Alien Species Invasion? I Kill Them Back.

Chapter 115: Chapter 113: Great Fortune and Great Profit

Huangfu Miaomiao felt left out, her face a mask of disappointment.

Feng Ling said, "If you want to help, pick a side. Lure the Maze Boss away with me, or go burn the tree with Deputy Pei?"

Huangfu Miaomiao pouted and said nothing.

She wanted to go with Feng Ling, but luring the Boss away was too dangerous. She was genuinely scared.

Feng Ling’s mind was completely focused on the Maze Boss, so she didn’t notice Huangfu Miaomiao’s mood. She lowered her head to study the Hunter-issue phone. After a while, the Cat Owl returned, dropping a cluster of fruit from the sky.

The atmosphere in the safe house instantly relaxed.

With this magical fruit, they no longer had to fear the poisonous insects.

After that, the Cat Owl continued to fly back and forth between the peak and the safe house, bringing back a few fruits each time. Feng Ling only stopped sending the Cat Owl to pick fruit when the Minotaur returned to the peak.

Night fell.

They built a fire inside Sanqing Hall to spend the night. The flames drove away the cold and dampness as everyone gathered around to rest, quietly waiting for the next day to arrive.

Huangfu Miaomiao lay on her mattress, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

She was still torn. ’Should I choose Feng Ling tomorrow, or Pei Xianjue? ...Or maybe I should just stay in the safe house and wait for news?’

Pei Xianjue was also sleepless. She felt as if she were walking a tightrope; crossing it would earn her the cheers of thousands, but falling meant being smashed to pieces.

She couldn’t help but look at the already-sleeping Feng Ling, envying her mental fortitude.

The Pei Group collaborated with the government to research Alien Species and Cards, providing funding and equipment. At the same time, the group also secretly trained a number of Card Holders. As a result, Pei Xianjue had seen all sorts of Card Holders.

But Pei Xianjue had never met anyone like Feng Ling before.

She thought Feng Ling was as free as the wind, and the prerequisite for that freedom was an incredibly strong and resolute heart. Only then could one resist the interference of outside voices and act solely on one’s own will.

’But I’m different,’ Pei Xianjue thought. ’I have too much to worry about, and I want too much...’

Time slipped past midnight.

Pei Xianjue quietly sat up and went to the hall’s entrance. She aimed her camera at the heavy, foggy night outside and turned on a hidden microphone to record in a low voice:

"It is now 12:00 AM on June 4th, the third day since entering the Maze. The mountain path is covered in spiderwebs, and we are unable to seek outside help. We have formulated a preliminary plan of attack, which will commence at dawn. I am responsible for going up the mountain to burn the fruit tree that allows the monsters to resurrect. Feng Ling is responsible for luring away the Maze Master, with Bao Changzhi assisting... If the mission fails, this will likely be my final recording."

She had wanted to say a few sentimental things to build up the atmosphere, like "I am not afraid to face death," or "Humanity will prevail."

But her heart was heavy and her spirits were low, so in the end, she said nothing and turned off the microphone.

......

...

「Day broke.」

Everyone ate, drank, and packed their bags in silence, preparing for the impending operation.

With a gloomy expression, Huangfu Miaomiao watched Feng Ling and Pei Xianjue busy themselves, still unable to decide which side to choose.

Feng Ling hung her phone on the back of her waist, fastened her waist pack, and stuffed five grenades into it, the zipper barely closing.

She turned to Li Qing and said, "Do a divination for today, too. See if our mission will go smoothly."

Everyone else looked over.

Li Qing looked up at them and, after a moment of silence, took out his divination tools: a turtle shell and some Ancient Bronze Coins.

Just like yesterday, he gently shook the turtle shell and tipped out the Ancient Coins—

CLINK, CLANK.

Li Qing’s brow furrowed, and his expression tensed.

Pei Xianjue’s heart pounded with anxiety. She asked, "How is it? Did you get a result?"

Li Qing silently picked up the Ancient Coins and looked at Feng Ling. "Should I... do it again?"

Hearing this, Feng Ling raised an eyebrow. "What, you didn’t get a result? Or was it a bad one? A second Divination only has a 48% accuracy rate. I want to know the first result."

"The first one isn’t 100% accurate either. The essence of hexagram divination is numerical deduction. Sometimes, if the conditions aren’t sufficient, errors in deduction can occur," Li Qing explained.

Feng Ling’s lips curved into a smile. "If the first one is ’great misfortune’ and the second is ’great fortune,’ which one do you want me to believe?"

Li Qing: "..."

Feng Ling’s gentle, smiling face suddenly turned cold. "Enough. I don’t want to choose a result. I want you to give me *the* result."

Li Qing slowly rubbed the turtle shell and replied in a low voice, "It is a hexagram of absolute misfortune. The upper trigram is Kan, for Water; the lower trigram is Gen, for Mountain. Rugged mountains and a winding river. This is the image of the Jian hexagram, meaning—danger ahead and mountains behind, beset by disasters and hardships, unable to advance or retreat."

Pei Xianjue gave a bitter smile. "’Beset by disasters and hardships, unable to advance or retreat’... Isn’t that exactly our situation right now?"

Baozi hesitated. "How about... how about we focus on reconnaissance today and act tomorrow?"

"And what if tomorrow’s reading is also inauspicious?" Feng Ling shot him a glance.

Baozi looked awkward.

"If it’s inauspicious every day, does that mean we never act?" Feng Ling said coldly. "And just live in this Maze for the rest of our lives?"

Seeing everyone’s morale drop because of one terrible hexagram, she grew even more impatient. Frowning, she said, "This mission was always going to be dangerous. You don’t need a divination to know the reading wouldn’t be auspicious. The only difference would be between ’misfortune’ and ’great misfortune.’"

She said to Huangfu Miaomiao, "Get out another case of grenades."

Huangfu Miaomiao froze for a second, then quickly took out the grenades.

Inside the metal case, 30 new-model grenades were arranged in neat rows.

Feng Ling pulled open the fireproof pack on Pei Xianjue’s back, stuffed a dozen or so grenades inside, and said, "There. Now it’s ’great fortune and great profit.’"

Pei Xianjue: "..."

"I’m heading out now. You stay here and wait for my signal." Feng Ling waved to Baozi. "Let’s go."

Baozi looked at Pei Xianjue hesitantly.

Pei Xianjue nodded and said to Baozi, "Go with her. Be extremely careful."

"Okay." Baozi nodded, shouldered a backpack, and followed after Feng Ling.

Feng Ling moved as if flying along the mountain path.

Baozi could barely keep up with her.

The Cat Spider, like a large, pure-black dog, charged headfirst and relentlessly forward. High above, the Cat Owl circled, monitoring the surroundings.

They trampled the spiderwebs along the path.

A large swarm of skeletal spiders soon surged down from the mountain, their eight legs scuttling at incredible speed. As they crawled, their skulls knocked against each other with a PING-PONG-PANG, like a chaotic, dissonant performance.

From further away, the roar of the Minotaur could be heard.

Baozi’s heart tightened. He said to Feng Ling, "Your guess was right. They’re really coming!"

The Horse-faced Monster was dead, so the Minotaur had to work overtime during the day.

"Go," Feng Ling sped up, practically sprinting down the mountain. "Put some distance between us!"

"Those spiders are too fast!" Baozi said as he ran.

Feng Ling stopped abruptly, turned, and threw a grenade—

The grenade traced a parabola through the air and landed in the middle of the spider swarm, exploding with a deafening BOOM!

"Great fortune and great profit!" Feng Ling yelled as she continued running down the mountain.

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