Fist of Imagination

"Let me go back quickly! Aren't you doing harm to others? I haven't saved the file yet!"

Lao Wang waved the game controller in his hand, his eyes red with anxiety, and his corpse energy surged wildly.

The Haina Magic Store used by Liang De to house people is quite large. It has all kinds of furniture and can play video games. Lao Wang is in it and is at ease with no one to care about him. It doesn't matter if he just sleeps when he is tired. It is better than sleeping in the sewer. Much happier here.

He was suddenly caught out while he was having a good time. He was so angry that he was shaking all over, and the mud and meat on his body fell down. He almost shook himself from the King of Corpses to the King of Skeletons.

"Brother Wang, calm down. I have already saved the file for you. I will give it to you together with the host later."

"oh?"

Lao Wang immediately stopped moving, stretched his neck back, and twisted his hands together as if he was embarrassed.

"Host, the main unit is nothing. I don't lack this either. The main unit can't be eaten or laid on...I mean the sofa..."

"The sofa will be given to you too."

Liang De sighed: "I just want you to cooperate with our work first."

"That's okay."

Lao Wang jumped out of Liang De's hands, put his hands behind his back, held his head high and said:

"If you have anything to say, just ask me, I'll take care of everything I can and can't handle! Who am I? Just come to me!"

"Hey? Who is that woman?"

Lao Wang pointed to the distance with his double chin.

"Why do you come out dressed like this? You are not sick."

Mi Xiang, who retreated several hundred meters away, pinched his nose and looked disgusted.

She had never been afraid of zombies, but the smell of this evil corpse was too strong. Stewed mandarin fish with broken ears smelled better than this!

"I was about to introduce you, Brother Wang, this is our President Mi, who came here specifically to guide the rescue work. She wore a hospital gown to feel like she could continue working despite being sick, but she is not sick."

"Then isn't this still a disease?"

"Brother Wang, don't be so strict with others. People haven't said anything about you yet."

Liang De turned sideways and introduced to Mi Xiang:

"Mr. Mi, this is Lao Wang, a local savior volunteer. According to my observation, he has a very typical calamity-inducing physique whether he is alive or dead. He can quickly intensify a large amount of earth vein miscellaneous gas to corrode the Blue Star. Well, it seems that he can still survive after death. Becoming a little stronger.

"It might not be intuitive just to hear what I say. Why don't you try it yourself, Mr. Mi?"

Liang De grabbed Lao Wang's collar again and tried to throw him to Mi Xiang.

"Don't come here, just tell me the conclusion!"

"Brother Wang, please continue playing video games. I'll call you if I need anything."

Liang De stuffed Lao Wang back into the fantasy hiding space and said to Mi Xiang:

"My conclusion is that ordinary transformation methods have no effect on the robber. Even if you turn him into a rotten corpse, he and the earth's miscellaneous energy will still be a raging fire. It may become more intense at a moment's notice. The taste of Jie Dimai is really too strong..."

You are the one with heavy taste!

"So I think the risk of independent research and development is too high and unnecessary. It is safer to improve existing solutions from parallel worlds. What do you think, Mr. Mi?"

"wait."

Mi Xiang squatted on the ground and contacted the organization, expressing her strong desire to change people. However, the director's attitude this time was extremely tough. Not only did she refuse, but she also moved out the top to threaten her, even though she jumped left and right. Even though he tried his best to push the blame, he couldn't get rid of this trouble.

Her eyes became darker and darker, her shoulders and back became more and more slumped, and finally she floated up holding her knees, huddled up and slowly rotating in the air.

"Why is it so troublesome, why me, paid leave, woo woo, my paid leave..."

Actually... he behaves badly when encountering difficulties!

How did someone like you join an evil organization? You were a primary school student before you even finished your classes!

Liang De's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and he wanted to get a pot of boiling water to wake up the loser in front of him, but he... held it back!

"Mr. Mi, if you have no other opinions, I will start my preparations. I hope you can adjust your condition as soon as possible and keep up with the progress. I..."

The rice elephant floating in the air suddenly stopped turning, raised its head and said:

"Have you submitted the information about your mission failure?"

"Uh...it's been submitted."

"When will the next Utopian Fist arrive? Do you know him? How likely is it to instigate rebellion?"

"You want to instigate rebellion again?" Isn't one young man enough for you?

Mi Xiang said seriously: "Multiple people, multiple strengths, Xiaoliang, the workload is extremely huge now, and it can no longer be completed by the two of us.

"The second officer requested that this operation be kept strictly confidential. It is inconvenient for us at Compound Eye to send additional manpower, so I decided to copy the successful experience and solve the labor problem flexibly."

Come on, what can't be done between two people? It's obvious that you don't want to do anything by yourself!

"Mr. Mi, the task is actually very simple. It doesn't take much effort. You just need to sort out the order of the void and build a many-to-one basic transmission structure..."

"Xiaoliang, you don't need to say more!"

Mi Xiangyi said sternly:

"I want to take charge of the overall situation and command, so I don't have time to participate in this kind of routine work. If my attention is distracted and something goes wrong, can you take the responsibility?"

"Anyone can do the same chores as organizing the centralized transmission of robbers, but some tasks must be done by me. This is my responsibility and I am bound to do it.

"Anyway, I have decided that when the next Utopian Fist enters the realm and you start to instigate rebellion, I will apply for additional budget to give you the greatest support.

"As long as you instigate him, your workload will be halved, your salary will remain unchanged, and I will personally sponsor you 750 crystal clusters. How about that?"

750 crystal clusters...

Isn't that the fucking prepayment kickback you got from me?

Liang De's expression was as complicated as his mood: "...I have no problem in principle."

"That's fine."

Mi Xiang came over and patted him on the shoulder, saying:

"How about it? Are you confident in completing the work of instigating rebellion?"

Liang De nodded and said: "The Utopian Fist who will perform the next mission is my classmate, so it's not a big problem."

Mi Xiang: "Huh? It means that you were planning to cheat your classmates with me before. Are you so ruthless? You are worthy of being the bald lackey of Thunder Bluff. You are despicable!"

"Mr. Mi is so complimentary."

…

A few hours later, a square portal appeared in the sky above the blue star of world No. 37927 on the other side.

A gust of copper-colored wind blew out from behind the door, and in an instant, he transformed into a handsome young man who was elegant and unconventional.

There is a cinnabar mole in the center of his eyebrows that looks like a lotus platform, illuminating the ink-filled sky red and translucent, as if it were in a furnace.

"It's still not perfect enough. Does it have to be completely condensed into its true nature before it can be freely released? Hey, I still don't quite understand..."

Shan Futian rubbed his eyebrows, and after a while, the cinnabar mole slowly disappeared.

At this moment, a message was sent to his Tongxu.

Liang De: "Shan Futian, I am your instigator."

Thank you everyone, see you tomorrow ('')