Chapter 29

Kakeru and his group were gathered together, discussing something that likely concerned the transport of the corpses. Since they did not want us to know, we did not pry.

"That's impossible. Gu Jinhuan and Xiao Chi are not working together at all, and the GPS tracker Ge Li mentioned was a complete fabrication," Xia Nuan said, dismissing Ye Sichen's words.

I turned my head and realized it was Qing Yue who had just called my name, pulling me back from my dream.

Jiu Kun looked at him, the languor in his eyes fading significantly. He bowed to him from a distance, a trace of reverence even flickering deep within his gaze.

Just as Qin Yixue was fastening her buttons, she suddenly sensed something and hurriedly turned around.

Qing Yue looked at Zhang Ping on the second floor. Zhang Ping hesitated for a moment before slowly walking down. I studied his features, but to my confusion, I could no longer discern anything from his face.

"Tell me, what exactly is going on? Perhaps I really can help," I pestered Mina.

At that moment, seeing the Centipede’s powerful, explosive punch coming toward him, Chen Feng did not dodge at all.

The three children each spoke in turn, expressing their concern for Xia Nuan. Xia Nuan hugged them with a sense of relief and looked toward Ye Sichen, but he acted as if he didn't see her, continuing to read his newspaper as if she did not exist.

"What!" the muscular man exclaimed in disbelief. To him, catching a punch weighing over two hundred pounds with a finger was impossible unless that finger were made of iron. Human fingers are as fragile as one’s lifeline; no matter how much one trains, they can never become as hard as iron.

But what shocked Chen Yufan the most was that he had only used his divine sense to glance at the Eye of the Heavenly Tribulation. That eerie power had instantly devoured his entire consciousness.

Since it was like this... I should run. There was no point in wasting energy on a battle destined to be lost. The moment he thought of fleeing, Zheng Yi suddenly realized that, without knowing it, he had been pushed back quite far by this blood-colored creature, moving ever further from the edge of the blood-stained plains.

For instance, some vampires do not even know they are vampires until they encounter a real one and realize, "So, I am a vampire?"

***

He knew this face too well; it was Zhao Zhiqing, the director of the Beihe City Power Bureau. The power system maintained a certain independence from the local government, and Zhao Zhiqing was the absolute authority of the Beihe power grid—decisive and incredibly overbearing.

"What did you do?!" Maeda stared in horror at the "Death-Bound" status that had appeared on his body. His maximum HP had been reduced to 80%, and his current HP had also dropped by 20%.

One had to understand that encountering dozens of powerful opponents at once was not a common occurrence. Being attacked by dozens of great demons was both a challenge and an opportunity.

However, seeing the bomb, Chen Xiao felt no fear at all; instead, a sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"About how many people are we planning to recruit?" Yu and Hong Meiyan left the room and walked onto the street, starting to chat as they went.

However, scents are difficult to track, and with the massive movement of the seawater, even Chen Yufan’s senses, enhanced dozens of times over, were struggling to keep up.

For example, there might be 999 types of medicinal herbs discovered in the outside world, while inside Gensokyo, there might only be seven or eight hundred.

"Lord Hokage, was it not the Fourth Raikage of the Cloud Village who did this?" Hyuga Ichiro asked, observing the Third Hokage’s expression.

"How is it going now?" The heir to the Southwest Marquis asked with a look of concern, addressing the Southwest Army soldiers who were buried in their digging.

Seeing Chen Guosheng agree, a sly smile appeared on Bai Wei’s face. After winking at me with a mischievous grin, she told me to go inside and prepare the necessary tools, while she went to the straw shed to rouse the stuttering immortal, who was still fast asleep, to join us.

Wei Qingshao still stayed at Ziqi Garden to spend the night with Ye Jinyi, but he would sneak out on tiptoes just after the hour of the Tiger.

The weather was dry and cold, and the snow from the previous days had yet to melt. As soon as she asked Shen Yuan to step onto the stairs, a deep footprint remained on the ground.

"Teacher Tsunade, our duel should begin!" Hyuga Ichiro said, looking at Tsunade.

***

Large, heavy raindrops hammered against the surrounding window lattices, making a rhythmic tapping sound. A gale swept the rain into the room, causing clothes to flutter and snap in the wind.

"I wanted to chat with you a bit more. We are about to cross the first obstacle of the wasteland militia." Che Yu stared ahead, and sure enough, two black Audi Q5s appeared in their field of vision.

The "Green Lotus Sword Song" Qin Ze performed this time was different from his usual technique. Previously, the green lotuses would bloom around his body, but this time, the courtyard was filled with them—they were everywhere.

Mo Xi had studied taekwondo for three years. While he didn't consider himself a master, he had seen many, yet compared to this young man, every master he had ever encountered was nothing but trash.

However, he already had a hidden beauty at home; bringing another one here in front of Yang Wen—wouldn't that be a bit inappropriate?

Ye Lin shook his head. It didn't matter; in a few months, money would simply become a pile of waste paper.

This time, James Shed questioned them personally, with Kaplan translating at his side. He surveyed the surroundings with a solemn gaze and spoke.

Li Wan’er suddenly understood that this was no longer the playful banter of siblings from their childhood. You would clamor, "I don't want to practice the piano, I don't want to practice the piano..." And he would reply, "Alright, alright, we won't practice today, but you can't be lazy tomorrow."

He looked at his body, which was covered in dense, fine needles. It was because of these needles that his body felt waves of intense pain. Following the needles, he saw they were linked to Wen Huai’s fingers. Each one was channeling spiritual energy into his body.

Zhi Xin’s eyes lit up. Seeing Angel Yan in the distance, shopping for clothes, she hurried over.

"It looks like I have a match tomorrow, and Han Shuangyu should as well." Yang Yushu returned to the spectator stands and, noticing an empty seat next to Han Shuangyu, sat down.