Chapter 57

At the beginning of this season, the Pacers moved from their former home at Market Square Arena to the newly constructed Conseco Fieldhouse, which would be renamed Bankers Life Fieldhouse in the eleventh year of the previous timeline.

Just like right now, even though sparks seemed to flash between Wu Jingxian and Li Dakang's eyes, they still addressed each other as brothers and acted as affectionate as could be.

Once the general direction was established, the subordinates needed to formulate more detailed plans tailored to it.

Mai Kai drove Ji's father and mother to the station, and only after watching the elderly couple board the bus did he turn back.

Although Shayu Village had undergone earth-shaking changes compared to the past, and the once poor and backward village was now lined with rows of beautiful Western-style houses, with every household owning their own businesses and vehicles.

Fortunately, this was right beneath the feet of the Son of Heaven. No matter what demonic cult boss or whatever monsters and demons appeared, they could not make any waves in the capital.

"Well, what a bizarre custom," Ji Ran muttered helplessly, considering it quite an eye-opener.

It was over, everything was over, and all the hopes of the Bayi tribe were extinguished. The Bayi tribe, along with the God of Desolation, would vanish from this land forever.

This group of people naturally consisted of the village's original inhabitants, who naturally welcomed no part of these newly arrived famine victims. The moment these famine victims arrived, they seized their living space; what used to be a single steamed bun for one person now had to be split among three, making things quite tight. This presented yet another problem: food.

He offered no resistance. In fact, if he were to break out of prison now, he might still have a chance, but there was no longer any need. Without ascending to the supreme throne, going outside would yield no opportunity either, so he might as well stay behind bars.

Hearing this and looking at Chen Yu's expression, everyone remained silent. When Dulan got up, the look she cast at Chen Yu was tinged with tears, and her pupils trembled, seemingly filled with heartbreak.

The three surviving mages chanted powerful spells with staggering destructive power in unison, hurling massive waves of flames imbued with death and evil forces overwhelmingly toward the sacred soul and physical body of the angel.

Upon returning to the county government office, everyone rushed to pay their respects to Qin Yang. Once again, Qin Yang held supreme authority in the county government office, because the acting county magistrate, Ge Jiangdong, had claimed illness and been hospitalized. Several other officials shared a similar fate, such as Hou Yuecen, director of the county committee office, and Lin Houji, head of the county committee publicity department.

"Very well, since that is the case, while I am not an enforcer of the law, I have already called the police. You can just wait to face the judgment of the law," Qin Yang said coldly, glaring at the three Ma brothers.

Seeing that the Giant Spirit God actually ignored him, Senior Brother Yinyue grew furious, and charging toward the Giant Spirit God, his silver crescent blade flashed with a cold light.

Distracted by the external disturbance, Murong Xue snapped back to much of her senses. Seeing Chen Yu naked, her body trembled, but she showed little reaction. Moving slightly, she retrieved the phone from her pants pocket. When she saw the caller ID on the screen, her body suddenly shuddered, and she became fully alert. Glancing at Chen Yu, she ultimately pressed the decline button.

Based on what the robed elder knew, besides the thirty thousand purple crystal coins earned from selling the saint-tier corpse, Xiao Yu probably still possessed quite a substantial amount of wealth. However, when high-ranking officials or scions from those so-called great clans and prestigious families attended an auction, they certainly would not bring meager sums of money either.

It was precisely after realizing this that even though Bruhl and the others knew Wu Jie would definitely make an exorbitant demand, they had no choice but to swallow their blood along with their broken teeth.

"Actually, the gap between ordinary God Emperors and God Monarchs isn't that vast!" Bices said with surprise.

Around the golden stone, symbols that Xiao Yu could not comprehend vaguely emerged, flickering in and out of existence in a very bizarre manner.

For now, she did not feel any particular discomfort; instead, she was more focused on Hu Yifei's plea for help.

As Xiao Fei spoke, he hung up the phone again, glancing through the rearview mirror at Zhang Xiaoyun. The young girl was dancing with excitement, her mouth muttering nonstop.

At Fu Gui's feet lay a toolish figure missing one eye and left with only a head, staring blankly up at him.

I tried to perceive her with my divine sense, but much like the Goddess of Fengcheng, she lacked any divine sense fluctuations entirely.

Despite his youth, Xiao Fei was thoroughly versed in worldly sophistication, and his words were so airtight that no one could pick even the slightest flaw.

Under normal circumstances, even if an ordinary person failed to achieve a dramatic counter-attack to reach the pinnacle of life, they could at least alter their circumstances slightly.

Even so, Xiao Jiajie's score in the college entrance exam back then was still a little over three hundred. Compared to her, Tong Xiaoya could only be described as a master among masters.

Listening to this, Xiao Fei turned back to look at Guo Deqiang, only to find that far from being nervous, Guo Deqiang's eyes were brimming with excitement.

Of course, as a mutated Chinese person, Chen Yi's mindset mirrored that of Chen Yi in the Marvel Universe: this fellow bought thirty plots of land, collected rent monthly, and sought out one lucky person every day to demand money.

Grand Duke Otto of Raven was a staunch loyalist to the Emperor and a legendary-tier powerhouse. Interestingly, however, this Otto faced the same predicament as the Emperor regarding offspring, with his five nephews fighting tooth and nail over the succession rights.

Thus, the two of them joined forces to build a simple raft, dragging several fierce beast carcasses out from the depths.

Furthermore, throughout his words, his fondness for that Bai Xiaoxia was immeasurable, and whenever he spoke of her, his eyes were filled with deep affection.

Though startled, Feng Xiying continued to watch him, a faint, lingering smile still gracing her lips.