I Said I Didn't Want to Do Mechanics Today

"Wait... doesn't your meteor skill have any limits?"

Seeing the Ardennes Highland turned into a massive crater in the distance, Summon Jade Emperor could not hold back anymore. "You can't just throw those around whenever you want, can you?"

"Just how weak do you think I am?"

Fang Mo did not even raise his head as he studied a map in his hands. Mobeni had just drawn it, and it marked the locations of various Kallu-t Organization forces. "If even something as trivial as summoning meteors had restrictions... what would be the difference between me and a salted fish?"

"Something as trivial as meteors?"

Summon Jade Emperor felt her eye twitch. "I don't think Kallu-t would see it that way..."

"That only means you've never seen a truly grand spectacle."

Fang Mo spoke casually. "Back then, I accidentally poked a hole in the moon. To patch it up, I specifically bombarded the moon with a meteor shower. Oh, right, I think the meteors were made of shit. Can you imagine how spectacular hundreds of kilometers of shit would be?"

"..."

Summon Jade Emperor took a deep breath.

"Only the most badass Zero can perform such a magnificent miracle." Fang Mo suddenly raised both hands. "Therefore, I shall call this move Zero Style, Shit River!"

"Enough, stop talking."

Summon Jade Emperor covered her stomach. "I'm already starting to feel sick."

"Tsk, tsk. Your Underground Sewer bloodline isn't pure enough." Fang Mo immediately laughed. "You can't handle this? I haven't even recommended Indian Honey Bee or Death Porridge to you yet."

"Stop fooling around."

Summon Jade Emperor rubbed her temples and changed the subject. "What are we doing next? Continuing to wipe out Kallu-t's remaining forces?"

"Oh, I think we've already destroyed most of them."

Fang Mo fiddled with the map. "Next,