Volume 1, Chapter 37: A Female General?

The room was noticeably quieter compared to outside; the thick soundproof walls had clearly done their job well. But if someone possessed immense power—enough to break through the boundaries of their own world and surrounding environment—would it then become possible to reach these people and even control them?

When Feng Wushang finished arranging his movements and returned to inform Liu Qi, the latter’s eyes grew clearer and more penetrating.

“Hello, I am Liu Daofei, but you may also call me Liu. Welcome to this gathering!” Naturally, Liu Daofei would not refuse a handshake with this future titan of the internet.

Feng Tun’s prominent role was based on the need to establish a settlement later on. Rather than directly dispatching Red Alert soldiers to govern, relying on survivors themselves to manage was a sound approach. The base was not lacking in powerful soldiers, but it did lack someone like Feng Tun, who was well-versed in the art of surviving the apocalypse.

When the group before them had vanished from sight, Li Qing frowned, letting out a low sigh: “Old fox.”

“Early in the morning, who’s dropping by again?” Cheng Weiliang, dressed in a white tracksuit, had just completed his usual run around Mount Flying Goose. Returning to his wooden cabin, he heard lively voices inside—it seemed some villagers had come to congratulate him once more.

“Put away your dirty thoughts—I’m merely observing the acting,” Liu Daofei rolled his eyes at her in exasperation, unwilling to continue the conversation.

Not a single leaf remained atop the trees, nor could one find a single blade of grass in the vast mountainous region; it was a land utterly devoid of vitality, even more barren and desolate than the corpse-laden earth.

Before Qi Hong could finish speaking, he was met with four fists, and the five of them scrambled about on the ground in a chaotic scuffle. Ling Xue, unaware of the situation, flushed deeply and dared not say another word.

Yan Jun, uneasy, slept fitfully that night and woke early the next day. Without waiting for Zhen Rong’s assistance, she dressed herself neatly and walked to the center of the Moon Rabbit Courtyard.

A Niu only stopped when they reached a secluded spot, inadvertently glancing once more at her alluring lips.

“...” Only then did the captain of the Firebird team finally concede defeat—after all, no one knows a game better than its developer.

Within this several-hundred-mile radius, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was drained, and the laws of the cosmos had grown thin. Qin Yan’s move was like removing the fuel from a fire, directly cutting off the source empowering this half-ancestor-level ghost.

This only fueled his anger further; he refused to speak until his body’s healing powers restored his injured rear, after which he finally sat up.

A Lian pursed her lips, somewhat unwillingly saying, “You’re lucky. Disturbing the mind means disrupting original thoughts and emotions! How to induce chaos? We can transmit opposing negative emotions...” She spoke gently, while A Niu listened attentively.

Even if he had chosen not to commit suicide, the extraterrestrial demonic forces would never spare the innocent people of White Emperor City.

Yang Ruofeng felt that Confucius had truly lost all shame. They had both contributed, though perhaps without great merit, yet Confucius simply ignored the message he had previously sent to Yang Ruyi, pretending not to hear.

“Senior Master, I’ll follow your advice,” A Niu said helplessly. Ah, Master Li was sometimes so fussy, even more so than a mother-in-law. Fortunately, he didn’t meddle in A Niu’s love affairs; otherwise, he’d be in deep trouble.

King Beep snorted coldly: “The Yang family of Guanjiangkou does not yet have that qualification. It’s your family behind you—a family revered throughout the cultivation world.” His words revealed deep reverence for the Yang clan.

Hearing this, Xiao Xin felt his entire heart melt. He neither blamed nor questioned himself, nor did he pressure himself; simply a plain statement: Come back. I have always been waiting for you.

Her legs trembled; though she kept reassuring herself not to fear or be timid, terror had already seeped into every bone in her body. Even the flapping of migratory birds in the forest would cause her to scream.

The emperor’s thoughts changed daily. Though he was the one who understood the emperor best in the palace, sometimes he still couldn’t grasp what the emperor truly had in mind.

Zhongli Han nodded. “This matter is settled. You should go back and rest well.” Zhongli Jin bowed respectfully and withdrew. Upon returning to the courtyard, Lin Xiang stood beside him, displeased.

Rain began to fall outside, cool and chilly. Gu Qing wore Rode’s jacket over an evening gown, paired with canvas shoes.

Yet Sophia’s spirit was indeed resilient. Neither physical nor mental exhaustion had broken her.

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That’s right. When the second brother pressed her earlier, she merely spoke casually, but she didn’t expect he would take it seriously.

Old Zhang’s lectures were wildly imaginative and packed with knowledge, repeatedly emphasizing the importance of practice.

He wore a black suit of battle attire, his short black hair neat. His eyes were clear, and his smile was radiant like the sky after a storm.

This ancient pure immortal emperor had a significant connection with Li Qiye. After becoming an immortal emperor, Li Qiye sought him out.

“Let me take a look,” Bai Jing came over at that moment, carrying a first-aid kit, and began dressing the man’s wounds.

An elderly gatekeeper stood at the entrance to the hatchery, stopping the two visitors. To protect the fish fry, the hatchery conducted rigorous checks on all who entered and left.

Although the Blood Demon’s current strength could not compare to the likes of Nalan Fengyang the Supreme Emperor or the Underworld Lord, it was still formidable compared to generals under those factions.

Thus, Governor Wei personally visited the Guo residence, sending a carriage to escort Guo Da to the Forbidden City. Even if not to conceal anything, Guo Da would come anyway, for the final stage was approaching—the palace examination.

Suddenly realizing something, Li Xiulu slapped his forehead in frustration. The other variety shows he was supposed to attend before his return had yet to be confirmed. The three major TV stations’ music programs were settled, but the other variety shows hadn’t been contacted yet. He had to notify the production teams in advance to schedule everything properly.