Chapter 276: Chapter 276: The Alien Visitors
"Wouldn’t Lou Yan Zhi have sent back a message saying he made up a lie about people on the Mist Continent loving to eat the Insect Clan?"
"Because eating the Insect Clan, people of the Interstellar World are obviously frightened."
"I think we should cooperate with Lou Yan Zhi and turn lies into truths," Xuan Jiu explained.
Of course, he couldn’t really let the humans of the Mist Continent eat the Insect Clan.
After all, such creatures are only loved by the gluttonous Terminals.
The humans of the Mist Continent can’t stomach the Insect Clan.
Isn’t there the human Fog Corpse though?
Xuan Jiu’s mind wandered, bold in thought and action.
He immediately fed the Fog Corpses chunks of Insect Clan corpses.
As a result, he found that they indeed ate them.
They could even extract some lingering energy from the corpse chunks, automatically absorb, and transform it into Star Stone Energy.
Seeing this method feasible, Xuan Jiu immediately arranged insect jerky meals for the Fog Corpses.
"The first batch of insect jerky is done this way; I have them carry it with them," Xuan Jiu grinned mischievously. "Not for daily consumption; just have them suck on a few Insect Clan when encountering people from the Interstellar World."
"Ugh, how disgusting." Xiao Jinsheng didn’t need any mental imagery; she felt nauseous immediately.
Eating the Insect Clan and even liking to suck on them.
She had only seen this on a Terminal.
During the ten days when the Insect Clan was still alive, the Terminal ate them every day.
Not eating directly, though.
Instead, it would grab the squirming, struggling live insects and suck them repeatedly in its mouth.
Disgusting as it was,
the thought that this could frighten people in the Interstellar World made Xiao Jinsheng find it not so hard to accept.
However, she didn’t join Xuan Jiu’s broadcast.
The time was almost up.
She needed to focus on those Interstellar Humans preparing to breach the defense layer along with the Star System Map.
"Three days have passed; the cleanup program on the Mist Continent should be over, right?" someone inquired from one of the nineteen factions outside the Mist Continent.
"This planet isn’t big; three days for cleanup should be more than enough," someone responded.
Some suspected and spoke out, "The speed of the cleanup is primarily influenced by the world’s own strength."
"The stronger the strength, the faster the cleanup speed."
Hearing this, everyone fell into thought.
In the Interstellar World, every planet can apply for a corresponding planet’s cleanup program through the Star System Map.
With the strength of the Interstellar World’s Star System Map, it would also take three days to clean up a small planet like the Mist Continent.
If the Mist Continent’s cleanup time exceeded three days, it would make them doubt the real strength of the Mist Continent.
Luckily, as the three days ended, the Interstellar people who had been closely monitoring the Mist Continent noticed that the defense was lifted, and their warships could land on the Mist Continent without obstruction.
But no one moved.
Because of Lei Laoming’s death, they suspected that the three-day cleanup program time on the Mist Continent was a ruse.
But someone also needed to blaze the trail.
What if the Mist Continent truly possesses that strength?
Everyone’s attention shifted to Lou Yan Zhi.
These people didn’t move, and Lou Yan Zhi didn’t bother moving either.
"Crazy humans, meow meow meow, crazy humans?" Ju Niqiu was more direct.
He contacted Lou Yan Zhi directly.
But it was as if Lou Yan Zhi had died in the warship.
Not a single response.
Ju Niqiu quickly rummaged through his inventory and chose a rare ore to teleport to Lou Yan Zhi’s warship.
The ore was instantly received, and Lou Yan Zhi’s response followed immediately.
"Weren’t you going to the Mist Continent?"
"The cleanup program has ended; why aren’t you heading down yet?" Lou Yan Zhi feigned confusion.
The leaders of the nineteen factions looked at each other.
No one was willing to be the pioneer.
The Interstellar Human Clan was even more reluctant to move.
Because of Lei Laoming’s death, they had already lost a warship and several combat forces.
Ultimately, Ju Niqiu stepped forward.
He first conducted a signal test down below and performed various data analyses.
The Mist Continent, without its defense layer, allowed him to successfully explore some information.
Ju Niqiu’s eyes suddenly brightened: "It’s the Insect Clan, there’s a thick scent of Insect Clan corpses down below."
"They must have killed many Insect Clan; I have to go down and see."
With that, Ju Niqiu commanded the warship to descend.
Everyone watched as Ju Niqiu’s warship safely departed, and until they tracked its safe landing signal, their thoughts became active.
The path had already been scouted by the cat.
Now it was their turn to make a move and see what time the Mist Continent truly operated on.
The remaining eighteen factions lined up in a single line and descended in tandem.
When they penetrated the Mist Continent’s atmosphere, gazing down at the Mist Continent’s terrain,
the expanse of green that came into view was a rare plant resource in the Interstellar World.
The more they looked, the more excited they became.
As they approached a distance of 100,000 meters above the ground,
a mechanical female voice echoed above the Mist Continent.
[Welcome foreign travelers to the Mist Continent]
[For the safety of both you and us, the Mist Continent will initiate a Star Level restriction]
At first, if anyone didn’t understand what Star Level restriction meant,
until they found that as their warships descended, an invisible shackle enveloped them.
Everyone’s Superpower Levels started dropping rapidly.
On average, everyone’s Superpower Level dropped by five stars.
Those at Superpower Twenty Stars were exactly at the maximum limit of Fifteen Stars.
Those at Superpower Fifteen Stars dropped directly to Ten Stars.
"This isn’t right!" Feeling their declining Superpower, someone panicked and tried to turn the warship to leave.
But upon turning, they found dozens of warships had unknowingly appeared behind them, blocking their escape path.
"Why didn’t my Intelligent Brain’s detection pick up these warships?" someone exclaimed in terror.
Qiu Yi hurriedly checked the safety interface of the warship.
He discovered that although the Insect Clan warships surrounding them were not far from their own warships, they didn’t appear in the safety detection.
Even the Interstellar warships could be seen in safety detection.
But the Insect Clan warships appearing on the Mist Continent, none!
Not a single one!
Everyone felt a chill down their spines instantly.
This was while these Insect Clan warships hadn’t even launched an attack against them yet.
If they attacked, bypassing safety detection to get close, those familiar with Interstellar technology naturally understood how terrifying this would be in actual combat.
It would be no different from a pest infestation at home.
"Could the original inhabitants of the Mist Continent be dead already?" someone speculated wildly, eyes fixed on the Insect Clan warships on the screen. "Otherwise, why would there be Insect Clan warships here?"
Weren’t the Insect Clan supposed to have retreated?
Could it really be that the Mist Continent snatched these warships from the Insect Clan?
Warships that had been through battle, and yet bore no battle damage, appearing as if brand new?
Everyone was puzzled and couldn’t make sense of the situation.
They only felt an eerie chill in their hearts.
Just as they were fretting whether to charge out of the Mist Continent in one fell swoop to return to space,
they saw a woman in red emerging from a warship, flying with the wind.
"Welcome everyone to the Mist Continent,"
Xiao Jinsheng’s red lips curled into a light smile as she extended an invitation: "By the world’s will, I am here to greet you."
"The Mist Continent contains many dangerous regions; here, a guide has been arranged for all of you."
With Xiao Jinsheng’s words,
another warship opened,
from which emerged one hundred people, all capable of flying through the air.
They were dressed sharply, with stern faces and an aura of lethal foreboding surrounding them.
The people of the Interstellar World took a closer look and shut their eyes in despair.
It was as if they were surrounded by a chain of Twenty Star Supers while they themselves were now only at Fifteen Stars.