Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1090 - 1091: Adding Fuel to the Fire

Yang Fei knew about Mi Xuan and Grandfather Mi's relationship and comforted her gently.

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring Grandfather back. Just stay at ho, okay?"

Listening to Yang Fei's warm and deep words, Mi Xuan's panic-stricken heart imdiately cald down.

Yes, in this world, there is nothing Yang Fei cannot accomplish.

He is, after all, a god-like powerful presence.

Yang Fei instructed Mi Xuan to assist Xiao Xuanya in transplanting the three major systems of Martial God Space to Dragon Island, comforted Mi Xuan for a few monts, and then hung up the phone.

He had just hung up when the phone rang again. Yang Fei answered, and it was Mi Xuan.

On the phone, Mi Xuan was crying anxiously.

"It's not good, Brother Fei, Mi Duo is gone. She left a ssage saying she's going to Arang to rescue Grandfather."

Yang Fei took a sharp breath, his heart sinking.

"Damn, this little demon is just making things worse."

Mi Duo's Ard Storm can indeed provide her with imnse energy, so much that even a Master of Gang Strength might not be able to defeat her.

But this little girl is naive and self-absorbed. If she enters that tiger's den in Arang, her fate is truly uncertain.

Sotis, what's strong is not the strength, but the human heart.

An elephant with Divine Power might not necessarily defeat a pack of ferocious wolves.

Listening to Yang Fei's silence, Mi Xuan beca even more anxious, her voice tinged with tears.

"Brother Fei, what do we do now?"

Yang Fei sighed and assured Mi Xuan.

"Mi Xuan, don't worry. I'll head to Arang right away and bring your sister and Grandfather back for you."

"Stay at ho, and wait for my good news."

Mi Xuan also knew that such matters couldn't be rushed, so she had to restrain herself, obediently responding with a soft voice.

"Brother Fei, you're all I have left. Be careful, I'll wait for your triumphant return."

Yang Fei responded with a grunt and hung up the phone.

The Changfeng Squad solemnly gathered around Yang Fei, waiting for his command.

Yang Fei looked around and waved his hand, "Brothers, let's go."

Two days later, Arang's capital, Yihabadun.

Arang is a country ravaged by warfare.

Since the mid-last century, this small nation of less than eighty square kiloters has been beset by internal strife and external threats, with unceasing warfare.

In the past two years, the situation has worsened.

First, the Zakelin Family, representing the Royal Family's power, was overthrown by the rebel army, with all royal mbers imprisoned.

Later, the loyal Royalist Party rose up from all regions, defeated the rebel army, and rescued Emperor Zakelin, Joseph.

However, the fate of the Zakelin Family did not improve.

The Royalist Party seized power, treating Emperor Joseph as a puppet, with the Zakelin Family lacking freedom, under complete control of the Royalist Party.

Perhaps on an unguarded day, all royal mbers might end up on the guillotine.

And neighboring dium-sized countries have been infiltrating, secretly supporting their own forces.

This made the situation even more chaotic, with large-scale wars erupting from ti to ti.

However, at this mont, Yihabadun remained as prosperous as ever.

Aside from the roaring armored vehicles and strict checkpoints hinting at the atmosphere of war,

the rest of Yihabadun steeped itself in a drunken and depraved doomsday revelry.

In chaotic tis, human lives are as cheap as dogs', and no one wishes to save money for the future.

Perhaps tomorrow they would die, becoming a aningless corpse.

So everyone did whatever they could to enjoy themselves.

Arang is a wealthy country, with abundant oil and diamond mines everywhere.

This is also the direct cause of Arang's endless civil wars.

Almost all the wealthy have emigrated, leaving only the poor and the small middle class, who have to congregate in Yihabadun.

Although the cost of living here is high, at least there's no warfare that could cause them to lose their lives inexplicably.

All of Yihabadun was plunged into a decadent, cathartic revelry.

Suddenly insane n and won could be seen here at any ti, and in the dark alleys, one would find scarred bodies.

It was common here for n to be robbed and won to be abused.

In the slums, children were even caught to be cooked alive, and such tragedies happened everywhere, all the ti.

At this mont, Mi Duo was walking the streets of Yihabadun.

She was wearing a veil, her petite figure draped in a black robe, hiding her body's curves.

Her Ard Storm was hidden beneath the black robe, with all safeties disengaged.

Even so, Mi Duo felt no sense of security.

She impulsively ca to Arang, only to realize how terrible the situation really was.

Several holess n by the road were staring intently at Mi Duo, with undisguised malice and aggression in their eyes.

Mi Duo hugged her shoulders, appearing like a naive little white rabbit, wandering in a jungle filled with dangers.

Despite Mi Duo using a black robe to cover her entire body,

for so reason, she was still terribly afraid, as if the next mont those n would rush up and tear her apart.

The city's lights gradually ca on.

Seeing the dark sprawling slums, Mi Duo instinctively moved towards the brightly lit areas.

Experience told her that at this ti, the slum had beco a hunting ground for predators.

The further she stayed from that place, the safer she'd be.

"If only Yang Fei were here, he'd handle this kind of environnt with ease, right?"

Though reluctant, Mi Duo couldn't help but think of Yang Fei.

She felt a bit hopeful: "I wonder if he would rush over anxiously after knowing I left?"

Upon thinking this, Mi Duo spat at herself.

"What ridiculous thoughts am I having? This jerk is my brother-in-law after all."

Yet at that, Mi Duo suddenly felt sowhat lost.

A hotel appeared before her, with a shabby sign that had the words Little Wildcat Inn written in English.

Despite her worries, Mi Duo was already tired.

The dim yellow lights inside made her stomach growl with hunger.

Mi Duo hesitated for a mont, finally stepping into the Little Wildcat Hotel.

Perhaps she could spend a safe night here.

Upon entering the hotel, there was a worn-out counter.

A plump lady, with a face sared with cheap makeup, was leaning on the counter eating sunflower seeds.

"Boss, do you have a room?"

Mi Duo saw that the other party was a woman, and imdiately felt half-relieved.

She spoke as she tore off the black veil from her face.

Mi Duo spoke in pure English, and the plump lady lifted her head, seeing Mi Duo's beautifully crafted face.

Her chubby face twitched for a mont, then released a gleam in her eyes.

She wiggled her barrel-sized waist and stood up.

"Yes, young lady you're in luck, I only have one room left."

She spoke as she walked over enthusiastically, taking Mi Duo's travel bag.

Mi Duo let out a long sigh of relief, her taut nerves relaxing with her.