Baili Qingfeng did not notify anyone and headed straight toward the laboratory.
For him, a hundred-plus kilometers was only a journey of a dozen minutes.
Even if he deliberately controlled his speed to protect the ground environment, half an hour was still more than enough—about the same as taking a walk after a meal.
When Baili Qingfeng was forty kilometers from the laboratory, he stopped.
Soon, a figure emerged from the Small Woods not far away.
It was Zhang Qingshan.
After consuming the Legend Blood Essence, his strength had also advanced by leaps and bounds over the course of just a few months. Although he had yet to reach the Supreme level, he had still been strengthened to the equivalent of a Level Nine Overlord. Had this power appeared in the Xia Kingdom five years ago, it would absolutely have ranked among the very top combat forces.
Even now, as Baili Qingfeng had extorted ninety portions of Legend Blood Essence from the Blood God Hall and Death Divine Hall, causing the numbers of Level Nine powerhouses and Supremes to steadily increase, Zhang Qingshan's strength could still rank within the world's top thousand.
"Your Majesty."
Upon seeing Baili Qingfeng, Zhang Qingshan respectfully knelt on one knee.
Baili Qingfeng had corrected his solemn manner several times, but he could never talk him out of it and had no choice but to let him be. "How is the laboratory?"
"The researchers from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion and all the data have been gathered in the laboratory. Although some of it was damaged, it still greatly enriched the laboratory's foundations. At present, the laboratory has developed the New Generation Propulsion Technology, and professional designers are working on the design. At the fastest, the remote missiles will be completed in three months; at the slowest,