Chapter 37

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A dark shadow lunged from within his field of vision. Mao Dalang’s eyes widened, his body frozen as if he had been scared witless.

The reason lies in the fact that the health of the "Infected" requires some attention. Generally, ordinary people would not directly impact the health of those individuals. Of course, they are rarely called "the Infected"; they are referred to as "patients with post-apocalyptic physical and mental sequelae." Due to common human empathy, people generally do not suspect them.

Li Jiu was still hesitant, but seeing the expectant look in Hua Jingjing’s eyes, he nodded toward Chen Tianlang.

If one truly intended to abandon them in the deep mountains, to ensure there would be no future trouble, it would be necessary to finish each of them off with a blade.

"Sect Master, do you really intend to recruit five thousand people?" Lin Tianjie looked at Chen Tianlang, his expression suggesting he had more to say but was holding back.

Who among those who have witnessed the terrifying power of the Great Liang Army’s explosives would not fear them? Who would not want to master such a fearsome weapon themselves to counter the Great Liang Army, or perhaps even contend for dominance over the world?

Regarding the ocean, after requesting authorization to use the DF-41, Zhao Tian used the system to pinpoint the exact location of an enemy aircraft carrier. To prevent the enemy from making a comeback in the short term, he ordered the use of a missile equipped with a nuclear warhead to strike the carrier.

As he spoke, he skillfully manifested the ground, even recreating the trench that Grime had plowed.

He had originally intended to show how much he cared for and understood Director He, only to find that he had somehow managed to displease her instead.

Look at Liuli again. In an instant, the majority of the Infected on the front lines of the war zone were entangled with them—so entangled that the Infected couldn't make any money.

Listening to their garbled Mandarin and the rapid-fire questions, most of which were related to Shu Qi, he shook his head like a rattle and hurriedly settled the bill to leave.

Once Long Xueru’s shocking statement was made, the eyes of those around her involuntarily fixed upon her face, as if they were desperate to find any trace of the Dragon Clan on her delicate and beautiful features.

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Angela continued, "Auntie, Sister Xue, have you seen Yue’er?" Today was supposed to be the day Angela and Rong Yue went to Jin Yi Xuan to pick up some goods, but after Rong Yue left the house this morning, she hadn't returned. Initially, Angela assumed Rong Yue had gone to the Prince Rui Mansion, so she hadn't been overly worried.

Qin Muchen’s voice was very gentle. Washed by the rain, he appeared exceptionally soft; his forehead was burning hot, and his cheeks were slightly flushed, yet his strength remained astonishing. An Nianchu struggled in vain to pry his hands away.

Li Siqi walked to within five steps of the Song Emperor Zhao Wuji and stopped. She stared at the seated Emperor, saying nothing.

"No, no, it’s Qin, just the single character. Definitely no ‘Old’." But why did it feel so strange? It was still easier to just call him Boss. Qin—no matter how one said it, it just didn't flow.

Jun Qianche had a premonition; he felt that Luo Yunxi was definitely still alive, and that she was waiting for him to rescue her.

"Awake? I just bought breakfast back; you can eat it while it’s hot." He said this as he walked toward her, leaned down to kiss her, and then took her hand to lead her out of the room.

Qin Jie was not in Lanshing City, so Zhang Mo was in charge for the time being. Following Qin Jie’s arrangements, he put up the sign for an internet café.

Yan Xinxin looked at the ruthless Mo Chuxi at that moment, her heart skipping a beat. She ran toward him without further hesitation.

Several mischievous children waved their hands. It was only then that Kazama Kaoru, sitting on the hospital bed, remembered something.

As this move was unleashed, everyone present turned pale, silently admiring his mastery of swordsmanship at such a young age. Huangfu Shisi could not help but cheer. Tian Can remained silent, his face devoid of any worry, as if he were certain his brother could only win and never lose this match.

The artificial intelligence Noah’s Ark, created by Hiroki, seemed to share the same sentiment. Perhaps it should be said that humanity is truly detestable.

Once he finished speaking, Liu Si, who had been full of curiosity, widened his eyes again. He felt that the generation gap and the treatment he received had completely refreshed his worldview.

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Thinking of this, the Demon Lord Qingyan broke into a cold sweat, feeling that the situation had far exceeded his expectations.

He did not quite understand why Yanzi Li was merely obstructing the path, even though he knew that Yanzi Li saw through many things more clearly than he, a young man who had barely reached the age of twenty, ever could.

In the virtual world of the game "War of Gods and Demons," Qin Weilai and the other five, having grown stronger through microtransactions, stepped out of the novice town.

After a moment of silence, the entire audience rose to their feet. They clapped their hands, and the sound of whistles rang out amidst the applause.

"Kill!" Seeing Zhai Ping restrain Zhou Qi, Pang Zhong let out a roar. He leaped high, his right hand transforming into a Guan Gong blade, and slashed down through the air with such momentum that it seemed as if he intended to cleave Zhai Ping in two.

The Wu family had put on quite a performance, dumping the troublesome blame entirely onto the Demon Clan and successfully helping Su Qiong escape her predicament.

Regardless of how much those outside were stirring, Lu Yiping’s "Daluo Celestial Sanskrit Flute" suddenly unleashed its power, not only neutralizing the abnormality in his body but also bringing his state to its peak, even allowing him to execute the ultimate technique: Void Flame.

Yisendry returned to that magical moon, and then the moonlight suddenly became incomparably bright. The radiance and charm of the moon shone across the entire Moonlit Forest, as dazzling as the sun, yet gentle and serene.

As time passed, this project was carried out methodically, for it was a rule established by Chen Ming, the founding emperor of the Great Chen Empire. It is unknown why this natural-born sage believed so strongly that there were intelligent beings in places other than Earth.