Qin Feng’s last words struck Qingya, and instinctively she pulled her hand back, her large eyes narrowing. “You won’t get away with it,” she said. “You claimed you didn’t care—how can I be punished when you’re the one who doesn’t even need to thank me? Without me, you’d have already ascended to the celestial realm by now.” “Uncle,” Qin Shao said to Lei Feng, “how come you haven’t fired such an unreasonable subordinate?” The elder shrugged. “I actually wanted to, but her family keeps pressing on us—there’s no way around it. After all, I owe them a personal favor.” “Director,” Qingya protested immediately. “Am I really that bad? Didn’t I pass through every level of selection to become a Supervisor of Inspection?” The elder gave him a sharp, thoughtful look and then fell silent. The beautiful Supervisor was utterly frustrated. Even if it were true, why didn’t he simply say so? And if he had to say it—why had to do it in front of Qin Feng, who would surely find it embarrassing. It's obvious that Uncle Qin hasn't treated you as an outsider—what can you do? In fact, Qin is now regretting his actions. He should have shown even greater sorrow than before, making Qingya feel that he had committed an unforgivable mistake, and then proactively proposed to offer a personal sacrifice—then everything would have fallen into place seamlessly. He's missed his chance. With his injuries now healed, the next logical step would be to pursue Mei Li and her team, and fight them to the death. Yet, something that happened next left everyone utterly puzzled: the entire magical army had vanished—disappearing as if it had simply materialized out of thin air. Only an empty transmission base remained, and no one knows what had transpired here. The two squads joined forces, and together they stared at the base, completely at a loss. "Perhaps," guessed Uncle Lei Feng, "the magical forces realized the difficulty of conquering Earth and chose to leave on their own." Qingya said, "I don't think so. Their departures should be temporary. When they reappear next time, they'll surely bring an even larger army of magical beings, overwhelming humanity with a thunderous assault." He Muqing agreed with her perspective—the magical beings had suffered significant losses on Earth; how could they possibly abandon their efforts now? The elder asked Qin Feng, "What do you think?" Qin Shao shook his head. "I'm not sure. I have a feeling the situation isn't as simple as we imagine. Having faced Mei Li so many times, I know her well. If she doesn't come up with some unexpected scheme, she wouldn't be Mei Li at all." The peach brother raised her fan-like fingers and said, "What matters is what schemes she comes up with—when she arrives, we'll just meet her force with force, and when the waters come, we'll hold the ground with earth. We'll handle her then." The words were simple, yet when the troops come, the generals will meet them; when the waters come, the earth will hold firm—yet what of the waters themselves? With just these few people and these few guns, the other side has assembled an army of thirty thousand. Once the battle begins, we'll never get a single hour of sleep—there's simply no way we can hold our own against such a force. Moreover, waiting for the enemy to make the first move isn't in Qin Shao's style. He prefers to take the initiative, to hold the upper hand himself. He-mu-Qing suggested, "Why don't you go back to Crystal King Star and destroy all their newly built bases? Then the demon forces will be completely at a loss." Lei Feng said, "I agree." Qin Feng nodded, "That's the only option we have. Better than just standing around doing nothing. Everyone prepare—departure in two hours." At the same time, on the Moon, some 380,000 kilometers from Earth, dust was swirling across a vast plain resembling a desert. Nearby, the remnants of two thousand troops, led by Mei Li, were scattered and struggling. She had long recognized that establishing a base on Earth would inevitably be discovered by the cultivators, so she quietly dispatched several teams to build a large-scale base here. Although humanity has continuously monitored the Moon, their technology has not yet advanced to the point of fully monitoring the entire lunar surface—until now, they remain completely unaware of what has transpired here. The magical army transported here did not arrive directly from Crystal King Star; instead, they first reached the nearest magical realm star and were then transferred via that world's large-scale teleportation array. The three thousand troops arrived in a well-organized, steady procession, one wave after another. Described as overwhelming and covering the sky, this was truly accurate—Mili's face broke into a rare smile. With this reinforcements, watch how you humans dare to resist. Finally arriving were several colossal dragon sharks, each with a remarkable presence standing atop its head. These several officers carried themselves with an air of lofty confidence, and Meili felt an unexpected jolt in her heart. All of them were high-ranking magical beings, renowned generals on Crystalline Star, celebrated for their military achievements. It would not be easy to have them follow her lead. The leading general was Logt, who had led his armies to conquer a small planet decades ago—now a hero in the hearts of the Crystalline Star people and the most trusted general under Saktos. From the reverent glances of the other generals, it was clear that they looked up to Logt as their guiding figure. When he saw Meili, his gaze carried a touch of disdain, yet he smiled warmly, saying, "General Meili, you've worked hard. Your plan is quite excellent—having the entire army appear on the Moon without being noticed by the Earth people." "It sounds like praise, but it's actually a critique—unless we're witnessing a steady decline on Earth, why would you have chosen this very location for your transmission?" said General Lockert with polite restraint, "This is something I should have done." Meili spoke with composure and dignity. "Finally, we've arrived. The conquest of Earth is now within reach." "Of course," said General Lockert, his face beaming with confidence. "Our entire army of thirty thousand has mobilized. Earth, even if it were ten times larger, would be easily subdued." "Meili General, you and your troops are now to join my forces. You will report directly to General Hans." "What?" Meili's expression tightened. By her nature, even under Lockert's command, she would never have been fully compliant. Now, she was being asked to follow someone else entirely. General Hans gave a light scoff. "How dare you, a defeated general, disregard General Lockert's orders? The King himself appointed him commander-in-chief in front of us. Do you think he still has the final say over you?" Mirel stared directly at Lockert, waiting for his explanation. The old general smiled gently. "General Hans is right—the King is quite dissatisfied with you, yet he's willing to give you a chance to redeem yourself. If it were my own decision, I'd have summoned you back for disciplinary action. How then does General Mirel fail to follow my orders?"