?Reading on mobile phone Keeping your patient under pressure until they're at their breaking point has always been Qin Feng's habit. In the eighth-floor electronic book, he ignored the still raging shockwaves surrounding his body and commanded his flying sword to advance. With a series of swift sword slashes, the large cockroach was severed at the waist and head. The other two tried to rise and resist, but they had been blown apart so thoroughly that despite several vigorous struggles, they failed to stand. "Ha ha ha! Brother, keep going!" He laughed three times, then swiftly severed the heads of the remaining two. Shu Ya Jing clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Husband, husband—you're amazing!" Qin Shao felt a natural sense of pride, yet immediately sensed pain all over his body—certainly from the explosion. He wiped his face, only to find black ash and dust on his palms. He held his mouth tightly and hurried over, noticing that He Mu Qing and Luo Man were both suppressing their laughter. He asked, "What do you have to say?" He Lu, in a serious tone, said, "Husband, you're truly brilliant!" "And more?" "Besides expressing our deep admiration for you, there's nothing else to say," He Liang said seriously. "We've been working hard all day and still couldn't manage to kill even one. You, with just a few swift sword strokes, dispatched three—what a feat!" Shu Yajing agreed. "Indeed, indeed. We're truly impressed by your sharp intelligence and your graceful, elegant presence." "But that's not even graceful," Qin Shao interrupted with a touch of impatience. "People would surely think I just stepped out of a coal mine. When I mentioned my three wives, I expected a heads-up before I deployed my big weapons. Didn't you know? If I hadn't rushed out so quickly, you might have already been living as widows by now!" Shu Yajing and Luo Man stepped aside together—clearly isolating He Muqing, signaling that this was all her idea. "Husband, please listen—this was all done intentionally to create a sense of surprise, so we didn't notify you in advance." "What's more, the leader began to defend herself: 'Think about it—once we remind you, we're effectively reminding the big cockroaches, aren't we? Then how can we possibly blast them away!' Qin Shao's face darkened further. He raised his hand and gave her a solid slap on her firm backside. 'Ow!' the beautiful woman cried out, her voice soft and delicate. 'Didn't I make sense? Why are you hitting me then?' 'You did make sense,' Qin Shao said with a sniff. 'But that's not the reason you're being hit. In front of your husband, you should be brave enough to admit mistakes—rather than looking for excuses. That's precisely why you're being hit, understand?' 'Got it!' The leader playfully stuck out her tongue at him. 'And you two—whenever you make the same mistakes in the future, you'll be subject to the same disciplinary measures,' he said to Shu Yajing and Luo Man. The two women immediately promised to be well-behaved, for in their hearts, Qin Feng was their very own sky. After handling the household matters, the four of them walked together to the large crater. Nuclear explosions cause radioactive contamination, which can be fatal to ordinary people—but they were all cultivators, capable of completely ignoring such effects. The bodies of the deceased cockroaches emitted a foul odor and were rapidly decaying. "Man, they were already ugly while alive, and now, dead, they're downright stinking," Qin said. Hei Muqing took out a telescope, carefully observing and remarked, "This rapid decay must be due to nuclear contamination. After all, we've finally found a weapon capable of eliminating them!" Shu, the policewoman, raised her hand and said, "But that doesn't seem right. To eliminate them, we'd have to use nuclear weapons. While destroying the cockroaches, the Earth's environment would suffer serious pollution—likely resulting in a situation where we lose a thousand and injure eight hundred." "Indeed, that's a significant issue," Luo Man agreed. Qin smiled hesitantly. "That's why we need to act quickly and eliminate the demonic race—while they haven't yet come to disturb our Chinese lands, we should unleash a series of nuclear strikes!" "The European countries will certainly object, even if we make our intentions clear," said the leader. He also believed the matter was highly challenging, adding, "Only when they realize that humanity itself might be on the brink of extinction will they be willing to commit. Our nation has long declared its intention not to use nuclear weapons first. If the threat arises within our own country, that might be manageable; but if we launch such strikes against other nations, I doubt anyone would have the courage to issue such a command!" Honestly, if such a move were actually carried out, it might even spark a new round of global conflict—after all, the European nations are unaware of the demonic invasion and would surely perceive it as a threat originating from our Chinese nation. "Then what should we do?" "He spread his hands out: 'It turns out that conventional weapons do inflict some damage on the magical race, but the effect is far from significant—only nuclear explosions make a real difference. Isn't it going to be too late by the time the Europeans are nearly wiped out, before we finally urge them to use nuclear weapons?' That would be like fixing the fence after the sheep are already gone. 'Now, inter-national relations—those are the most troublesome,' said Comrade He, with a touch of resignation. 'Once an issue reaches the diplomatic level, it's always about endless negotiations. No matter how urgent, things just stall. This matter has now surpassed the scope of our military authority. We should report it to the Elder, and see what the senior leaders think!' Fine, then let's just keep negotiating. Even if the Earth is eventually wiped out by the magical race, what's the difference? I'm a cultivator—when the time comes, I'll just move to a new place." But he still suggested, "We ought to visit their forward base, and while we're there, take a few videos—after all, as they say, 'without pictures, there's no story.' To convince others, we need tangible evidence, don't we?" He leader nodded and said, "Then let's set off. If we encounter flying cockroaches along the way, we'll use missiles to deal with them. Qing, Manman, you'll handle the video filming, I'll assist from the sidelines, and Xiao Feng will take the lead in the attack!" Tasks assigned, the four set off. In fact, the explosion earlier had already drawn the attention of the demonic forces within the base, and now three squads were en route to investigate. However, their advancing route ran exactly opposite to that of Qin Feng and his team, so no encounters occurred along the way. Soon, a vast and impressive base came into view before the four. They were astounded. According to the undead lord's account, the Magic Realm's Gate had only been open for a few days—yet upon inspecting their forward base, it had already grown quite substantial. In terms of size, the base spanned over three kilometers in diameter, dotted with numerous buildings of unusual designs, primarily constructed from stone rather than earth. Additionally, there were rows of structures resembling military camps, though each was remarkably large in scale. If such an array of facilities were entrusted to a human engineering team, it would take well over several months to complete. Yet, when they looked around, they found only a handful of flying cockroaches overseeing the construction—most of the others either patrolled the skies or simply slept soundly in their barracks.