84: Prepare to build a cross-border communication platform

“…” Bai Mo felt that if this strike landed on him… he would probably die, right?

Under such immense pressure, Bai Mo's spiritual energy circulated wildly, gathering on his blade.

Hyōrinmaru thrust forward.

[Dragon Hailstorm Stance]

Terrifying cold air shot out, rapidly condensing into an ice pillar, which fiercely collided with the descending lightning.

Boom!!!

The lightning plunged directly into the ice, like a drill smashing into a layer of ice.

But Bai Mo's power was not weak either; the icy power spurted out, firmly resisting the lightning, making it difficult for it to advance an inch.

Boom!

[Dragon Hailstorm Stance] exploded into a cross-shaped freeze.

The lightning also unleashed its final brilliance.

Bai Mo and Wen Yu stood amidst the ice shards scattered on the ground, looking at each other.

“Whew~ I lost!” Bai Mo sighed, saying.

“What! You still wanted to beat me?” Wen Yu rolled her eyes and said. But in her heart, she was sighing: Xiaobai’s strength is already on par with hers…

“Sigh~” Bai Mo plopped down onto the ground. He was done, completely drained by Wen Yu! There was nothing left in his body.

“Bai Mo, you’re too strong!” Seeing the battle end, Zhang Ling and Lin Qiaoqiao walked over, and Zhang Ling exclaimed exaggeratedly.

Lin Qiaoqiao, on the other hand, looked at Bai Mo with a puzzled expression. Based on the strength Bai Mo displayed today… the second-place Yi Yun was hard to say, but it seemed he could still take down her, the third-place holder…

So, was her third-place position no longer secure?

However, everyone seemed less concerned about rankings now. After all, the resources… their Akatsuki Organization was truly too generous… Lin Qiaoqiao thought of this, “Akatsuki Organization” was indeed famously generous.

As for rankings, they weren't important, unless it was for fame. But everyone was on their own side, so it shouldn't come to that~

And Bai Mo didn't seem like someone who pursued fame and fortune.

Hmm~ So my third place should still be stable~

Bai Mo, with his spiritual energy depleted, lay sprawled there, not wanting to move at all, feeling completely hollowed out.

“Xiaobai, keep up the good work! Your potential is too strong!” Wen Yu squatted beside Bai Mo and said to him, “You’ve given me a sense of urgency~”

“What sense of urgency?” Bai Mo looked at Wen Yu, puzzled.

“Your strength~ If you surpass me~ If I can’t beat you~ Won’t you be able to do whatever you want to me?” Wen Yu bit her lip lightly and said.

“???” Bai Mo was full of question marks: “Where did you learn this stuff! Tell me quickly! You’re not Wen Yu!”

“Hahaha~” Everyone burst into laughter, and Wen Yu’s ears turned red~

…

Tang Ziheng directly “skipped,” just wanting to check on his worker. Good heavens, he was immediately stuffed with dog food.

There was nothing much to see in the Apocalypse World. Let that worker keep grinding~

Once he became stronger in the future and leveled up, he might even be of some use.

Xu Duantong in the Apocalypse World was a good potential fighter. As a transverser, it would be very reasonable for him to appear in the form of a “chat group” later, right? Then he could be tricked into joining.

Hmm~ As for the group leader~ Put Clarissa on standby~ Tang Ziheng pondered. For online play, with Clarissa as the leader, creating such a cross-border communication platform would be great.

Clarissa’s “loyalty” to him was truly “heaven and earth can bear witness”!

His current source points had already reached over 5e7000w.

The source points for the next world were already enough, and then he would prepare to build a cross-border communication platform… in the form of a chat group should be quite good~ Tang Ziheng thought about it and felt it was feasible, but not all worlds could join.

Lin Ze’s world’s combat power was too low right now, so it wasn’t good for it to join.

Let’s consider it again! First, assign Clarissa as the group leader!

Tang Ziheng acted on his thoughts and pulled up the system to operate.

…

“Sorry, I’ve said it before, I won’t join any force!” Clarissa once again refused an emissary from a prominent family who came to persuade her, her attitude beyond doubt.

“I don’t know where you’ve been these past few days, but you might not be very familiar with the current situation in the Imperial Capital… If you continue to maintain this neutral state, it won’t be good for you!” The emissary said to Clarissa.

“So what?” Clarissa didn’t care about the other party’s words at all. As for the situation in the Imperial Capital… what did it have to do with her? As long as they didn’t provoke her, it was fine!

She would just guard her own small territory. As for them, one by one, fight as much as they want, just don’t provoke her!

“Let me tell you about the current situation in the Imperial Capital!” The emissary was unwilling and continued to speak to Clarissa, preparing for a long discourse, but was directly interrupted by Clarissa.

“Alright, I said, I don’t want to hear it, I don’t want to know about your dirty business! See him out!” Clarissa waved her hand and turned to leave.

“You’ll regret this!” The emissary frowned and shouted at Clarissa, watching a few servants approach: “I’ll leave myself! Hmph! You’ve followed a good master! I hope you still have a life to live!”

“No need for your concern!” The servant didn’t indulge him, saying coldly, and then escorted the other party out.

“Um… Master, do we really have to remain neutral?” The butler walked to Clarissa’s side, worried and uneasy, asking tentatively.

After Clarissa returned, she stayed peacefully at home for a week, not leaving the house.

During this week, the servants became more and more familiar with Clarissa and knew that Clarissa was a “good master.”

It should be known that these servants, whether maids or otherwise, were all Clarissa’s property. That’s right, belonging to Clarissa. Clarissa controlled everything about them, including their lives.

One prospers, all prosper; one suffers, all suffer.

They also felt fortunate to have followed a master like Clarissa, who was gentle, kind to her servants, had a good personality, and most importantly, possessed strength.

So when the other party spoke harshly, the servants all looked at the emissary with ill expressions.

“What’s wrong?” Clarissa asked the middle-aged butler.

The loyalty of her people was beyond doubt. Now that they were actively bringing this up, there was clearly something different going on.

“Uh…” The butler frowned: “In the current Imperial Capital, many prominent families can no longer hold back. After the beast tide was repelled, this year’s beast tide was very large, and many beasts died!

According to this situation, next year’s beast tide is estimated to not be very large, or might even be nonexistent.

The two factions within the royal family, one wants to take this opportunity to expand territory and initiate war.

The other wants to hold their ground, continue to recuperate, and prepare for next year’s beast tide… And then, various aristocratic families are also restless, wanting to stir up trouble…”

“Hmm… So what does any of this have to do with me?” Clarissa looked at the butler, puzzled.