The war is raging fiercely, Europe shrouded in smoke and flames. Qin Feng has become a household idol thanks to that video, where he single-handedly defeats a flying cockroach. Yet few people know that in reality, he has actually eliminated over 90% of the large cockroaches. Similarly well-known are He Muqing, Shu Yajing, and Luo Man—the three women—thanks to their striking beauty, whose video has garnered far more views and shares than Qin's, surpassing it by a wide margin. All four remain remarkably composed and calm. Amid widespread anxiety, many European aristocrats have chosen to flee their homes. This includes Su Wu's parents, who claim to be visiting China to see their daughter, but in reality have simply taken off on a private jet. As for when they'll return, that depends entirely on when the magical race is finally eradicated. Suddenly, a news report from a reputable institution has sent waves of excitement across the globe—stating that all the magical beings in Europe have now been eliminated, and the crisis is officially over. As the saying goes, "Without a picture, there's no truth." This news not only comes with images but also includes video clips. The people in Europe are thrilled, stepping out of their dimly lit basements and flooding the streets to celebrate. Qin Shao lives in the ancient manor of the Su family, a bit like a guest staying in the host's home—though who could blame the old man for being so timid? Since he doesn't live there, why shouldn't the future son-in-law? Outside, cheers rise. He stands at the window, holding a glass of red wine, watching the crowd on the streets filled with excitement. The phone rings. He answers, "Hello, Mr. Su. How are you getting on in China?" On the other end, Su Kui replies, "It's going well. I and your aunt have settled in nicely, and with my daughter being so dutiful, life is quite pleasant. Still, I can't help but worry about matters back in Europe. They say the magical race has been completely wiped out—is that true?" "He chuckled softly, 'It's just some inside news. What I know is that the big cockroaches have been wiped out, but their leader is still alive. As for whether that person will do something unexpected—well, that's still uncertain.' Upon hearing this, the old man immediately said, 'Then I'd better stay here a bit longer.' 'Exactly,' Qin said seriously. 'The ones we've eliminated so far are merely the vanguard of the magical race. Whether they'll send more reinforcements, and when, remains to be seen. You must remain patient.' 'Understood.' Hmph—a white figure drifted in through the window. It was the beautiful instructor Isabella. Recently, she had been searching for Scotty's whereabouts. She hadn't appeared during the great battle against the flying cockroaches because Qin had specifically instructed her not to—so that the magical race wouldn't discover the existence of the blood elves. 'Have you found him?' he asked softly." The beautiful officer shook her head and said, "He seemed to have vanished out of thin air. However, I once felt a strong energy surge in a mountainous area. When I arrived, I couldn't find him. The damage to the surrounding vegetation clearly indicates that someone used a special device—possibly a communication tool." Qin Shao frowned. "A communication tool. That means he's calling for reinforcements." "That's very likely," Isabel said. "I just knew it would happen—cutting the grass but not removing the roots, so the wind will blow it back up again. How could it be otherwise? Qingya simply lacks experience in combat. She even said, 'Never pursue a foe when they're in distress,' which has given the enemy precious breathing room and allowed her to summon reinforcements." "Who's saying I'm not doing well?" Qingya's voice came from upstairs. Qin Shao raised his head and declared, "Here's some good news—Scotti has called for reinforcements." "What?" The beautiful Inspector's face tightened momentarily, but she quickly composed herself and said, "What can we do? He brings one, we kill one; he brings two, we kill a pair. It's not a big deal at all." She had already realized her earlier decision was wrong, yet, out of face, she had found a dignified justification. "You're speaking too casually, Sister," he replied, eyes narrowing. "Scotty has suffered such a serious setback—he will surely report it truthfully to the higher-ups. What will happen then? Unless his superiors are completely stupid, they wouldn't send just a batch of flying cockroaches. Anyone with even a bit of intelligence would dispatch some seasoned fighters. We've already found it difficult fighting a single warrior-level demon; what if ten or twelve general-level demons show up?" Qingya murmured, "Then I'll just find some allies and have our Director step up." "What if even he can't handle them?" Qin Sha countered. "How could that possibly happen?" "The beauty glanced at him and said, 'The Director is truly a heavenly being—handling a demon lord with ease. Even if he falls short, wouldn't he go to the heavenly realm for assistance? Rest assured, we won't be idle.' Qin was certainly not reassured. He always believed in self-reliance over dependence on others; placing one's hopes in others was a fool's move. Only by having complete control could one truly command success or failure. 'Very well,' he shrugged, expressing his reservations. Qingya looked out at the crowd still celebrating, shook her head and said, 'They're too optimistic. I'm certain they'll soon experience the bitter taste of joy turning to sorrow.' 'You have the nerve to say that,' he replied. 'If it weren't for our supposed "never give up when the enemy is in retreat" strategy last time, perhaps we'd have already secured Scotty. How could we possibly have reached this point of joy turning to sorrow?' The beautiful inspector said with a hint of displeasure, "How can you possibly guarantee that we'll definitely capture Scotty? He's either killed or escapes—each at a fifty percent rate. Even if we're lucky enough to kill him, how can you be certain that the magical beings won't find other ways to reach Earth and shift all the blame onto me? That's quite clever of you." "Alright, I admit I was wrong—your point is indeed valid, though it does carry a certain tone of self-justification." He didn't want to keep dwelling on this issue, so he suggested, "Why don't we just go out and explore? It's better than sitting here waiting around. Maybe we'll be lucky enough to stumble upon their stronghold and catch them off guard." The two women nodded in agreement, and the three of them set off in different directions. Qin Feng's approach is truly distinctive—he simply drops an aerial bomb directly onto any spot that can shelter people. This is a deliberate strategy to rouse the hidden forces, intentionally sending a signal that will prompt any magical beings below to immediately take flight and retaliate. In contrast, the two women's methods are much more gentle. Isabella relies on her exceptional sense of intuition, while Qingya commands a flying sword to randomly strike suspicious areas. Although they do damage some flowers and plants, their efforts pale in comparison to Qin's, truly a case of minor efforts in the face of grand action.