Chapter 2539: These humans are playing so wild?

He hadn't thought anything of it, but when he unknowingly took a photo of over a hundred people, he realized there was a problem.

Looking at the over a hundred heads ahead, he was dazed.

"No way, I was clearly just first."

Without a doubt, those over a hundred people ahead have all used Mìfǎ to skip the line.

But the problem is whether this number is too many—over a hundred people—just a second ago he could have gotten his meal, and now inexplicably another over a hundred people have appeared ahead of him.

Something feels off, but he can't quite put his finger on what's wrong.

While he was puzzling over it, moreover, he thought that over a hundred people would be quick—after all, it's just getting a meal, each person takes only a few breaths.

But that thought did not come to pass.

As time passed, the line of over a hundred people ahead not only didn't dwindle with time, but actually grew longer.

Under his tightly furrowed brow, he now found himself three hundred places back.

The sight of three hundred large heads ahead left everyone numb.

How is this line formed, and why does it keep getting longer the more we wait? It's utterly strange.

From the first position, to over a hundred behind, and now to over three hundred back, can this line keep getting pushed further back?

He was numb, while the many people ahead who had used Mìfǎ were each beaming with joy.

He got his meal so quickly—good, good, good.

He finished his meal in a few bites, without a hitch, and then hurried straight to the outskirts.

He appeared ready to fight on the front lines.

And as more and more people used Mìfǎ to cut in line and get their meals, watching those people's smiles that they could barely contain.

Others also slowly realized what was happening, gasping in their hearts.

"Holy shit, these bastards are really sneaky—they even thought of this."

It wasn't exactly a brilliant trick; upon reflection it was obvious, and immediately more and more people began to consider doing the same.

As a result, the outermost area, the front line nearest the entrance of the Mining Domain, became increasingly crowded.

According to the formation, the first line of defense was supposed to have three immortal vessels.

Originally, just a thousand people were responsible for routine guard duty.

A thousand people spread across three immortal vessels would certainly be extremely spacious, with no sign of crowding.

But now, on those three immortal vessels, it's people packed shoulder to shoulder—not just a thousand, but likely over ten thousand.

At this moment, the people originally tasked with guard duty, seeing the sudden surge of so many people, each turned livid with anger.

"What are you doing? Why are you all crowding in here?"

It was a bellyful of anger; originally things were fine, but from earlier on, this person just kept increasing in number, more and more.

By now, in this cabin, you can't even move your feet—what the hell are these guys trying to do?

Damn it, the position is huge, there are so many immortal vessels—why are you all cramming in here?

Upon hearing that, the people who had rushed up from behind grinned and said.

"Heh heh, we're not worried about the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon sneaking an attack—we came to help you defend."

"Help? Who asked you to help?"

"Besides, helping doesn't require this many people."

"It's not that the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon is cunning—I'm just worried they might have some trick."

"Listen to yourself—are you even speaking human? The Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon being cunning?"

Has the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon ever had anything to do with cunning at all?

You can say the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon is brutal and bloodthirsty, but you can't say it's cunning.

If the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon were cunning, could it have kept coming wave after wave to bring you warmth? That's just blatant lying with eyes wide open.

Yet, no matter how crowded those three immortal vessels became, nobody chose to leave.

Are you kidding? With such a great opportunity, how could I leave? If I went, where would I go to use Mìfǎ? Without using Mìfǎ, how could I cut in line? And without cutting in line, how would I get my meal?

Right now, the situation at the meal distribution has become such that if you don't use Mìfǎ and don't cut in line, you'll almost certainly go hungry.

"Don't squeeze in—there's no more room."

"What the hell are you doing riding on my head?"

"Second brother, there's no space down below—I'll ride on your neck; let's just endure it."

"I'm about to fart—get off me, don't you see there's still someone on my back?"

"Son, it's time for you to fulfill your filial duty."

"Huh???"

As time went on, more people kept squeezing into those three immortal vessels, until there was no room left on the ground.

People who knew each other began carrying each other on their backs, hugging, or riding.

Anyway, they were determined to stay no matter what.

For a time, the cabin's interior was completely packed with people.

It was truly filled to capacity.

And since everyone here is a cultivator, if they were ordinary people, many would likely have been crushed to death.

Moreover, there isn't enough air—if they were ordinary people, they'd need friends to give them some breathing space.

But cultivators don't have that problem—they can hold their breath and endure it.

"Damn it, the immortal vessel is going to explode."

"Don't panic, the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon will be here soon—once we charge out, things will loosen up."

"Get lost—who the hell told me there might be twenty thousand people in this immortal vessel?"

I don't know where, anyway I already have five hanging on me.

Brother, you're a body cultivator, with a strong build—can you hang another one on me? I'm too cramped here.

If you dare come over, I'll kill you.

Everyone was desperately enduring; under these circumstances, over at the Mining Domain, the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon finally showed some movement.

This wave, they directly sent out over a thousand.

The leading Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon said coldly, after a few small skirmishes, this wave we'll add some extras, to make the Human Race tense a bit, making it easier to force out their Mìfǎ.

In response, the other leading Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons had no objection.

Afterwards, only see, a cannon fodder troop composed of nearly two thousand Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons charged out of the Mining Domain.

This wave is just to give the Human Race a surprise; anyway we don't expect them to come back alive, to give the Human Race some pressure, making them even more tense.

Kill!

The two thousand Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons charged out from the entrance of the Mining Domain.

Meanwhile, inside the three celestial vessels coming head-on, someone let out a loud shout.

The ingredients have arrived.

Afterwards, only heard from within the three celestial vessels, a sudden commotion erupted, along with the sound of ping-pong.

This sudden scene left this troop of Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons stunned for a moment.

What's going on? What happened inside the Human Race's celestial vessel? How could they make such a sound?

Besides, we haven't even seen many of them yet, so how did they start arguing?

Don't squeeze me!

Let me go out first, what are you panicking about?

Don't push me; if you push me, I'll activate my Mìfǎ!

Activate Mìfǎ?

Damn it, whoever's in the celestial vessel just activated their Mìfǎ—beast!

Afterwards, we saw disheveled Human Race cultivators, hair in disarray and clothes messy, rush out from within the celestial vessel.

Looking at these disheveled Human Race cultivators, the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons were dumbfounded.

Stunned, they said.

What are these Human Race people doing inside the celestial vessel? Are they playing that wildly?