Chapter 799: Even Super Battleships Have Skins

Too little; can we spend a bit more?

Someone asked this.

"I am very sorry, Commander..."

The ship spirit, Yunri, with a flushed little face, lowered her head, fingers intertwined, and said very embarrassedly, "This is already my limit."

"How about we try a skin?"

"It's very cool!"

"Super cool!"

She suddenly became excited. "There is the Moon Palace Neon Robe battleship skin; after adding this coating, every cannon blast is like a fairy dancing under the moon, with thin mist and thick clouds, magnificent and beautiful, like a fairyland on earth, a celestial maiden descending..."

"There is also the Green Forest Elf skin; when the battleship unfolds, a green forest kingdom appears in an instant, with many elves dancing..."

"There is also a retro-style skin; when firing, there are 'Fire the!' (Fire!), 'Let's go!' (Set off!), Double Kill, Triple Kill, Godlike... and other sound effects..."

"We buy a hundred sets of skins, changing one every day..."

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, dancing with joy, describing the effects of these skins; she was obviously longing for them for a long time, having added them to the shopping cart countless times.

A genuine internet-addicted girl.

"No."

Jiang Ding flatly refused and ignored her crying and pleading.

Continue calculating.

"Two point five billion, plus the Blazing Sun Spirit Iron and the one billion five hundred million for Synthetic Synthetic Gengjin No. 10, the annual expenditure is three billion five hundred million low-grade spirit stones; my current savings can cover..."

"Commander, that's incorrect."

Yunri tilted her head cutely and reminded him, "It is three billion five hundred million; your divine soul looks severely injured... so, how about a Green Forest Elf battleship skin? The introduction says it can attach arrays for calming the mind and healing, so it's not purely decorative."

"No."

Jiang Ding rolled his eyes.

If it's not purely decorative, isn't that just like adding ten life points, something completely useless?

"Three billion five hundred million low-grade spirit stones per year, then it can last about one hundred and one years... One, I don't like this number; donate three billion five hundred million low-grade spirit stones to the Banyan Tree Scholarship."

"Then it is exactly one hundred years, just right."

"Good, just like that."

Jiang Ding was satisfied.

Earning enough money for a hundred years' expenses at once was the first time in his life; it felt very novel.

After dealing with the movable wealth, Jiang Ding looked toward the center of the Black Cloud Space.

Just like Zongyuanzi's First-Stage Immortal Dao ecosystem, there was also a First-Stage Underworld ecosystem here: Tongue-Plucking Fierce Ghosts, Drowning Fierce Ghosts, Charcoal Fierce Ghosts, Oil-Pot Golden-Brown Fierce Ghosts... and so on, various ghosts, unheard of and unseen.

Their auras differed, strengths varied, habits were diverse, all in a mess.

However, these tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of types of Fierce Ghosts combined had a certain harmonious and natural feeling; there was slaughter and devouring, yet it did not harm this Underworld ecosystem.

On the contrary, as the Fierce Ghosts fought, reproduced, died, and were reborn, this First-Stage Underworld ecosystem became increasingly stable.

"It's like this again."

Jiang Ding felt a sense of déjà vu.

"If anyone says it's a coincidence again, they can be seized on the spot and sent to the Immortal Gate Prison; this must be an agent of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong without a doubt, no mistake."

"What does this have to do with Refining Void?"

Various thoughts floated up in his heart.

What could be seen was that this First-Stage Underworld ecosystem was purely for scientific research and Dao comprehension value; it had almost no practical use; the Fierce Ghost army summoned by the Shadow Demon Dao Son did not come from here.

He had many hypotheses, but they were just hypotheses; how to realize them was without a single shadow of an idea.

"Leave it to the elders."

Jiang Ding sighed.

Thinking about how to break through to Refining Void was simply too difficult for him; he had absolutely no disciplinary foundation.

It was no different from the fantasies of a folk scientist.

All the spoils of war were processed and stored away.

Jiang Ding was preparing to enter a deeper level of seclusion for healing; before that, due to his duties as Commander of the Northern Sky, he intended to understand the current war situation.

"Commander!"

"You look much better than before; at least you have a human form again."

Teacher Ouyang Hui saluted and smiled.

She keenly noticed that her own Great Sun Sword Son had now returned to normal, entering the normal period of the Great Sun Sword Son, and breathed a sigh of relief, daring to make jokes.

"Thank you for your concern."

Jiang Ding felt a bit embarrassed.

When he burned himself to fight, the Third-Stage High-Grade Magical Treasure Electromagnetic Spirit-Hiding Robe that had accompanied him for many years was completely shattered; it was almost like running naked.

Fortunately, the skins were all burned away, so it wasn't exactly scandalous.

After a few words of small talk, the two quickly got to the main topic.

"Commander, now, the remaining enemies within the Spirit Fire Realm have basically been cleared; the damaged Boundary Arrays, land-based and air-based ship cannons in various places have all been repaired."

"The fleet is on twenty-four-hour standby, ensuring the Spirit Fire Realm's Boundary Array does not fail, affecting the operation of the starry sky army formations and arrays outside the realm."

"With all Seven Dao Sons having failed, the possibility of another accident is very low."

Teacher Ouyang Hui said excitedly.

Jiang Ding was also delighted.

Immediately, the expressions of both became Solemn again.

"We have already done everything we could to the absolute limit. There is nothing more."

Teacher Ouyang Hui looked toward the sky.

"What comes next depends entirely on the seniors beyond the boundary. I've already submitted a request to the superior forces — at the critical moment, we can also enter the Star Sky Army Formation as field officers and contribute whatever strength we are able."

"Please don't let us die at the hands of a Refinement Void great power after the overall situation is already decided."

"If we truly must fail, let us die on the battlefield."

"Naturally so."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

On the starry battlefield beyond the boundary,

the two armies were still facing off.

The Jiudaxian Sect's landing operation plan had already collapsed; only a direct frontal assault remained, with no more room for flanking or clever tricks.

Undoubtedly, if the eight Refinement Void great powers were willing to fight to the death, willing to risk falling, they could accomplish all this.

At that time, the Badaxian Sect would completely dominate this boundary domain.

Those who fear death will die; those who do not fear death will not die.

The eight great powers united as one, heedless of casualties, coordinating tightly — I for others, others for me — erupting with tremendous force. Perhaps in the end not a single one would die, and they would achieve their strategic objective.

In the hazy starry sky,

beneath the radiance of the Lunar Divine Light.

Eight auras, vast and terrifying as planets, as eternal as the stars themselves, had endured for tens of thousands of years and still existed, watching the turning of heaven and earth, the birth, aging, sickness, and death of all living beings, the same cycle repeating day after day.

The phantom of the Azure Sky Divine Tree swayed its branches and leaves, sweeping across the river of stars.

A slender, delicate jade-like hand parted the verdant foliage and reached into the river of stars, as if dipping into a cool brook flowing past a village — the touch was icy.

After a moment,

she fished out a broken, withered branch, its leaves yellowed, without a trace of green, and placed it in her palm.

She examined this withered yellow branch carefully.

For a long while she did not speak.

"The juniors dare to fight to the death, are fighting to the death, have already fought to the death — yet we cower and hesitate, unable to advance. Truly…"

An ethereal sigh echoed through the river of stars.

(End of chapter)

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