Yang Xue froze, looking at the eager Wood Clone. A thought involuntarily flashed through her mind. Is my lord planning to do something huge? If he really blows up Fushi Mountain, the Sakura Special Zone might truly be finished!
"Forget it. It's not the right time yet. If I really blow this thing up, I might ruin the original body's plans!"
The Wood Clone pondered for a moment, then revealed a regretful expression. He did want to blow up Fushi Mountain, but if word got out, it would become incredibly difficult for the original body to develop believers on Blue Star.
"Uh!"
Yang Xue immediately looked at the Wood Clone with a strange expression. She had not expected her lord to actually have such an idea. It had to be said that her lord was truly a little lawless.
And there was another important point: the Wood Clone had not abandoned this idea. Yang Xue had heard him clearly—he had said it was not the right time yet. In other words, her lord had not given up on the thought at all. If he found the opportunity, then with his current mindset, he definitely would not hold back.
Thinking of this, Yang Xue once again looked strangely at the regretful Wood Clone, her heart trembling. She could not understand just how much her lord hated the Sakura Special Zone to have such an outrageous idea.
Although the Sakura Special Zone was not large, its population was far from small. Including outsiders, there were at least tens of millions of people. While that was not as many as before the great disaster, it was still an extremely terrifying number. At the thought that so many people might die at the Wood Clone's hands, Yang Xue could not help but shudder.
"Alright,