Acai's Sky

Chapter 965: The Tales of Youmengfang: Cross-border Assemblage to Fight the Blood Demon

Wangyou City Huaxia Military Camp

The research building was like an exploded honey jar, filled with amazement and laughter.

Old Xiao paced back and forth in the equipment display area with his hands behind his back, unaware that his gold-rimmed glasses had slipped to the tip of his nose. His skinny fingers stroked the Broken Mountain Axe that could cut off one's inner demons and the medical drone that glowed with blue light one by one. There was a smile hidden in the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, making him look like an old cat that had succeeded in stealing some meat.

In the laboratory of the Academy of Sciences, the pockets of Mr. Zhong's white coat were bulging with countless strange objects mailed back from Youmengfang.

He was leaning over a microscope, staring at a piece of glowing scale powder in amazement, and he didn't even bother to adjust his reading glasses until they slipped to the tip of his nose.

"Was this bought specially for our research?" His voice trembled slightly with excitement. His fingers covered with age spots gently poked the slide, and the scales actually formed a winking smiling face in the air.

Political Commissar Liao was so thirsty from chatting in front of the screen. On the screen, Liu Fengqi was riding on a glowing cloud of candied haws, with glutinous rice balls holding half a talking cake in their claws.

"Well, all of our warriors who didn't enter the fragments were summoned by the Lord of Wangyou City to 'Youmengfang', which is a supply station!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden "ding" sound from the communicator. Wang Changming was holding up a brush that could automatically draw a treasure map and entered the camera. The ink dripping from the tip of the brush condensed into a swimming goldfish in the air.

"There are all kinds of good things here. We're just worried that we don't have crystal coins, otherwise we won't be able to buy anything!" Wang Changming's voice came amid the noise of the market.

In the background, a down-and-out scholar was holding a megaphone and shouting, "Buy a puppet and get a free mystical talisman! Buy one, get three free!"

What followed was the sound of bargaining one after another, and the loud "woooo" protest of glutinous rice ball - probably someone wanted to steal its candied haws.

Elder Zhong suddenly straightened up, and the fluorescent debris on his white coat fell off. "The Lord of Wangyou City still has the props to summon the legion. Incredible, incredible..."

He pushed up his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses shining frighteningly bright, and turned to look at Professor Yu who was debugging the mechanical compass beside him.

Professor Yu's beard twitched with laughter, and the bronze compass in his hand spit out a fire-breathing mechanical dragon. "We old guys can study more in our lifetime. What's impossible?"

Before he could finish his words, the door of the laboratory was slammed open, and several young researchers rushed in holding a bronze tripod taller than a person. The dragon pattern on the lid of the tripod was winking at everyone.

Elsewhere, the dungeon team's headquarters erupted in chaos. Director Zhou slammed his hands on the table and paced back and forth. The holographic projection constantly updated the inventory of Youmengfang's supplies, and his military boots thumped against the floor. "What a great opportunity! Stock up! We'll have a better chance of survival once we enter the Xuanyuan Secret Realm!" In his excitement, he slapped Director Wu on the leg.

"Can you slap your thigh?" Director Wu rubbed his thigh and jumped away, but he couldn't help but swallow his saliva while staring at the projection of the drunken dream that could predict the future.

Qiu Shulai's fingertips almost touched the holographic projection, his eyes widening behind the lenses. "That's Tang Dynasty clothing. Could it be the twenty-four Tang Dynasty heroes who were honored in the Imperial Court that I heard about in Yoyo Tavern?"

Before he finished speaking, in the projection, Tang Chen Cheng Zhijie was carrying a wine jar and rushing around. The golden light reflected by the jade pendant on his waist was so dazzling that people could not open their eyes. The Bi'an pattern embroidered on the corner of his robe seemed to come alive with his movements, baring its fangs and claws.

Director Zhou's head popped over, his pretentious reading glasses nearly slipping into his mouth. "Really? That's not right! Didn't they say they were just summoned? How can they enter the regional battlefield now?"

He stared at Li Jing, a Tang Dynasty official who was setting up the Bagua formation on the screen, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock - this Tang Dynasty military god actually took out a Zhuge Crossbow (modified) that was integrated with an electric circuit, and when the crossbow string vibrated, it made a "beep" sound similar to the notification tone of a mobile phone.

Political Commissar Liao leaned against the tactical sand table with his arms folded across his chest, three deep wrinkles forming at the corners of his eyes. He looked like a lemon. "We don't have the summoning ability of the Lord of Forgetful City. He was obviously summoned. I'm so envious..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pop-up window suddenly popped up on the communicator. It was the shared picture sent by Liu Fengqi: Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty was riding a cloud-stepping horse and circling over the market town. The armor of the twenty-four heroes behind him formed a flowing galaxy. The most outrageous thing was Tang minister Yuchi Gong, who was holding a large black iron spoon that could automatically pick up food, chasing the glutinous rice ball to feed it glowing osmanthus cake.

"This isn't a battlefield, it's clearly a large-scale team-building event!" Qiu Shulai pointed at the screen with a helpless smile. He saw Tang Chen Qin Qiong and the captain of the Chinese military's Suzaku team competing in archery. The former used an heirloom carved bow, while the latter took out an electromagnetic crossbow that automatically calculated the wind speed, and the arrows he shot out created brilliant sparks in the air.

What's even more amazing is that Tang Chen Wei Zheng was using a tablet computer to explain business contracts to the decadent people in the market, fooling them into nodding their heads.

Elder Zhong rushed in, holding a newly disassembled mechanical compass. Half a luminous cake that sang "Drinking Song" fell out of his white coat pocket. "I just figured it out! The Lord of Forgetful City's summons can break the barriers of rules!"

He excitedly slammed the compass onto the table. A faint blue data stream emerged from the whirring gears. "See? This thing can adjust the energy frequency of non-combatants to a battlefield-compatible mode. It's like... like having a universal charger for your phone!"

"Can we imitate it?"

Director Zhou's eyes lit up, and all the red dots on the tactical sand table suddenly turned into Q-version emoticons of Tang Dynasty soldiers - who knew which naughty kid had secretly changed the system settings.

Political Commissar Liao reached out and poked the cute Cheng Zhijie on the screen, then suddenly remembered something and slapped his thigh: "No! Don't forget the rules! Even if non-combatants enter, they won't get any war points!"

This made everyone feel discouraged, except Professor Yu, who slowly pulled out a small bronze tripod that could spit bubbles from his pocket and said, "Who said we have to count points?"

He shook the cauldron, and the bubbling liquid within reflected the bustling scene of the market. "Did you see those miraculous elixirs that can bring the dead back to life, and those mechanical devices that can change the landscape? Even if there are no points, these strategic materials are the real treasure!"

As he was speaking, the communicator suddenly vibrated wildly, and Liu Fengqi's emergency live broadcast screen popped up: the black-robed army of the Blood Evil League was pouring in like a tide, and the Ming Dynasty soldiers were forming a strange mixed formation with the Chinese soldiers - Ming general Zhang Yu and Captain Suzaku jointly controlled the huge electromagnetic Bagua formation, Cheng Yaojin swung the wine jar as a meteor hammer, and Yuchi Gong's black iron spoon turned into an energy shield.

The most amazing thing is the glutinous rice ball, whose hair stands up and emits rainbow-colored light waves. Wherever it goes, evil spirits start to dance square dance.

"This isn't a war, it's a fight between gods!"

Qiu Shulai was stunned. Suddenly, a barrage of comments flashed across the holographic projection. It was Ah Er's live broadcast with a loud speaker: "Family! Blood Demon Alliance boss sale at 90% off! Buy the boss's drops and get lifetime VIP membership in the market!"

Then came 00541's scream: "Don't just focus on business! Defend!"

Political Commissar Liao looked at the bustling battlefield and suddenly laughed out loud: "I finally understand. Following the Lord of Wangyou City, the rules are dead, but people are alive."

He turned to look at the room full of eager researchers, "What are you all standing there for? Get ready to receive the treasures they've brought back. Our lab is about to get bustling with activity!"