was even more depressed. To be honest, you really wouldn't get much money from dismantling it.

My first question was: "What's your profession?"

Zi Feng complained: "The merchant originally said he was going to find his source, so he didn't calculate the price. But if I pay the bill myself, I'll lose a lot of money. Waaaaah, waaaah, what use is a pile of waste paper to me? Damn it, the more I think about it, the angrier I get. If I'm not doing well, you shouldn't be either."

Her body instantly turned black, and within the entire primordial group, her head icon transformed into a skull. The Nuwa primordial spirit laughed instantly: "Haha, little one is truly unhappy now."

Zi Feng didn't waste any words. Since this troublemaker was a rogue cultivator, then he was truly going to die in front of everyone. As soon as Zi Feng got angry, the five sky lanterns she released instantly went black. Even ordinary people could see that certain black entities in the air were frantically pouring back into the five lanterns.

Zhanlong looked at the creature whose body had turned black and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Zi Feng complained, "This damn game, the so-called races fighting here are just a bunch of rogue cultivators causing trouble. Damn it, they messed with me, and I'm losing so much. They have to make up for it even if it means scraping my bones and marrow, or else they won't have a peaceful soul. Humph!"

Zhanlong silently handed over a row of pills and asked, "Want to take some?"

Zi Feng looked at the old man with a strange expression. No, was this reaction appropriate?

Zhanlong replied, "Calm down, look around. Everyone who could run has run." Zifeng turned her head and hummed in agreement; those who couldn't run were all dizzy. She scratched her head, slightly embarrassed. Zhanlong asked tentatively, "How much did you lose?"

Zi Feng instantly exclaimed in frustration, "Damn it, they didn't even pay me! Those four lamps—no, one lamp—couldn't be bought even if you sold all of yours! Your four lamps, though slightly inferior, were still made from three drops of holy blood. The one in heaven was made from a hundred drops of holy blood! With all my knowledge, I couldn't even afford to raise it back! Waaaaah... What a huge loss! Waaaaah... That bastard, that bastard! I can't take it anymore, the more I think about it, the angrier I get..."

Zhanlong sensed something was off and asked curiously, "How old are you really?"

Zi Feng turned his head and scratched his head, saying, "I'm not over thirty. Anyway, I'm the youngest in the clan. I only stay in each world for a few years before moving on to the next one. What's wrong with that?"

Zhan Long covered his face and said, "Hmm, I feel like you're a bit, cough cough cough, childish."

Zi Feng replied, "No, it's because I cultivate negative abilities, so I leave my brain at home whenever I don't need it. There are so many old men there, their minds are definitely more righteous than mine, so I just need to focus on killing people. You call someone like me a Dark Priest, a Poison Doctor, in short, not a good person."

Zhanlong: "You're a really nice person. You're willing to help us without saying anything."

Zi Feng shrugged: "We're from China, after all, so we still need to have this much bottom line."

Zhanlong visibly swayed slightly and asked curiously, "How long will you need to rest?"

Zi Feng pouted, "Sigh, there's nothing I can do. Without releasing the power of the rules, I can't stabilize the casualties at all. Just these few lamps have halved the overall strength of my divine soul. I'd really have to start all over again from the beginning of time to fully recover, sob sob... Even if I take drugs, it'll take tens of millions of years to recover. The more I think about it, the more I feel like I'm losing out..."

Zhanlong was quite embarrassed and actually blurted out from the bottom of his heart, "Are you raising funds?"

Zi Feng complained, "I thought he had a source world behind him, so I could devour it to deal with the source world and then I would be back. So I didn't plan to make things difficult for you mortals. But, but! It turns out he's just a rogue cultivator with nothing. This is a loss for me."

Although Zhanlong knew it wasn't good to laugh now, he really couldn't help it: "Pfft, hahaha, hahahaha..." Zifeng instantly looked even more aggrieved, and Zhanlong sighed: "Sorry, I really couldn't help it."

Zi Feng sighed, "Sigh, if I were you, I'd laugh too. This was such an stupid thing to do. He was trying to steal this world because he wanted its very essence. In the end, I'm the only one who suffers. Waaah..."

Zhanlong laughed uncontrollably again. This kid, is he just not very bright? Zifeng got angrier and angrier. On the other hand, the source was quite funny. Several souls said: We've already shed blood, we should at least get our principal back.

The game's mastermind is now in a very awkward position. Not only is it completely trapped in this world, unable to escape, but it's also run into a lunatic who used his holy blood to set off a sky lantern. To make matters worse, this lunatic is also its natural enemy, making things even more complicated.

Now, not only can he not run away, but he's practically been whipped to death by the unhappy child. The worst part is, this potent curse source is so strong that he can't even lift a finger to tamper with it. Other kids have built-in filters and navigation, but he's only been hit once and he's already been targeted and retaliated against. Waaah, shouldn't he be the one crying now?

So, Zi Feng received a rough voice: "Little girl, let's talk. Can I leave this world?"

Zi Feng retorted angrily, "No way! You think you can run away now that I've lost so much money? You better not run away!"

That gruff voice was so awkward. He thought to himself, "Is it his fault that you're not thinking straight?" But then he thought it best to keep the others quiet. Zi Feng guessed what this guy might say.

Zi Feng went straight into the Nuwa clan: "Nuwa, who's lighting the lamps up there, tell all the survivors up there, whoever makes peace with that bastard, whoever compensates me for my losses! My tens of thousands of years of cultivation, and you've all just given up halfway? Believe me or not, I'll give you a new divine punishment! Humph!"

Fuxi: "Received. Notify them immediately."

So, Fuxi, who was already idle in the formation, suddenly cast a magic seal into the lamp. As a result, "Starry Night" stopped playing and turned into Fuxi's threatening voice: "Anyone who dares to surrender, be careful my sister will come after you! Ah, ah... My sister has spoken. Whoever makes peace will pay the bill. Just think, there are only five lamps in the Three Realms, and they can drain half of your holy blood."