The monkey had a Little Phoenix perched on his shoulder. When the enormous, heavy hatch opened, he bent at the waist and knees, aimed himself in the right direction, and kicked off hard, shooting out.
The ship carrying the Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan had yet to dock, but the monkey could not be bothered to wait.
With no gravity, he easily sprang to the command department entrance, where the immortal generals and officials all saluted their commander.
The two of them entered the hall and saw the three-headed Wyvern smacking its lips over food, its large tongues scraping the deck with a rustling sound. Curious, the monkey went over, picked up a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed twice, then spat it out in disgust. It tasted terrible.
The Wyvern's three ferocious heads grinned ingratiatingly.
It stretched out a claw and pushed a large chunk of meat with the bone still in it toward the monkey, thus expressing its respect.
The monkey waved a paw disdainfully and strolled into the hall, coming to Bai Yujun and Zhen Bei's side to curiously observe the view beyond the window and the virtual projections.
"Eek, the Demon Realm is really far away, and it's blocked off by a special spatial barrier."
Fortunately, they had the Immortal Bridge. Otherwise, there would have been no way to deal with the Demon Realm.
Zhen Bei took out a cigarette and handed one to the monkey, then gave Little Phoenix a look. Two sparks lit their cigarettes, and he and the monkey took a drag before competing to see whose smoke ring was rounder.
Bai Yujun rotated the Demon Realm's projection and calculated the data, then used Gaze into the Future to observe the course of the coming war, searching for the tactic