Extraordinary in Reality Through Magic Games

237: Chapter 235 The Kunpeng Spreads Its Wings, the Fallen Spirit Appears, Quickly Ascend to HeavenFor the residents of the cities along the direct NH route to Su City, today was no ordinary day.

People woke up, washed up, had breakfast as usual, and then headed out to work.

They brushed past commuters returning from night shifts at subway doors, or caught each other’s gaze across asphalt roads while waiting for traffic lights in their cars.

The night-shifter, face etched with exhaustion, sighed at how comfortable the day-shifter must be. The day-shifter, eyes bleary with sleep, envied the other for not having to crawl out of a warm bed so early for work.

If things had followed their usual course, once the red light turned green, they would have released their brakes, crossed paths, and moved away in opposite directions.

But today was different.

As the digital countdown hit zero and the bright red turned to fluorescent green, the stationary cars and electric bikes at the intersection didn’t move like a video being played; instead, everyone stared blankly at the sky.

The winter sun wasn’t as annoying as it was in the summer.

So, when their surroundings suddenly dimmed and the biting chill of the wind grew even sharper, they instinctively looked up, perhaps with a flash of irritation in their hearts.

Who is it? Not even letting us bask in the sun?

Then they discovered that not only was the sun blocked, but even the sky was no longer visible.

A vast bird’s belly obscured the entire blue sky, and its massive, sharp talons looked like the hands of God, capable of destroying the world with a single strike.

On the bird’s back, the Director sat cross-legged at the edge as the shadow cast by the Kunpeng’s form gradually eroded and covered the entire city.

The Immortal is so huge; how much does he have to eat in a day?

The Director looked down at the city, which looked as if its lights had been extinguished, and a bizarre thought suddenly popped into his head.

“Kunpeng Immortal, what do you usually eat back at the Mountain Gate?”

“Hao——”

The responding cry jolted the humans in the city awake, and camera flashes began to go off everywhere. Unfortunately, the Director didn’t understand the reply.

It made sense; he wasn’t a bird and didn’t know the language of birds, but he really wanted an answer.

After pondering for a moment, the Director’s eyes lit up: “Kunpeng Immortal, do you eat immortal items? Tilt your head left for yes, and right for no.”

The Kunpeng’s head didn’t budge as it continued to flap its wings.

The Director let out a disappointed sigh. An Immortal, after all—it was understandable for him to be a bit aloof.

Little did he know that Zhang Mu, who had returned to the “World,” was on the verge of a mental breakdown from his pestering.

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“Is there something wrong with him?”

In Geoffrey’s laboratory, Zhang Mu sat in a corner, deeply bewildered.

Although he disliked socializing and never reached out to others unless necessary, he had interacted with quite a few people.

He had never seen anyone talk so much nonsense!

“City Lord?”

“It’s nothing, let’s continue.”

“Alright.” Geoffrey sat back up from his leaning position. “The ore you brought me has been tested. As the main material for the magic guidance sniper rifle’s body, its magic resistance is still slightly lacking.

But I found that adding a small amount of magic crystal to it significantly improves the magic resistance.”

“So that means it’s usable?”

“Yes!” he asked excitedly. “Has this ore been named? What are the reserves like?”

“Rhenium.”

As he answered, Zhang Mu fell into deep thought.

After returning to the “World” from the deep sea, he had come straight to the lab to give Geoffrey a sample of the rare metal Rhenium he had taken the time to “borrow” a couple of days ago for testing.

While waiting for the results, the two had discussed the magic guidance sniper rifle.

Geoffrey had initially wanted to give up. He believed that in terms of individual combat power, the Professionals of the Saul Continent were the best choice. Rather than wasting energy on a magic guidance sniper rifle that would likely fail, it would be better to train a group of Professionals from the First Army Soldiers.

However, Zhang Mu disagreed.

The reason the magic guidance sniper rifle couldn’t be put into practical use was that the steel used for the gun body couldn’t withstand the magic fluctuations during a spell’s release.