Chapter 815 - 687: The Strong

[The constant temperature device controls the pool water temperature precisely at 26.5°C. She holds her breath and glides like a mermaid, the bikini ties fluttering at her waist. The light from the Swarovski crystal chandelier above shines into the water, dyeing the tiles the color of an opal gemstone.]

The unidentified background noise continues to narrate slowly. Mei Wenyi emerges from the water, taking a towel from the swan-shaped inflatable floating bed to wipe her face. Her eyes are dazzled by the neon lights that suddenly illuminate from the nearby high-rise building.

The English butler standing by the pool precisely catches a hint of dissatisfaction in Mei Wenyi’s eyes, silently retreating into the shadows. With a single phone call, he informs the building to turn off the lights - after all, that too is Miss Mei Wen’s property.

"Thanks, Sebastian."

Mei Wenyi smiles slightly, leaning her upper body on the edge of the inflatable floating bed, picking up a Samsung phone. The screen displays dozens of bubble messages from suitors.

Just as her fingertips swipe across the screen...

BOOM!

A violent tremor comes from directly below the pool, blowing a large hole in the concrete floor, unleashing a torrential flow of water that rages down instantly.

Mei Wenyi, slightly stunned, is sucked underwater by the enormous pull, spinning rapidly towards the hole.

"Miss!!"

The faces of the bodyguards by the pool change drastically as they rush to jump in. However, before they can,

Gouchen, lurking in the lower floor, has already swept Mei Wenyi into his arms with a princess carry.

Step!

Gouchen steps off the ground, dashing towards the floor-to-ceiling windows at the end of the floor alongside Mike. He shouts into the communication channel in his earpiece, "Target recovered! Need backup, I repeat, need back..."

Before he can finish the word "up," Gouchen feels an inexplicable pain in his jaw, a shockwave running through his jawbone, striking his head, causing dizziness, and bringing on black vision and tinnitus.

Before his vision goes black, the last scene he sees is Mei Wenyi breaking free from his embrace, punching him away. She slides barefoot across the floor tiles, clad in a bikini yet standing with fists clenched like a warrior goddess.

[Ambush is always the move of the weak. The two intruders planned to kidnap Mei Wenyi, meticulously scheming and fooling countless bodyguards, but they are destined to fail.]

[Because they missed one thing: Mei Wenyi is not some weak woman relying on others for protection. She is... the Overlord! She has slaughtered countless formidable enemies and returned from the battlefield, the Supreme!]

Mike stands frozen, looking like he’s seen a ghost. "Holy crap, the narration mutates in an instant, doesn’t it? And why is it in Cantonese?! Is it because it sounds more imposing?"

"It’s been a long time since anyone dared lay a hand on me."

Mei Wenyi slightly tilts her head, gazing at the waterfall-like hole, water flowing past her feet, trembling, disintegrating into droplet mist.

Her originally smooth and tender abdomen tightens abruptly, revealing a set of eight-pack abs with muscle grooves seemingly cut by a knife and axe. As if a protein queen out of a high school biology textbook.

Her full head of hair rises without any wind, flying wantonly.

[Such force, such dominance, such strength! Quack! Who can stop her, who can resist her?!]

[With a simple gesture, the icy smile appears on this overlord of the land’s face... following that, blood, pain, and death are about to appear here!]

The background sound smoothly transitions, narrating in an exceedingly excited, passionate, and deep Cantonese voice.

"What... what is this?"

Mike’s scalp tingles as an endless aura of a strong person emanates from Mei Wenyi’s body, giving him a sense of fear he couldn’t overcome no matter what.

As high as the sky, as deep as the sea, like an ant looking up at the boundless stars.

"Crap,"

The voices of Li Cheng, Don Juan, and others sucking in a breath of cold air resound in the communication earpiece. "Mei Wenyi’s mental problems are much worse than expected!

Extraordinary Power attributed to external objects causes her severe insecurity. The less she has, the more she desires it, so she fantasizes about being an unparalleled strong one with Mighty Power within herself.

Those Flower Guardians are not bodyguards at all, but mere adornments!"

If mental illness had ranks, Mei Wenyi would be at least a Ninth Rank Combat Power, peak player who has passed the Sea God Nine Exams.

Don Juan and Divine Era Rain Prayer entered fresh, artistic films, Gouchen is in a parallel world of "Dragon Clan," Mike is in "The Martian."

Oddly, Mei Wenyi is in "The Strong Man Returning from the Battlefield" — there’s even this movie really floating online, generated via AI technology by some anonymous user.

In turmoil, Mike, too busy to complain about inaccurate intelligence, immediately rubs his palms together and flings forward, blasting shapes of assorted lightning.

[Spherical Lightning], causing Thunder Strike Attribute damage, accompanied by Paralysis Effect.

[Tesla Coil], amplifying all lightning.

[Thunderstorm Prison], casting down lightning, striking the circular area from all sides, prohibiting entry and exit, restricting all Space Attribute Ability.

[Current Mutual Generation], connecting with lightning, multiplying the number.

Mike’s real name wasn’t Mike; he chose it himself after awakening his love for science from the names Maxwell and Tesla.

Naturally, his Power System also centers around thunder and lightning.

Zzzz! BOOM!

Blazing electric light illuminates the floor as bright as daylight. The aftershocks shatter and blast the floor-to-ceiling windows, scattering debris to the ground, causing traffic chaos at the intersection.

In the extreme white light, Mei Wenyi’s figure endures the battering of thunder, slowly lifting her leg, and stepping with full force.

With immense power combined with exquisite control, the floor itself remains undamaged. Yet, the tiles roll forward like waves, and the Qi contained in the ceramic shards disrupts Mike’s casting, forcing him to dodge.

The thunder strike ceases, and Mei Wenyi twists her neck as the outer layer of her charred skin cells drops off inch by inch.

Footsteps densely resound from above and below; the bodyguards block Gouchen and Mike’s path, their eyes spouting fire.

"Stand down; these two worthless ones are mine."

Mei Wenyi, with a domineering aura, tore down the curtain, wrapped it around her as a coat, then clenched her fists, producing a cracking sound, and said coldly,

"You two, you shouldn’t mess with the dragon or the tiger, let alone me! Come, come, come! Lowly creatures, inferior beings, perish under my Heaven-scorching Iron Fist!"

As the last word fell, Mei Wenyi vanished from her spot, her palms clasping the skulls of Gouchen and Maxwell from both sides, smashing through walls with them.

From the East Wing to the West Wing, until they smashed through a floor-to-ceiling window,

amid the gaze of numerous bodyguards, Mei Wenyi released her grip, delivering an uppercut punch to their abdomens.

"Poof!"

Gouchen and Maxwell simultaneously spewed stomach acid, their bodies driven by inertia, shooting skyward like arrows.

Fortunately, their instinctive combat skills saved them; Gouchen drew the Heavenly Spirit Earth Fiend Sword, releasing a sword skill downward. Maxwell clasped his hands, summoned a Thunder Spear, electrocuting it towards the pursuing Mei Wenyi.

The combat roared louder and louder, the crowd below the city watched in astonishment at the thunderous sword light across the sky,

while those Transcendent bodyguards surprisingly stood still, watching the battlefield center with reverence, "Quack! As expected of the young lady!"

’Is this really Mei Wenyi, and not a high-level melee player in disguise? You’re even more formidable than the White Horse Tombstone.’

Gouchen and Maxwell struggled to fend off Mei Wenyi’s iron fists; if not for the Earth Evil Sword’s attribute-stealing effect, their heads would have been shattered long ago.

They had tried to awaken her, but no matter how much they informed her that this was an Illusion Realm, and Mei Wenyi’s body was actually an idol trainee and currently a player belonging to the Special Incident Department under the FBI,

she wouldn’t believe it, considering it all noisy lies.

"Rough swordsmanship, powerless thunder, and you intend to ambush me with this? Such feeble scum is doomed to be blasted to smithereens by me!"

Mei Wenyi fought more and more excitedly, paying no mind to the ’Minor Protection Law,’ delivering a punch aimed at Maxwell’s Adam’s apple.

If this punch connects, even with a Defense Scroll, it would pierce through and kill,

with a flash of resolute determination in his eyes, Maxwell extended his hand, touching Mei Wenyi’s fist.

[Skill Name: Pole Reversal]

[Type: Spiritual Energy]

[Special Effect: Say goodbye. During combat, each close contact with a living target transmits a small charge to them, gradually accumulating to a critical point, then actively triggers, causing oneself and the target to fly backward in opposite directions; the flight distance and speed depend on both sides’ weight and charge accumulation]

[Consumption: 50 Spiritual Power Value]

[Cooling Time: 7 minutes]

[Use Conditions: Possess a Ph.D. in Electrical Engineering, or over three years of electrical engineering work experience, or have been hit by lightning once]

[Note: Heh, heh, you must be happy ah ah ah ah ah!]

Whoosh!

Both flew backward instantly, Maxwell’s arms were broken, but Mei Wenyi was also flung several kilometers away.

Before she could stabilize in midair, a two-ton giant shell blasted from behind, sending her flying again.

The shell exploded, Li Cheng released [Demon Exchange], swapping places with the Shadow Falcon hidden in the shell, appearing behind Mei Wenyi.

The Light Speed Elbow Strike is too brutal, the Dragon Breath likely can’t penetrate defenses, and given the opponent’s mental state, even the whip of the Farm Owner Heroic Spirit might be useless.

If that’s the case...

Snap!

Li Cheng scattered a packet of hallucinogenic scale powder from Zongsi, simultaneously activating the [Barrage Splendor] skill, replicating and spreading the scale powder across the entire space.

Caught off guard, Mei Wenyi instinctively inhaled a breath, drawing some scale powder into her lungs. The remaining powder replicated by [Barrage Splendor] instantly dispersed.

This scale powder is a trump skill of the Advanced Insect Lord’s retainer, even the Great Swarm dares not touch it. Mei Wenyi’s eyes turned instantly crimson, seemingly experiencing hundreds of different lifetimes in a trance.

In the previous life, she was a labor nurse who went to work in West Germany due to the labor dispatch agreement signed between South Korea and West Germany in the 1960s.

Her lover died in a mining accident, and she returned to her hometown in South Korea with her newborn child to open a flower shop.

In the next life, she was a police officer investigating the "Hwa City Serial Killer Case." Chasing clues like pursuing a broken kite.

In the previous life, she was in a sweet romance with the Underworld Messenger in a modern city,

In the next life, during the Japanese occupation, she was a member of the Yile Group, assisting Jin Jiu in assassinating a Japanese army general in the Far East Shanghai.

Intense psychic shock overwhelmed mental illness,

causing the entire Illusion Realm to tremble and collapse.

The Flower Guardians had no time to react before dissipating into smoke, and all the players were ejected from the Illusion Realm, falling out of the silver screen.

"Hiss!"

With both arms broken, Maxwell squirmed on the ground, struggling to get up, using his teeth to pry open a Medium Life Potion cork, gulping it down, healing the arm injury,

then glanced complexly at Li Cheng and the dazed Mei Wenyi.

Having witnessed the power of scale powder, Li Cheng was hastily sealing the torn scale powder bag with cling film.

Noticing Maxwell’s gaze, he said seriously, "I only sell this stuff, not use it. It’s bad for the brain."

Who asked you about this?

Maxwell twitched at the corner of his eye, nodded toward Mei Wenyi, and whispered, "Is she alright?"