Chapter 2197

When the full army mobilized in Blue Star No. 8 for eastern and western campaigns, Xiao Feng himself was not idle.

He separated out his 11th clone, silently left the main base, carrying a storage ring, and flew toward the southeast.

"Zichen, Zichen, where are you?" he asked.

"I'm in battle, Brother Dao, did you come to find me?" Han Zichen replied.

"Yeah, I'll send you something useful." Xiao Feng replied.

After killing 51 Venerables, the dropped items, besides the blueprints, also included some directly usable advanced artillery vehicles and war giants.

He left the war giants for this zone; starting today, the Blue Star No. 8 War Zone will have many looted artillery vehicles, so a few dozen are nothing to give away.

Other war zones aren't as extravagant; on average, the blueprints are estimated to be very few.

Although Han Zichen worked hard to kill two Venerables, the blueprints are expected to be only about ten sheets; divided, the quantity isn't much, and production efficiency is also average.

"What is it? I'll rush back to the base after finishing the fight." Han Zichen knew he must have something good for her, and she quickly replied.

Xiao Feng replied: "Some artillery vehicles. By the way, what quality are your blueprints?"

Han Zichen bitterly said: "Our luck is terrible; the artillery vehicle blueprints are only for single- and double-person models, and the war giants are also low-end."

Ah, you poor thing……

It seems leaving her a five-person artillery vehicle is actually quite meaningful.

Han Zichen fought near the second base in the Nine Provinces War Zone; after nearly half an hour, the battle finally ended, and she withdrew to return to the first base.

Xiao Feng didn't go directly to the base to meet her, after all, a big red name going over might get surrounded.

Attacking would be very awkward.

He invited Han Zichen out; the two commanders met in the "buffer zone" between their bases.

This place is a spacious green grassland with clear mountains and water; the wild grass is half a person tall, beside the tranquil freshwater lake, and some attribute-less wild animals like cattle and sheep roam the grass.

Two figures came to the lakeside.

"Brother Xiao Feng~"

Han Zichen's tone was joyful; she hadn't seen him in a long time. She hadn't logged off recently, clearly living in a manor, yet it felt as if separated by high mountains and great rivers.

Xiao Feng, on the other hand, saw her every day; his Divine Sense enveloped the whole White Stone Town, letting him see whoever he wanted to see; if he focused, his Divine Sense was so meticulous that he could clearly see what was under her clothes.

But he wasn't that bored.

"Exhausted?"

The two met at a spot; Xiao Feng took the little hand of the female sword immortal and they fell onto the lakeside grass.

They sat down casually; the half-person-tall wild grass directly covered them, so from the horizon they were completely invisible, only detectable from the air.

"Yeah, a bit tired."

There were no outsiders here, and Han Zichen didn't force herself to appear strong; she relaxed her body and leaned against Xiao Feng's shoulder.

"Here, take this. As an ally, it's a gesture of goodwill." Xiao Feng handed over his storage space.

Han Zichen took it and looked, astonished: "So many advanced siege vehicles! Fellow Daoist, this… this isn't appropriate, is it? Your war zone also has needs."

Xiao Feng chuckled: "I've killed too many Venerables; my equipment is already sufficient. Take these to play with, and if you need more, you can trade resources with us for another batch."

The Kyushu War Zone is quite strong; developing back-to-back can reduce some rear concerns.

Of course, mainly

Xiao Feng wanted to look after his ally.

Blue Star No. 1 is too far away; he can't cover it, but Kyushu is nearby, so not looking after it would be inexcusable.

We are allies; although formal alliances aren't allowed here, forming an illegal team is still possible.

Even if they see each other as red-named, they can sit together and chat, since they won't lose HP anyway.

"Aren't you afraid we'll turn on you and ambush your base when things are almost over?" Han Zichen asked him.

Xiao Feng laughed: "My true self is stationed at the camp; even if all 6.7 million of your war zones came together, it would be useless. Besides, if you dare bring people to raid my camp, I'll later raid your real-world base, making you hurt so badly you can't get out of bed for three months—see if you still dare!"

"Pah, scoundrel!" Han Zichen's pretty face flushed.

However, despite his saying "even if all 6.7 million war zones came together it would be useless," she felt deep down that it was incredibly overbearing.

Looking across the entire game world, he's probably the only one who'd dare say something like that.

Moreover, he's not only formidable in the game; in reality he's also an immortal, and he's that good‑looking……

Han Zichen gazed at him, cursing him as a scoundrel on her lips, but her eyes simply couldn't pull away from him.

Seeing her dazed look, Xiao Feng couldn't help but lift her chin and tease, "Why are you staring at me like that? Do you want to experience in advance what it feels like to be unable to get out of bed right here?"

"Ah?"

Han Zichen startled at his words, quickly got up from him, stepped back half a step, and said shyly, "No, no, I… I…" but couldn't explain herself.

Xiao Feng laughed loudly, pulled her to lie down together on the soft grass, gazing at the azure, and said: "Take

"Now to sneak some rest and relaxation; the coming month will be exhausting, and the ten‑year hegemony struggle afterward will also be extremely taxing. Don't relocate your headquarters; stay nearby so I can help you if problems arise."

"Mm, I know you're trying to help me." Han Zichen turned sideways and rested her head on his shoulder.

Within the Kyushu War Zone's core decision‑making layer, many actually wanted to move the headquarters to the second base, far from the Blue Star No. 8 War Zone.

Because a distance of 200,000 kilometers is really too close; if the Blue Star No. 8 War Zone intended to launch a sneak attack, they would definitely be unable to withstand Xiao Feng's terrifying power.

But she didn't doubt Xiao Feng; after getting along for a long time, she had long known he wasn't a petty, treacherous person, but rather a very generous, great benefactor who treated all his friends well.

Staying near the garrison of the Blue Star No. 8 War Zone not only poses no danger, but can actually yield assistance at critical moments.

That's why she opposed the majority and decided not to relocate.

"Want to take a nap?"

Xiao Feng saw the fatigue in her brows and gently stroked her flowing black hair.

Han Zichen shifted her body slightly, lay beside him, and asked, "How do we sleep here? Fellow Daoist, do you mean the kind of 'sleep' I'm thinking of?"

"Of course; take this chance to rest with deep sleep for a while, and only then will you have the energy to continue commanding the entire army." Xiao Feng replied.

Then he tapped her head: "Don't think wildly, little girl."

"I'm not a little girl."

Han Zichen smiled lightly, then lay down, using his arm as a pillow, really closing her eyes and relaxing on the grass, falling asleep peacefully.

Xiao Feng condensed divine power into a blindfold with his bare hands, covering her eyes so she could sleep more comfortably.

No

Soon, Han Zichen fell asleep, shifted her sleeping position, half-curled in his arms, sleeping sweetly.

In the game, sleep is deep sleep; usually one does not dream, and with eyes closed then opened, time passes unnoticed.

After an hour, Han Zichen's eyelashes twitched and she woke up.

"Mm… that was fast."

She glanced at the time, feeling as if she had just closed her eyes and immediately opened them.

But an hour of deep sleep left her spirits extraordinarily refreshed.

"Had enough rest?" Xiao Feng asked her.

"Mm, I should go back, I have lots of messages waiting." Han Zichen felt reluctant but had to leave.

Xiao Feng gave a slight nod: "Go ahead, when you're done we'll meet in reality."

"Okay, wait for me."

Han Zichen looked at him wistfully, then rose into the air, turning into a sword-light that flew southeast.

Xiao Feng watched her depart, as if her faint fragrance still lingered on his sleeves.

"Get a good ranking, the farther you go, the more the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden will teach you." Xiao Feng murmured softly.

With a bang, he turned into mist and vanished on the spot, abandoning this incarnation.