Satellite Capture, Dimensional Strike The Commander's Sister

“What kind of person is this? Why are they so black? And they’re covered in so much hair—is it one of those Hairy Tribespeople?”

Du Wanyi rubbed her smooth chin, looking rather puzzled.

Everyone: “…”

“Great-auntie, is there a chance… that this is a yak?” Old Li said, sounding somewhat speechless.

He had almost been scared to death just now. He’d thought that whatever Madam said would come true, and that they had actually run someone over and killed them here. Honestly, if they really had killed someone, it wouldn’t have mattered much in this remote, deserted part of the northwest. They could just find somewhere to bury the body and clean everything up.

Everyone on the bus was one of their own and wouldn’t say anything. The only uncertain factor was Du Wanyi.

He couldn’t beat her, and she had now caught him red-handed. His life was ruined. She might even blackmail him…

At that moment, Old Li had already imagined spending the rest of his life in prison. But when he got off the bus and saw clearly what they had hit, he let out a sigh of relief, and his dangling heart finally settled back into place.

Thank goodness. It wasn’t a person. It was a cow!

The cow wasn’t a problem, but… the woman standing beside it seemed rather unlike a human being. She looked more like a human skin suit.

He really couldn’t understand how Du Wanyi could mistake a yak for a “person.” Was she even human? Was she actually wearing human skin?

He wanted to complain, but he didn’t dare. They had all been brutally beaten by Madam before and knew exactly what kind of personality she had. If they said one wrong thing, she would beat them into little bear biscuits…

“What nonsense! Do you think I need you to tell me that?” Du Wanyi snapped, her face fierce.

The entire group instantly became ginseng fruits again. A bunch of men in their fifties and sixties covered themselves up like little girls, huddling together and trembling.

Slowly and leisurely, Da Huang swayed down from the bus. When he saw the yak lying on the ground in front of them, his eyes lit up. He went over, sniffed it, and bit the yak’s tail twice.

When he discovered that he couldn’t chew through it, he spat the tail out and barked at Du Wanyi.

“Woof!”

“You want to eat this? Fine, I suppose. I haven’t had beef in a while. Hey, which one of you knows how to cook?” Du Wanyi called out to the group of ginseng fruits huddled by the roadside.

Everyone shook their heads frantically, indicating that none of them knew how.

“None of you? Then what use are you?”

Hearing this, Du Wanyi’s willow brows shot up. In a flash, her expression changed completely. Furious, she punched the yak in the head just as it was trying to get back up, though it had not yet fully died.

“Bang!”

“Crack!”

“Thud…”

A dull impact rang out. The yak’s skull split open, and it collapsed to the ground, finally falling still.

The group of ginseng fruits: “???”

As if they had seen their own fate, the people who had been shaking their heads a moment ago hurriedly began nodding. They claimed that they could cook. And even if they couldn’t, it didn’t matter—they would start learning right now!

“So you were lying when you said you couldn’t? You actually dared to fool me!”

Du Wanyi ground her teeth.

The group of ginseng fruits: “???”

Damn, she was incredible!!!

A little over ten minutes later, the bus set off again, driving across the desolate Gobi. Unlike before, there was now one more passenger on board…

On the roof, a huge wild black yak had been tied down.

Yes, Du Wanyi had thrown it up there by herself and secured it afterward, once again displaying her divine strength. This completely crushed any thoughts the others had of escaping or calling the police.

There was a very high chance that escaping would fail. And even if they succeeded by some small miracle, anyone who failed would definitely be finished. After all, Du Wanyi had also implemented a system of collective punishment: if one person ran, everyone else would suffer.

She was simply scum among scum.

These days, no one even dared to close their eyes when sleeping at night. They were terrified that they might wake up and discover someone was missing. If that happened, the sky itself would probably come crashing down.

There was no way to escape. That left only one option: call the police.

But… they might get beaten to death after calling the police. Thinking of that, everyone obediently settled down.

For the moment, Du Wanyi was actually treating them fairly well. She gave them food. At most, she exploited them a little…

All they could do was change their perspective and adjust their mindset. They would just treat this trip as a vacation, a chance to relax and take a break… Because apart from thinking this way, they really had no other choice.

They couldn’t beat her, couldn’t run away, and didn’t dare call the police. What else were they supposed to do?

The group put on identical masks of agony. Surely encountering Madam was simply karmic punishment for all the evil they had done over the past few decades.

“Smack, smack, smack…”

In the end, every one of the ginseng fruits received a red handprint on the head before they continued driving. The bus traveled across the barren Gobi until dawn.

They had arrived!

“Great-auntie, this is the place. The person from before got off here,” Old Li said with an ingratiating smile, pointing at the desolate bus stop in front of them. It was impossible to tell how long it had been since anyone had come here.

It was impossible to tell how long it had been since anyone had traveled along this road either. Ye Cheng could be said to have been the first person to come here in several years. He had gone all the way to the end of the road, and any farther ahead was a military zone.

Outside vehicles were strictly forbidden from entering.

He might have been running an illegal taxi, but he still followed the rules. Once he accepted someone’s money, he would make sure to deliver them to their destination. So even after half the journey, when Ye Cheng was the only passenger left on the bus, Old Li had still driven him all the way there.

Who could have known that after Ye Cheng left, he would still leave Old Li with this mess—a divine being of some sort.

Once they arrived, ate their fill, and recovered his energy, Da Huang began working. He jumped down from the roof of the bus, sniffed around, and started searching for someone…

This time, it took much longer to identify the trail. Several minutes passed before Da Huang finally indicated a direction.

“Woof.”

“The wind and sand are too strong, so the scent has faded quite a bit?” Du Wanyi asked.

Da Huang nodded. “Woof.”

“You can still find it, but it’ll just take some time? All right, Da Huang, take your time searching. I’ll go over there and make a phone call…”

Du Wanyi nodded, pulled out her phone, and called Brother Doudou…

The people nearby: “…”

Brother, do you realize how bizarre this scene is?

Are you saying that a dog can understand human speech, and that humans can understand what the dog is saying?

But the problem was… listening to them, there didn’t seem to be any difference at all. They had both only barked once. How had Du Wanyi managed to hear so many words in that one bark?

Was she even human anymore? Could she really be wearing human skin?

Even the people who had witnessed plenty of strange incidents and major scenes were drenched in cold sweat. At the same time, they silently decided that from now on, they would never again pick up passengers wearing masks when driving illegal taxis—especially anyone wearing a Boonie Bears mask!

The moment they saw one, they would kick them straight out!

Damn you, Boonie Bears! You’ve ruined us!

Nearby, Madam stood with her phone and made a call.

“Beep… beep… beep…”

It took quite a while before Brother Doudou finally answered.

“Damn it, Doudou! Are you tired of living? How dare you take so long to answer my call?”

The moment the call connected, a torrent of abuse came flying through.

Strangely, Shen Ming wasn’t angry in the slightest at the sound of Du Wanyi’s voice. Instead, he felt a strange sense of relief.

Mm… that’s more like it. Doudou, my password!

No, wait… Doudou was one thing, but how had she become “the password’s Doudou”?

Shen Ming fell silent.

The corner of Shen Ming’s mouth twitched, but he still patiently asked, “Wanyi, where did you go? I couldn’t reach you earlier.”

“I’m in the Northwest,” Du Wanyi replied with a yawn.

“The Northwest?” Shen Ming’s eyes widened.

It hadn’t been that long since they’d last seen each other, and she had already run all the way to the Northwest?

“Yeah, the Northwest. What’s wrong?” Du Wanyi asked, unconcerned.

Shen Ming was speechless.

“Wanyi, what are you doing all the way out in the Northwest… Wait, Wanyi, did you find out where Xiao Cheng went?” Shen Ming sounded somewhat helpless. He had just been about to lecture his wife when he suddenly realized something and hurriedly began asking questions.

Noticing that his voice had gotten too loud, Shen Ming quickly lowered it. Even so, the echoes from inside the restroom could still be heard clearly.

That’s right… Shen Ming was currently in a restroom.

The welfare home’s restroom.

The instant he received the call, Shen Ming’s expression changed. He had then made up an excuse and rushed to the restroom. That was why Madam had been calling for so long without anyone answering…

“Obviously! Do you even know who I am?” Du Wanyi’s smug voice came through the phone.

Although she was speaking through a phone, Shen Ming could still picture his wife standing there with her hands on her hips, looking down at everyone through her nostrils…

Shen Ming was speechless.

Still, as much as he hated to admit it… his wife really was formidable.

“Wanyi, are you serious?” Shen Ming asked again, still uncertain.

“Obviously! Password’s Doudou, I think you’re lovesick. How dare you question the head of the family?” Du Wanyi snorted coldly.

Shen Ming was speechless.

“How did Xiao Cheng end up in the Northwest?”

“How should I know? I’m not a god… Enough nonsense. Hurry up and get someone to use the satellites to scan this area. I’ll send you the coordinates. Scan every location I send you…”

Before long, Madam’s side sent over the positioning coordinates. And she had gone even further—she was using satellites to scan the area directly!

Unfortunately… Ye Cheng had thought of that possibility too. That was why he hadn’t chosen to rest at some hotel. Forget about the fact that hotels required identification; even the shady ones that didn’t ask for an ID would still eventually be tracked down if they started making inquiries.

So he had simply stayed in the middle of a primeval forest.

He absolutely loved that place. The inhabitants there… Ah, no, the little animals there were all incredibly talented. They were so pleasant to talk to, and tasted amazing too!

“Oh, right. Don’t tell Little Hanhan about this for now. Otherwise, it’ll ruin everything,” Du Wanyi added, apparently remembering something.

Shen Ming nodded. “Mm. Don’t worry, Wanyi. I won’t tell Hanhan.”

The couple shared the same understanding: they would temporarily keep Ye Cheng’s whereabouts from the Young Miss. Otherwise, she would definitely rush to the Northwest. Once the Dongfang family noticed something was wrong, they would follow right behind her…

That would trigger one chain reaction after another.

That wouldn’t do. This was a rare chance to sneak away!

When it came to these strange little matters, Shen Ming had extraordinary faith in his wife. After all… he had heard from his parents-in-law that his wife had apparently once spent quite some time cultivating under some old immortal.

It sounded rather far-fetched, but… that was what they had said. And since the story had come from his parents-in-law, it probably wasn’t false.

Thinking about it, it wasn’t particularly strange for the Du family, with its influence and connections, to find someone like that…

At that level, everything came down to one thing: fate.

As it happened, Madam possessed that kind of fate…

She had learned quite a few incredible abilities. Mm… According to what his parents-in-law had said, she was merely a little stronger, ate a little more, and could jump a little farther. That was all. He shouldn’t feel too much pressure over it.

If Shen Ming hadn’t personally seen his wife crawling all over the house, physically moving cars from time to time, and eating half a cow in a single sitting… he might actually have believed them.

Yes, just “a billion times” stronger. Completely reasonable.

After ending the call, Shen Ming immediately mobilized the people under the Shen family and set them into action. The Du family absolutely could not be allowed to get involved in this matter; otherwise, the news would reach the Young Miss’s ears in the blink of an eye.

The satellite slowly began locking onto the location.

The coordinates were in the vast Northwest…

…

At dawn, at one of the few airports in the Northwest.

A plane arriving from Dahai City landed smoothly on the runway…

Outside the airport, rows of armored vehicles were parked in formation. A fully armed regular military unit had just finished an exercise and was taking a break there. After receiving a message from their commander, the regiment commander had come over to pick someone up.

Apparently, she was their commander’s younger sister?

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