The King of Black Fog

The banks of Ming Lake were lined with lotus flowers, and the rain fell, making a crisp and pattering sound.

The lake's surface rippled circle after circle.

The sky was darkening; on the 21st floor of Ming City Technology Plaza, a mummified corpse faced backwards, heel to toe, lifting its foot, placing it down, step by step walking towards the crowd.

The hostages on the 21st floor had already been rescued, leaving only soldiers and players.

Zheng Qing hung up the phone.

"What should we do?" asked the soldier captain.

"Higher-ups need to be consulted too," Zheng Qing said with a grave expression.

In such a situation, no one dared to make unilateral decisions; if it were truly the zombie virus, acting impulsively could make them criminals against Daxia and even all humanity.

Mosquitoes are terrifying.

Even without mutations, each year 700 million people are infected by mosquitoes with various diseases, and for every seventeen people, one dies from diseases transmitted by mosquitoes.

"There are still people alive on the 22nd floor, and some can't wait any longer!" the rescue team leader said anxiously, brows furrowed behind his gas mask.

Zheng Qing hesitated, clutching the phone tightly.

"I'll stay," Li Changzhou spoke up, "I'll keep an eye on it while you all go rescue them."

Zheng Qing looked at him; having no other choice, he could only say, "Thank you. Don't engage it, maintain your distance, and wait for orders from above."

"Don't worry, fifty thousand yuan isn't worth risking a fight with it."

"..." Zheng Qing turned to the captain of the soldiers and said, "Leave three men with him; the rest come with me."

Having made a decision, everyone slowly retreated to attack the 22nd floor, where the queen mosquito and eight blood mosquito soldiers awaited them.

"Brother, be careful," Li Qianxia worriedly reminded him.

"You too, be careful. If there is danger, take Qing Lan and run. Don't be reckless," Li Changzhou instructed her.

"Okay."

Yang Qinglan looked at Li Changzhou; his expression was grave, a classic 'you guys go, I'll cover our backs' demeanor.

Because he was so serious, it made her feel that he wasn't afraid at all, but rather, he seemed quite interested in the mummy.

Regardless, she softly said, "Be careful."

"As you say."

Even in such times, still flirtatious, there definitely was something going on, Yang Qinglan kept a straight face and followed behind Li Qianxia.

Li Changzhou and the three soldiers continued their standoff with the mummy.

Gunshots were intense upstairs, mixed with gusts of wind, heavy rain, roars, and messy footsteps.

Occasionally, people were carried down, some hostages, some soldiers, and some rescue personnel themselves.

"Ah, I'm exhausted," Li Changzhou said, grabbing a chair to sit down.

The three gun-toting soldiers quickly glanced at him, then hurriedly looked away, continuing to aim at the mummy that moved at a frame-per-second speed.

Li Changzhou clasped his hands behind his head, whistling.

"Love is locked in autumn after summer is gone, after enduring the winter, I got over it a bit♪~"

He closed his eyes, attempting to communicate telepathically with the Mysterious Black Fog.

Ever since the day the Mysterious Black Fog appeared, he had tried various methods, including telepathic communication, none of which worked, but he was still undeterred.

The three soldiers were at a loss, confronted with the approaching mummy and the melody of "Sun Washed in Spring Rain" in their ears.

The already slow movement of the mummy suddenly paused.

"Careful!" the middle soldier called out in a low voice.

"Mr. Li!" the soldier on the right shouted.

The soldier on the left pressed his right cheek tightly to the gunstock, his eyes sharp as needles, staring at the mummy while large drops of sweat rolled down from his hair.

Li Changzhou watched the three men, as well as himself sitting in the chair, hands clasped behind his head, resting.

'Success!'

Click, the mummy took a step, its gaze rapidly lowering, and Li Changzhou was back in his own body.

He opened his eyes.

The mummy, like a layer of clothing, slid off the Mysterious Black Fog's body, turning into ashes at the feet of the Black Fog, with Corpse Powder burning with black flames.

"What happened?" he stood up.

How come after taking a step, it was gone?

"I—I don't know," the soldier on the left answered, shivering.

Li Changzhou stepped forward, looking at the burning Corpse Powder, and thought for a moment before casually pulling out a black steel spear, skewering the body of a black mosquito soldier and roasting it over the flames.

The flames did not spread nor did they have any heat.

"Mr. Li?" the three soldiers approached cautiously.

"The mummy has been destroyed by me. Remember to ask Cathead to increase my pay."

"?"

You destroyed it?

You were clearly sitting there resting, even whistling Wang Lihong's "Sun Washed in Spring Rain"!

Could it be that mummies are afraid of "Sun Washed in Spring Rain"? They aren't like the Namekians who fear whistling!

The three young soldiers thought a lot, but said nothing, having nothing to say to Li Changzhou.

Li Changzhou thought a lot too.

Plunder Skill, spending money to upgrade skills, possession, and the black flames, the abilities of the Mysterious Black Fog are many—perhaps there were even more undiscovered, but he could only master plundering and upgrading.

But well, as the old saying goes, the road is rough, the future is bright.

As long as there's a promising future.

Speaking of a promising future, the siblings had discussed it, their standard was: after paying the mortgage, there's still ten thousand yuan left.

"Hmm?" Li Changzhou suddenly looked up.

The soldier in the middle looked over and asked, "What is it, Mr. Li?"

Li Changzhou leaped up and flew into the air, his arm disappearing into the ceiling, followed by his entire body melding into it.

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The Blood Mosquito soldiers were more troublesome than expected, fast, and able to recover from injuries by sucking blood.

The rescue was also difficult, the hostages on the 22nd floor were almost all unconscious, "bodies strewn everywhere," there simply weren't enough rescuers to carry each one individually.

The most terrifying was the female mosquito.

When Li Qianxia and others arrived, its abdomen, swollen like a ball, became flattened, all the essence of blood and eggs fully absorbed by itself.

The female mosquito turned into a fearsome warrior, one meter seventy-five tall, wielding a blood-colored spear.

Bullets couldn't penetrate its shell; when it swung its spear, the stabs were as fast as arrows and the slashes were like cannonballs exploding, its speed and strength unmatched.

Without Yang Qinglan's "Attract And Repel," it was almost a one-sided slaughter.

"Buzz!" The female mosquito thrust its spear, skewering a warrior and flinging him carelessly.

The thrown warrior knocked down a cluster of rescuers.

Li Qianxia tilted back her neck, let out a Wolf Howl, and accelerated eerily fast, closing in on the female mosquito instantly, her blood-colored steel spear aimed at its throat.

The female mosquito didn't even try to dodge, thrusting with its spear as well.

"Clang!"

"Hehe!" Li Qianxia let out a mischievous, triumphant laugh.

The female mosquito's blood-colored spear stabbed into her blood-colored armor (Horned Robe), while her blood-colored steel spear... a thread-like stream of blood, flowed along the steel spear from the female mosquito's body into hers.

"Double Thrust", launching two attacks consecutively as quick as one.

"Ah!" The female mosquito let out a human-like roar of rage.

Li Qianxia pulled back her spear to leave, but found it stuck, the female mosquito holding onto her blood-colored steel spear.

In that instant, the female mosquito's spear swept fiercely, the blurred spear shadow tearing through the air.

Li Qianxia's face turned pale; the Horned Robe had high defense, but it couldn't alleviate all impact.

Originally, the water buffalo could withstand bullets not just because of the Horned Robe but also due to its own nature.

Li Qianxia didn't have the robust body of a buffalo. Getting hit by a cannon-like spear, the exterior seemed fine, but the organs inside were definitely ruptured.

Just as the female mosquito's spear was about to hit her, Li Qianxia suddenly flew backwards.

It was Yang Qinglan's "Attract and Repel"!

The female mosquito watched Li Qianxia gasping for air from afar, its gaze shifting to Yang Qinglan, having already noticed her.

The female mosquito flipped Li Qianxia's blood-colored steel spear to its left hand, grasping it from the tip to its handle.

It made a throwing gesture.

"Qing Lan!" Li Qianxia shouted, rushing forward desperately.

Two Blood Mosquito warriors lunged at her.

Without her steel spear, Li Qianxia could only dodge.

Infinite bullets hit the female mosquito, creating a series of knocking sounds, but the female mosquito remained unaffected, pulling its left hand back like drawing a strong bow.

Yang Qinglan's eyes turned blue, simultaneously casting "Call the Wind and Rain".

"Attract and Repel" was powerful, but its force was only equivalent to Earth's gravity;

"Call the Wind and Rain" was also powerful, but against the strong and defensively robust female mosquito, it wasn't very effective.

The female mosquito stumbled but quickly steadied itself, again preparing to throw.

"Where is your invincible shield?" Zheng Qing shouted, her submachine gun spitting flames.

"Li Changzhou!" Yang Qinglan called.

The female mosquito hurled the blood-colored steel spear, fast as lightning.

An arm burst from the floor, its fist slamming into the speeding shaft of the spear.

"Bang!" The steel spear embedded in the ceiling.

Li Changzhou stood in front of Yang Qinglan.

"Li Changzhou is here," he said.

A Blood Mosquito warrior pounced toward him.

Yang Qinglan's glance made the Blood Mosquito warrior hesitate, and Li Changzhou delivered a punch.

The Blood Mosquito warrior was thrown out, smashing into the ground, it shook its dizzy head, looked up, and saw Li Changzhou.

But it was stunned for a moment, a spearhead sharp as a penpoint flew past.

"Pfft!"

The Blood Mosquito warrior's head was penetrated, pinned to the ground.

"Thanks, bro!" Li Qianxia pulled out the steel spear from the Blood Mosquito warrior's body and charged towards the chubby boss.

The chubby boss was holding crab claw gauntlets, gripping the spears of two Blood Mosquito warriors, engaged in a fierce tug-of-war, his face beet-red from the effort.

Li Qianxia flicked her spear, executing a "Double Thrust".

Two consecutive thrusts pierced the Blood Mosquito warrior's head, greatly relieving the pressure on the chubby boss, who then swung a punch at another Blood Mosquito warrior.

"Protect me!" Yang Qinglan said to Li Changzhou.

"No." After casually killing a Blood Mosquito warrior, handing back the "Mosquito Style Blood-sucking Gun" to Li Qianxia, Li Changzhou looked at the female mosquito, "I will kill it."

Yang Qinglan gave him a look, "Okay, I'll protect you."

Li Changzhou smiled, as the female mosquito charged at him, he clenched his fist, unleashing a force, and with one swing, smashed it against the wall.