690. Battle? (A Bonus Chapter for Book Friend 20170715133940493)

Lightning coiled endlessly around the long sword, clear as autumn water.

Gu Qingshan raised the sword and pretended to stab.

The entire ship suddenly shook.

All the instruments on the ship's control panel returned to normal.

The ship began accelerating again.

There could only be one reason for this turn of events.

—The Captain could no longer bear the vicious attacks and had given up merging with the ship.

He had backed down.

Gu Qingshan left the sword hovering in midair, letting it float on its own.

He turned around and quickly adjusted the controls on the console, helping the ship pick up speed.

Before long, the ship reached its top speed.

At this rate, it would reach the Gray Hand Black Market in just six or seven minutes.

A few breaths later.

At the entrance to the control room.

The Captain's figure gradually appeared.

Blood had seeped through his clothes, and cold sweat covered his head. He looked utterly wretched.

"You damnable bastard, how did you find me?"

The Captain spat out a mouthful of blood and asked resentfully.

Gu Qingshan reached out and lightly flicked the Six Realms God Mountain Sword.

At his command, the sword shot out of the control room and vanished from sight.

Only then did Gu Qingshan say, "I've wandered through countless worlds for years. I could tell at a glance that you were a Metal Puppet Master."

The Captain roared, "Bullshit! I'm the first person to combine metal fusion with soul puppetry. When have you ever seen me?"

Gu Qingshan faltered.

—So he was a founding master!

No wonder the World Professional Affairs Department's encyclopedia of professions kept adding new entries every year.

Apparently, in the Contention Zone, even an old man collecting trash could create an entirely new profession...

Gu Qingshan thought