?Mobile reading One of the squads dispatched to investigate the previous explosion returned, and the entire base immediately erupted in a sharp, piercing sound. Eight Zero E-book (txt02.com) This sound was irritating, disrupting concentration, and over time caused restlessness and even unusual, out-of-the-ordinary behaviors. "Get into the small pavilion right away—staying here won't be sustainable," Qin Feng instructed, simultaneously urging the small pavilion to bring the three women inside, while channeling his spiritual energy to the area around his ears to block out the sound. Clearly, it was the magical race's alarm signal. Indeed, both those actively working and those resting began to gather in the air, their antennae constantly moving, displaying a clear sense of urgency and preparedness. At that moment, a larger, more imposing cockroach rose from the center of the base, with a magical leader clad in gray and black armor standing atop its head. The leader stood over three meters tall, his body covered in powerful, sinewy muscles, and his face masked by a fierce metallic visor. "You useless ones—what's going on?" he bellowed. One of the crickets buzzed loudly, but the leader's expression did not improve; he growled, "A mere bloodline—what kind of ripple can they create? We've already eliminated them. Why have these subsequent events unfolded? You fools! If you don't swiftly investigate and clarify what's happened, I'll have you all slaughtered!" Several of the larger crickets began trembling visibly, clearly intimidated by him. Qin Feng found it puzzling—these creatures were clearly dozens of times larger than the one in question. Why were they afraid of him? Why hadn't he simply bitten off his head? Yet upon reflection, he realized that size alone didn't guarantee dominance. On Earth, there were countless animals larger and stronger than humans—yet they still bowed to human authority, just as horses, camels, and cows did. He kept a sharp eye open. As a high-level cultivator, he could easily mask his life energy—a far more refined approach than the vampire tradition of burying the body in the earth. Thus, no large cockroach had so far managed to detect his presence. Inside the small steaming cauldron, the three women’s slightly flushed faces were gradually returning to normal. Romana, still breathless, said, “The sound indeed was quite commanding. If it hadn’t been for my husband’s reminder, we might have had our minds completely taken over!” “Exactly,” said He Muqing, glancing back at the lotus blossoms rooted in the stone. “We must make good use of the time to cultivate. Otherwise, we’ll always have to stay behind the small flame, never able to achieve anything truly impressive.” Shu Jinghua clenched her fists: “Let’s all work together—never let our husband fall behind!” Outside, most of the cockroaches had scattered off to locate the intruders—the humans—to eliminate them, while a smaller group, together with the leader, remained to safeguard the base. Qin Shao, hiding among the grass, swiftly spun his eyes and immediately formed a plan in his mind. The missile's kill radius was three kilometers—perfectly sufficient to cover the entire base ahead. So what was there to wait for? He would strike first. Just as he reached for the missiles inside his armor, two sharp glances came from the direction of the leader. The leader sensed a threat, yet upon surveying the surroundings, he saw nothing out of the ordinary. Qin Shao held his breath, his body pressed tightly against the ground. Had he not promptly lowered his head earlier, he might have been spotted already. There was no denying it—the leader truly stood out, far superior to the mere followers. In silence, he quietly produced two single-soldier missiles—one standard model, and the other a true powerhouse. First, he picked up the standard model, glanced at it casually, then pressed the launch button. Swoosh… The missile trailed a white plume of flame, heading straight for the demon lord. The lord immediately reacted, drawing his long sword and swiftly slashing it across—splitting the missile in two. Boom… The missile still exploded, but did no damage. Swoosh… Seeing another one approaching, the lord chuckled to himself, "Such a mere trick! How dare they display it? Are the Earthlings truly out of ideas now? Hahahaha!" He repeated the same motion, effortlessly sweeping his sword once more. Boom… This time, the explosion lifted a full mushroom cloud. A massive fireball and blinding flash completely engulfed the base. Wah-hah-hah! That’s the essence of "what seems empty is actually solid, and what seems solid is actually empty." I’m certain the demon lord has never read the *Sunzi Bingfa*, nor does he understand the boundless wisdom of the Chinese people. Huh-huh… thump… crack… All sorts of strange sounds erupted, and the buildings within the base were instantly reduced to rubble—days of hard work wiped out in an instant. The remaining cockroaches were all blown to fragments, their yellow and green bodily fluids splattering everywhere. If the old saying holds true—what goes around comes around—don't you often use energy balls to shatter your opponents? Now, the reckoning is here. Two massive craters overlap on the ground, and several underground buildings have been completely destroyed. The magical leader's steed was also severely damaged, though still breathing, it appears unlikely to survive. He rose in furious indignation, his once-stylish armor now splintered and scorched black, shouting with strained voice, "Hateful humans! You dare not face me in battle, only ambushing from the shadows! What is this heroism? Come forth! I demand a direct confrontation with you! "Qin Sha still remained crouched in the grass, speaking in a teasing tone: 'I'm not stupid, so why am I playing a one-on-one game with you? Hurry up and pick a spot for your base construction. I'm a pretty fair guy—this time, I'll absolutely wait until your base is fully built before I strike, not just halfway through.'"