CHAPTER 292: CHAPTER 251: TREMBLE!

Li Zheng’s primary targets were the three Mud Furnace chickens that escaped from channel 24. When they left, they must have communicated, as they were all on the same channel.

He initially thought their purpose in moving to the same channel was to make alliances easier, allowing them to look out for each other.

However, when he teleported over, he found that the three Mud Furnace chickens had actually formed a team.

When Li Zheng arrived in the room, the three Mud Furnace players had just killed a Gold Level creature and were resting.

Sitting cross-legged together, each with a healing item in hand, they chatted casually.

Perhaps not expecting Li Zheng to find them so soon, the three were oblivious to Li Zheng’s arrival and made no effort to conceal their conversation.

One of them was fitting a bone-setting brace and said, "What are the folks up there thinking, really? Li Zheng has already fallen out with the High Celestial Plain. Wouldn’t Creation benefit from sitting back and reaping the rewards? Why bother scheming against him?"

When the brace was fitted and activated, he winced in pain, cursing, "Baka!"

Another person’s chest was torn open with three deep wounds down to the bone, applying some medicinal powder.

As the powder touched the wounds, he broke out in cold sweat from the pain and gritted his teeth, "Even if Creation and the High Celestial Plain are at odds, that’s an internal matter of our Mud Furnace Country. Who the hell does Li Zheng think he is? If he dares to kill our Mud Furnace people, he’ll have to pay!"

The third person seemed to have internal injuries, with a waxy complexion. After swallowing a bottle of nanorobots, he said, "You’re both wrong. Cough... I got information that the higher-ups in Creation contacted those on the High Celestial Plain a few days ago. They’re planning to unite and take down the Dragon Country. The current discord between us is just a facade to deceive others."

As he spoke, he coughed violently, spitting out two mouthfuls of foul blood, and his face became flushed.

Enduring the pain of the bone-setting, the first struggled to speak, "Unite? If Fudao Island learns about it, won’t they act desperately? Though few in number, those monsters are terrifyingly powerful. If our alliance puts too much pressure on them, they might unite with other organizations against us."

As if thinking of something, terror flickered in his eyes, and he seemed quite perturbed.

The third person glanced at him and said, "You might not be aware, but the strongest monsters on Fudao Island are now overwhelmed with their own issues; they couldn’t care less about us."

The second person, fully covering his wounds with medicinal powder and taking out a bandage roll, asked, "Where did you get all this insider information?"

The third person smiled reservedly, "My brother Banquan Longma told me all this."

"Banquan Longma!"

This name caused the other two to exclaim, "The first heir of the Banquan Family, Banquan Longma?"

"The legendary hidden family that controls all of Mud Furnace Country’s electricity, the Banquan Family?" The man with the bone-setting brace wore a peculiar expression, "But I heard that Banquan Longma only has a sister named Banquan Lin, no brother?"

The third person’s expression became unnatural and he stammered, "Half-brother. The family, saving face, never publicly acknowledged it."

As if explaining something, he added, "In reality, my family’s treatment towards me isn’t much different from Banquan Lin’s."

"Got it, got it," the other two nodded knowingly.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

After a while, the effectiveness of the bone-setting brace was complete. The man, feeling much relieved, sighed, removed the brace, and moved his arms.

To break the awkward atmosphere, he found a topic, "I heard that a decade ago, when Dragon Country’s tech level was still backward, didn’t your family plan to develop the electricity industry over there?"

"It seemed to hit some resistance; three subsidiaries established in Dragon Country were cleared out as spies, and this even made the newspapers back then."

The second person, now bandaged like a cocoon, chimed in, "Right, I remember that. Since then, the Banquan Family seemed to advocate the dragon-slaying venture, and their name was mentioned in lists exposed by the Foreign Affairs Department a few years back. Didn’t your family fund several authors from that list?"

"Authors?" Banquan Bastard sneered, "Just some money-grubbing trash. Had it not been for that global disaster back then and the collapsing domestic economy, compounded with the Foreign Affairs Department exposing the list, the Dragon Country would have turned into a gecko for us long ago."

"A gecko?" The man was doubtful, "Just by those money-centric garbage?"

"Yes, by those garbage!" Banquan Bastard laughed mysteriously, "Never underestimate the power of rumors. Are you aware of how many Dragon Country students come to our Mud Furnace Country to study because of those morons publishing pro-Mud statements in Dragon Country? These are all foreign exchange. Dragon Country’s money is much more valuable than ours."

"Yes, collecting hundreds of thousands of tuition from each, and when they return, they praise Mud Furnace’s superior education."

"Haha!" Another person laughed suddenly, "I remember reading a widely circulated article in Dragon Country saying our Mud Furnace enterprises scrub the toilets several times, and even the toilet water is drinkable... Haha... how can anyone believe such an idiotic article! Who would be stupid enough to drink toilet water?"

"Who would drink?" Banquan Bastard sneered, "Dragon Country people, of course. I’ve heard they have followers of this practice back home."

"Really?" The other two exclaimed in surprise.

"With such a large population, isn’t it normal to have a few fools?" Banquan Bastard dismissed it, "Don’t think those sellouts are smart; I once dealt with a so-called assistant professor from some university, giving him two ailing adult actresses for an evening, and he acted superior."

"Ailing actresses? You can’t mean..."

"Yes, that kind. Some Dragon Country people like that," Banquan Bastard recalled the scene with disdain, "The next day he was full of gratitude, shaking my hand; made my skin crawl. Didn’t even look at him before sending him away."

"I heard he did quite a few dirty things back home afterward, spreading the disease too, tsk tsk tsk... female university students, the pillars of Dragon Country? Ha."

"Speaking of female university students, I remember something," the bandaged guy suddenly said, "Just before entering the Matrix, a black assistant professor from a Dragon Country college killed a female student. Did you guys know about that?"

"Know... a lover’s quarrel!" Banquan Bastard made air quotes, "You know what that implies. I got some info through special channels. Do you guys know how cunning that black guy was?"

"He beat her several times for refusing his advances! Then tried to leave, breaking all her limbs! Still dared to call for help, slashed across the face dozens of times, the deepest cuts tearing the flesh apart! Worse from the neck down, a bloody mess! After the black guy had his fun, he slashed her neck artery to end the pain."

"You know such details, you have quite the connections... huh?" Banquan Longma said unconsciously, then realized it. The recently spoken words were not among the three present.

He then noticed that his two companions, faces filled with terror, were pointing behind him, speechless with fear.

Realizing something, he slowly turned his head with dread.

Behind him, a young man with a pet resembling a Dragon stood not far away.

The young man, with a furious look, was removing a bracelet-like device from his wrist.

"Li... gurgle... Li Zheng?!" Banquan Bastard stammered the name in fear.

Li Zheng’s lips curled into a grim smile, "That’s me."

He put away the Emotion Balance Bracelet, for the first time willingly indulging in the killing urge surging from within.

The malevolence surged from his heart, spreading through his body, stimulating each cell.

Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted from his soul, his body transformed, swelling to a two-meter giant, the purple flames in his eyes reaching unprecedented intensity.

"I’ll kill you first, then the black guys!"