Chapter 907: Chapter 904: You’re Beautiful Like a Fake Person

"Watch as my absolute beauty—"

Little Angel let out a sinister chuckle, full of confidence about what was to happen next.

The confidence lost on Master Fuli would surely be regained completely!

"What’s that?"

Master Fuli, who was observing the natives, glanced towards Little Angel calling out to him, curious.

Vimal has three forms in total, the first being the permanent beautiful blonde form, in which she possesses extremely strong regenerative genes, even if organs are missing, or bones are shattered, they can heal rapidly.

The second form is Little Angel, an angel embryo breaking out from the body, or rather, a premature child.

Ansheng had never witnessed the power of this form, but he had heard Vimal explain it.

The Little Angel form is a transitional form, acquiring unparalleled ingesting and consuming ability, mainly to convert into the third form and accumulate Spiritual Particles.

"Crack....."

After Little Angel summoned Master Fuli, her chest ribs emitted a series of cracking sounds, the beautiful swan neck transformed into a short, thick feeding tube, and her entire head shattered.

"Hiss—"

The hissing of a snake flicking its tongue came from Little Angel’s fully exposed throat, flower clusters resembling vines or tentacles sprayed from her throat, the ejection speed far surpassing that of a bullet.

In front of the expelled tentacles, Little Angel’s own form seemed extraordinarily small.

Tentacles with flower buds crashed into the cabin, engulfing the meat and Spiritual Particle Plants inside, the strange white tentacles clashed while feeding, drops of corrosive liquid dripped onto the cabin, dissolving the aircraft layers.

In just a few dozen seconds, the food inside the transport plane and half of the transport helicopter were dissolved.

Weighing nearly thirteen tons in total, all was merged into slime and devoured into Little Angel’s abdomen.

By then, Little Angel had already lost her human form, turning into a white slime adhering to the tail of the transport plane, a massive amount of Spiritual Particles began rushing into the core, becoming nutrients to support Little Angel’s rapid developmental phase.

"Vile natives—"

The giant slime hardened into steel, emanated a loud female scolding, white arms pierced through the steel shell, tearing the metal covering apart.

Thick mist spewed from the egg shell crack, merging into the air to evaporate continuously.

From the collapsing metal egg shell, a graceful woman emerged slowly, her long golden hair draping down, covering sensitive areas, a huge eight-wing spread from her back, golden wings covering her brows, circling to obscure a flawless face, adding a captivating allure.

"The mind-controlling ’Love God Gene’..."

Seeing the female form manifested by Little Angel, a trace of amazement appeared on Master Fuli’s face.

Large, it was just too large.

The height of Love God was estimated about five meters, her strength effortlessly pushing aside the seven-ton damaged transport plane.

Love God’s existence seemed born from humanity’s definition of beauty, beautiful like a reference answer.

"Obey your godfather’s command. Now, all living beings in the town, show me the potential of your speed, roll with all your might and escape!"

Love God raised her arm and pointed distantly, a slight smile tugging at her lips, issuing a harsh order.

From the moment Love God appeared, the town, which was overwhelmed by cries, fell into eerie silence, no even a cricket or bird call could be heard.

All creatures were plunged into a state of mental chaos, their hormones in disarray, brains losing control.

"Roar—"

Love God’s words carried a sort of magic. Upon her command, the natives and local creatures, their eyes bloodshot, emitted fierce roars devoid of human sounds. Everyone fled the town desperately, their speed accelerating endlessly.

They ran so fast, even Bolt in his prime couldn’t match their pace.

Love God manipulated the chaotic pheromones, unleashing the body’s instinctive suppression of its own potential.

The force of humanity, at its limit, could even cause one’s muscles to crush their own bones.

Once humans overclocked to the extreme, they could unleash power rivaling superheroes, but the price would be death.

Of course.

With Master Fuli watching, Vimal naturally dared not overclock them to the point of flying.

Yet running these twenty to thirty kilometers, waking up in a week to even crawl would qualify them as athletic champions.

"Godfather..."

Love God revealed a smile that was both charming and coquettish, her every gesture akin to the perfect white moonlight imagined after automatic mental completion.

"Little Wei is fortunate to live up to expectations, dutifully assisting villagers in completing evacuation tasks..."

"How do I look? Am I not exceptionally beautiful?"

Vimal’s face was filled with a cheerful grin, twirling around in front of Master Fuli, her long golden hair fluttering, revealing curves hidden in shadows.

"Too big, the ground is shaking, don’t dance..." Master Fuli surveyed Love God up and down, nodding gently:

"Looks and figure truly flawless, yet somehow the feeling is still so-so....."

Master Fuli waved his hand, showing no desire for extreme appreciation.

"Crack....."

Love God, in the midst of dancing, had her smile freeze on her face, the graceful dance began to stiffen, turning into a stone sculpture, expression incredulous.

"Lord Immortal Fu, she seems petrified..." Lin Wanying, who had rushed to the scene, squatted down to poke Master Fuli’s shoulder, whispering in jest:

"Feels like your Medusa poison petrified her so she forgot even to breathe."

Master Fuli shrugged, retorting:

"What I said was indeed the truth. Love God, although incomparably flawless in beauty, surpassing any so-called woman I’ve seen....."

"But, her beauty seems like high-touch-ups and editing, or perhaps an AI-produced absolute 3D beauty."

Love God’s beauty is undoubtedly true, but overly so, lacking a ’living person’ feel.

Though aware it’s barefaced and real, she left Ansheng with an impression of a deliberately curated camera shot.

"One word from Lord Immortal Fu shattered her heart instantly..." Lin Wanying, with an odd expression, glanced at Love God who was already collapsed in tears.

Master Fuli was not human, thus lacking the complex human sentimentality. Good is good; bad is truly not good at all.

Vimal, full of hope, ultimately exchanged her outstanding beauty for a word from Master Fuli: imposter.

Such a thing, would unsettle anyone.

"By the way, Xiao Lin, run now!"

After chatting about aesthetics, Master Fuli turned to Lin Wanying and said:

"Next, there might be a battle, staying here may be untenable."

Little Angel claimed she could settle the natives, Ansheng had thought she meant transforming into a mature form to resolve it.

Unexpectedly, she transformed vastly, her entire presence emitted Spiritual Particle fluctuations.

Elsewhere it might not matter, but this was Gold-digging Town, beneath which lies a fungal network.

The lioness once said, a rhino or hippo passed Gold-digging Town, looked curiously, and got its rear torn by greedy underground plants.

The so-called greedy plants, now it seems, should be the fungi collecting Spiritual Particles.

They are extremely sensitive to Spiritual Particles, Little Angel’s transformative commotion was so large.

Her round rear, almost certainly doomed.