With a single claw, the sound of wind and thunder erupted.
However, the human skin unexpectedly rolled and shrank away from the claw.
If it had been a person or a tangible creature, it would have been impossible to evade, but the flat human skin was able to perform such an unimaginable maneuver.
Wu Piwu could neither fly nor hover in the air.
After missing his strike, he fell to the ground, watching as the human skin flew ten meters away.
He quickly pursued again, his speed far surpassing that of the human skin's flight.
Although Yamada also jumped down from the carriage to chase after it, his speed was not much faster than an ordinary person.
Even though he possessed great strength, each step he took shattered the surface of the blue stone road, his speed still could not increase.
This was perhaps the drawback of his cultivation method.
At this moment, Wu Piwu charged beneath the human skin for the second time.
Just as he was about to leap higher, his hands ready to envelop the human skin, a sudden sound of a baby's cry echoed from an unknown source.
As the sound entered his mind, Wu Piwu hazily saw a baby’s corpse, its body pierced all over with bamboo skewers, the skewers connecting its limbs and head, while the baby wailed at him.
In that instant, his entire body stiffened, unable to leap towards the human skin.
However, at the same time, the qi and blood within him rapidly coursed through his body, the blood energy surging to his flesh.
After approximately half a second, he was able to move again.
But this distraction prevented him from jumping again, and the human skin turned and flew towards the residential area.
This was not a modern society; even in the most prosperous cities of the time, such as Tokyo or Bianliang, many buildings were chaotic and disorderly.
If the human skin flew inside, they would never catch up.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, the human skin suddenly froze in mid-air.
Wu Piwu, with his keen eyes, noticed that the shadow of the human skin on the ground had an issue; an inexplicable humanoid figure was tugging at the shadow of the human skin.
Seeing this, Wu Piwu did not have time to think.
He lunged forward, executing the Crazy Tiger Pouncing Gorge technique to land beneath the human skin, then leaped up fiercely, his hands clawing towards the human skin.
Just as his hands were about to touch the human skin, another sound of a baby's cry rang in his ears.
But this time, Wu Piwu was mentally prepared.
At the moment before the baby's cry sounded, he unleashed his qi and blood in a simultaneous explosion, managing to withstand the impact of the illusion and sound.
His hands finally gripped the human skin tightly.
A tremendous force and a chilling sense of decay emanated from the human skin, but Wu Piwu's hands were like iron.
Ignoring the slight pain in his hands, he concentrated his blood energy and qi into them.
Sure enough, the human skin seemed to be burning like it was engulfed in flames.
The two forces clashed against each other; the black energy corroded his flesh, while his qi and blood could burn away this black energy.
The human skin writhed in agony as if it were a living creature, and from its hollow mouth, a voice emerged: "Let go, let go, let go..."
But how could Wu Piwu let go?
His heart was as small as a needle!
Moreover, although they appeared to be in a favorable position, they were actually walking on thin ice, relying on the celestial presence left by Chu Minghao.
If the three of them did not demonstrate sufficient strength, this deterrent would fade with time.
By then, not to mention the demons and monsters, even the Song Dynasty court could pose a problem!
Wu Piwu held onto the human skin tightly, allowing it to burn slowly.
Before long, Yamada ran closer, and after about ten seconds, Xu Shilan also arrived.
The two were speechless, merely watching the human skin burn until it turned to ash.
Only then did the three return to the broken-roofed carriage, where several patrolling soldiers were nearby, along with a coachman who identified himself.
Afterward, the three sat in the carriage, surrounded by soldiers, who escorted them back to the granted mansion.
The three wore somber expressions, remaining silent until they reached the mansion's hall.
Xu Shilan then took out a pure white invitation and tossed it onto the table, simultaneously wiping her palms in disgust.
Wu Piwu picked up the invitation and felt something was off.
Frowning, he touched it and coldly said, "Human skin?"
Xu Shilan nodded in disgust, and Yamada took the invitation, also feeling it and saying, "Yes, it's human skin."
The three stared at the invitation, which prominently displayed the words "Ghost Fan Tower," feeling absurd in their hearts.
They had not sought out this Ghost Fan Tower, yet it had invited them instead?
But a banquet without good intentions was clearly a trap!
Wu Piwu immediately said, "This is baseline reality 0.7. Our strength may only be equivalent to a master at baseline reality 0.9 or an ordinary extraordinary being at 0.8. Guo Jing appears weak due to the suppression of the national fortune golden dragon. Today, this human skin could withstand my blood energy. We cannot go to this Ghost Fan Tower!"
Yamada remained silent, but Xu Shilan's gaze was sharp as she fixedly stared at the invitation, saying, "No, we must go! Not only must we go, but we must also give this Ghost Fan Tower a harsh lesson!"
Wu Piwu countered, "What about strength!? The idea is good, and I understand why we need to be harsh, but what about strength? That is the most realistic issue!"
Xu Shilan laughed, shaking her head slightly, "Wu little brother, you need to broaden your thinking. We are not from this dream world, so how can we act according to the ideas of this dream world?"
Wu Piwu frowned, "What do you mean? I don't understand."
Xu Shilan took the invitation back and slammed it on the table, saying, "I am one of the survivors of the Four Wars, Yamada is a veteran of the Three Wars, and has metal manipulation abilities, while you are a person from the twenty-first century, familiar with the history and knowledge of various ancient dream worlds. Why should we fight like the natives of this dream world, relying on fists and dark arts?"
"Yamada! Use your metal manipulation to create high-explosive bombs. I know several formulas for ultra-high-power explosives. I will provide the formulas and methods, and you will manufacture them. Wu little brother, you will negotiate with the Song court for materials and also be responsible for giving these high-explosive weapons names that fit this worldview and have a 'celestial' flavor!"
Xu Shilan exuded a killing intent that had never been seen since her awakening, but Wu Piwu and Yamada felt that this was the true her.
Indeed, a woman who had been sentenced to numerous crimes and terms by the Unified Human Government, yet knew the presidential candidate of the Unified Human Government, Chu Minghao, must have a breathtaking past.
The three quickly divided their tasks and began to act.
Xu Shilan and Yamada went to handle various metals to create suitable alloys and raw materials, while Xu Shilan also handed Wu Piwu a materials list.
However, Wu Piwu was surprised to find that the list did not include sulfur or charcoal, but rather various animal fats and plants.
As Wu Piwu pondered how to obtain supplies from the Zhao Song court, the butler suddenly reported that King Kang Zhao Gou was visiting, just as it was nearing ten o'clock at night.
Soon, Zhao Gou entered the hall from outside.
At first glance, he saw the invitation on the table, his face showing some anger as he said, "You three have been startled; this is truly a disgrace for our Song Dynasty... Brother Wu, rest assured, my father already knows about this matter. He has ordered many high-ranking masters from the Offering Institute to prepare, and the Imperial Guards will also mobilize to conduct a thorough purge of this Ghost Fan Tower and the Wuyou Cave!"
Wu Piwu smiled and asked, "Can we uproot the Ghost Fan Tower and the Wuyou Cave?"
Zhao Gou's face showed some embarrassment as he replied, "We will do our utmost, we will do our utmost."
"No need."
Wu Piwu shook his head, "The other party personally sent us an invitation. If we do not go, would that not disgrace my family's elders' face and prestige? When did mortals dare to trample on celestial beings like this? It makes no sense, does it?"
Zhao Gou hesitated, "Although I know the celestial elder must have left you three with some support, it has been five years now, and it has already been used... Brother Wu, you really do not need to be angry with such evil beings."
Wu Piwu said, "This is not about being angry; I genuinely intend to go in person. Otherwise, what are we doing here in the mortal realm? To live in luxury in this mansion? If we do not deal with this evil, our hearts will not be at peace!"
Upon hearing the words "heart," Zhao Gou knew he could not persuade them.
He then asked, "Does my king need to do anything? Does the Song Dynasty need to do anything?"
Wu Piwu smiled, "Yes, we need to create some small magical tools. After all, that is the enemy's lair, so we cannot be careless. We still need King Kang to help us prepare."
Zhao Gou immediately patted his chest, "This is a small matter, easy! Brother Wu, just say the word."
Wu Piwu listed the items Xu Shilan had provided one by one, and Zhao Gou instructed the butler to fetch paper and pen to write them down.
Although he was curious about what these items could create, he naturally would not meddle at this moment.
A unified empire with a population of over a hundred million, even in a feudal era, had a mobilization capability that an individual could not imagine.
The next morning, all the items requested by Xu Shilan were delivered, each quantity measured in "carts," including the precious Chinese medicinal herbs and tonics like tiger bones, deer antlers, and bear bile that Wu Piwu had requested, also measured in "carts."
In this mansion, there was a vast warehouse.
As these items were brought into the warehouse, Xu Shilan and Yamada began selecting the necessary materials.
Xu Shilan processed, adjusted, and purified the materials, while Yamada used metal to create various instruments, parts, and the shells for explosives.
By the third night since their arrival in this world, in Xu Shilan's room, Wu Piwu saw several metal beads about the size of a thumb.
"N5 type high-explosive characteristic explosives."
Xu Shilan smiled and said, "It's a pity we don't have more advanced precision instruments; otherwise, we could even create N7 types."
Wu Piwu naturally did not know what N5 or N7 meant.
He simply picked up one bead and asked, "What is the power?"
Xu Shilan looked around and said, "If it were in a baseline reality 1.0 world, one N5 could blow up half of this mansion."
"Huh!?"
Wu Piwu's mouth dropped open, "Do you know how big our mansion is!? At least over ten thousand square meters!"
Xu Shilan smiled, "That's right, it would blow up half of it. But that is in the real world; here is the 0.7 dream world. I don't know how powerful it will be, so we still need to experiment. Tomorrow we will go out of the city to test it!"
Yamada chuckled beside her, "Even if the power is a bit smaller, we can win by quantity. These things are not difficult to manufacture; most of the previous effort was spent on making instruments. Now we can produce at least a thousand a day, and by the day after tomorrow's invitation, we can make nearly two thousand!"
Two thousand bombs with a blast radius of five thousand square meters?
Were they planning to erase Bianliang?
Wu Piwu was momentarily speechless, but he felt joy in his heart, squeezing the metal ball and saying, "If we can blow it up, even if the power is reduced to one-tenth, it will be enough. By then..."
"Let’s give the evil cultivators of this world a scientific surprise!"
(End of Chapter)