Chapter 218: Long Live the Peach Organization!
The Capsule Ship had been sailing on the Eternal Flow Sea for over ten days, during which Xia Feng had tasted the lips of the Lord Dragon God more than once.
He had to admit, the Lord Dragon God was truly proper. Kissing him was only to better nourish his soul with Dragon Spirit Blood, with no other impure intentions!
The Lord Dragon God, she truly… Xia Feng felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude.
According to Miss Evil Dragon, absorbing too much Dragon Spirit Blood had a chance of turning him into a Half-dragon. Half-dragons possessed superior overall quality compared to humans in all aspects. If he didn’t mind, she could help him become a Half-dragon.
However, compared to a Half-dragon, Xia Feng wished to evolve into a Dragon Scion with the ability to transform into a dragon.
Of course, it wasn’t solely because only a Dragon Scion’s physique could bear offspring with the Lord Dragon God that he wanted to become one. He purely, simply, just wanted to become a Dragon Scion! After all, transforming into a dragon?
Who wouldn’t want such a cool ability?!
Moreover, it was rumored that Dragon Scions possessed some very, very special mysterious abilities, but when Xia Feng asked Miss Evil Dragon for more details, she refused to say anything further.
There was only one way to become a Dragon Scion: find the Origin Egg and eat it!
“My believer, you should leave now.”
The Star-skirt woman sat majestically on the Divine Seat, her vertical pupils looking down indifferently at Xia Feng. He respectfully bowed and then vanished from his spot.
At this time, the Capsule Ship had arrived at the Gami Sea, a region adjacent to Area 50.
This was Xia Feng’s destination. According to Gui Dao’s guidance, Gui Hua’s Divine Authority Fragment was in the direction of the Gami Sea, but unfortunately, the exact location could not be pinpointed.
According to Miss Evil Dragon, Divine Authority was indeed an advanced form of Spirit Artifact. However, it also had a side effect: once an artifact became Divine Authority, it would be permanently solidified within the world.
This meant that Divine Authority might not dissipate after a god’s demise. Instead, it could remain in the world in the form of Divine Authority Fragments – what people commonly referred to as God Relics.
In fact, although these God Relics were essentially Divine Authority, even if all the fragments were found and pieced together, their effect would still be less than one-tenth of the original Divine Authority.
Of course, this was unless the original owner of the Divine Authority reassembled them.
Yue Hongli’s current state was more like being reborn after death, but with lost memories and knowledge, and her Divine Authority scattered across various locations, requiring her to collect them one by one.
As Xia Feng was contemplating, an automated female voice sounded from the Capsule Ship:
“Alert! Alert! A large Time-Space Ship has been detected 800 meters to our right. Model detected: Victoria A-class luxury Star Wheel, belonging to Mars Shipping. Target is massive, please exercise caution and avoid collision—”
The two people inside looked up at the side display screen. The ship approaching in the distance resembled a prehistoric behemoth or a space battleship, terrifyingly vast.
Its massive body was covered in gleaming gold-plated metal, like a floating palace.
Some of this metal had lost its luster, becoming transparent, curved floor-to-ceiling windows through which one could see countless rooms inside, including bedrooms, dining rooms, ballrooms, combat rooms, and gyms.
The ballroom had the most people, with gentlemen and ladies dancing gracefully to melodious music.
Xia Feng knew that this type of ship was called a Star Wheel, a sightseeing vessel with high safety standards but a very slow cruising speed. It couldn’t carry many weapons and had low offensive capabilities.
Of course, “low offensive capabilities” was relative. If Xia Feng’s Capsule Ship were to be lightly bumped by the Star Wheel, it would be directly destroyed.
The ticket price for such a Star Wheel, even for the cheapest common ticket, started at 100,000. The prices for VIP or Supreme VIP tickets were beyond Xia Feng’s imagination.
Those who could afford to travel on such a ship were generally wealthy or noble.
Of course, there were exceptions, like fake heiresses who snuck on with employee IDs to take photos.
“Very well, now there’s a problem. How do we get onto this Star Wheel?”
Xia Feng fell into contemplation. After drifting on the Eternal Flow Sea for more than ten days, Player 14 had, as expected, come looking for him.
He also had Player 14’s Positional Card, so he could see Player 14’s current location was on this Victoria Star Wheel. Strangely, Xia Feng couldn’t pinpoint Player 14’s exact location within the Star Wheel, or which room they were in, despite not knowing what methods Player 14 had used.
However, it didn’t matter much. Before approaching this place, Xia Feng had severed the link with the Mark of Number 17 and linked with the Mark of Number 3. If he operated as Number 3, Number 17’s identity would be considered as good as dead.
Therefore, Player 14 could not pinpoint him either.
The current problem was how to enter the Star Wheel.
One must know that the security on these Star Wheels, which were primarily for nobles, was extremely tight. Even if they encountered a distressed vessel during their voyage, they would not offer assistance.
This was because if the distressed vessel turned out to be disguised pirates, the consequences of letting them aboard would be unthinkable.
To completely eliminate such hidden dangers, these luxury Star Wheels generally did not rescue any shipwrecked individuals during their voyages.
This made things rather difficult. Just as Xia Feng was frowning in thought, Mu Qingtong suddenly made a turn and headed towards the side.
“Huh? Where are you going?” Under Xia Feng’s bewildered gaze, the Capsule Ship headed towards a sealed hatch marked with the bright white number “68.”
As the Capsule Ship approached, Hatch 68 hissed, and the metal door quietly opened. The Capsule Ship smoothly docked inside.
What?!
A question mark appeared above Xia Feng’s forehead. Wait, how did they just get in like this?
As he was wondering, two identity information cards, one male and one female, popped up on the display screen.
“Alright, Mr. Xia, change your face. You’re a wanted criminal now.” Mu Qingtong used the Bronze Mask to alter her appearance, transforming into the woman on the identity card.
Although confused, Xia Feng followed suit and changed his appearance to match the man on the identity card.
At the same time, the Capsule Ship slid down a rail and landed on a surface. Xia Feng pressed a handle, and his body slid out of the capsule, landing steadily. The somewhat dazzling light outside reflected into his eyes.
Xia Feng blinked and saw a tall woman, clad in a white shirt and a hip-hugging skirt, walking towards them. With blonde hair and blue eyes, her long legs in black silk high heels made her look like a strong career woman in her early thirties, with efficient movements.
She bowed slightly to Mu Qingtong and respectfully handed over a folder: “My Lord, here is your and Mr. Xia’s identity and room information.”
Mu Qingtong nodded faintly, took the file, and said, “You may return.”
“Yes.”
The blonde woman responded respectfully and quickly returned to the elevator in her high heels. However, just as the elevator doors were about to close, the excitement in her calm, beautiful eyes could no longer be concealed, a faint golden cross symbol flickering faintly. Her lips parted, and she said, “Long Live the Peach Organization!”
*Zi—*
The elevator doors closed.
Xia Feng: “…”
Xia Feng’s eyes twitched slightly, and he looked strangely at the Black-dressed Woman beside him. Mu Qingtong returned a light smile, “What’s wrong, Mr. Xia? Is there a problem?”
Xia Feng raised an eyebrow, “The Peach Organization? As the leader of the Peach Organization, how come I didn’t know we recruited such an external member?”
“Oh, so Mr. Xia is the leader?” Mu Qingtong chuckled lightly. “But… do you have any subordinates?”
