Volume 1, Chapter 23: Some Sacrifices

After all, the Yan'an garrison already had an artillery battalion sent by Wang Ping, and the frontline combat troops certainly had a greater need for these cannons.

Qin Ze pondered. When he met Bao Feichen earlier, although the man’s aura was dangerous, it was still far inferior to Wei Wuyah’s, and even Feng Lie was a cut above him.

"It’s fine, you still have me, your brother. I’ll teach you how to do it; just follow my instructions when the time comes," Lu Fan said, patting his chest with a proud look.

Li Wei’s words left Che Yu feeling utterly ashamed. Che Yu sighed, lowering his head to punch the bed with all his might, but the soft mattress only bounced his arm back, which looked quite comical.

The next morning, Qin Yu arrived at Fumei Cosmetics. After receiving Ma Tingyu’s notification last night, he learned that, including the Blue Sky Group which had already signed a contract, a total of eighty-seven companies had expressed interest in obtaining the distribution rights for the Youth Dew. She asked Qin Yu to come over today to discuss how to handle the matter.

If it were a newborn infant, they might not feel much upon touching the karmic fire, as they had just arrived in the world, had minimal involvement in worldly affairs, and had never committed any evil, leaving their hearts empty and pure.

Zhang Mu had truly never heard of this type of awakened ability; it might have vanished completely after Hachimu’s death in later generations.

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't find an answer. Feeling incredibly restless, he eventually gave up on thinking altogether and sprawled out on the bed, counting sheep.

Liao Feifei picked up her phone, intending to bet all the money she had saved from her years of work on He Xi.

As it turned out, Qin Ze didn't expect that even Chu Han and the others had watched the program he produced. As soon as he arrived at the Chu family estate, Chu Han joked that he hadn't expected Qin Ze to be not only a martial arts master but also a television producer.

Wang Wumei watched Jiang Yue’s back, her eyes gradually turning resentful, as if she had made some kind of decision.

Although its grade was not as high as those two semi-holy herbs, it was still a rare treasure comparable to the Seven-Leaf Origin Spirit Grass.

It was also a Friday. Johnson, the vice president of PolyGram in the United States, set off for Hong Kong, arriving on Saturday evening.

The leader was shattered, leaving no bones behind, while the heavy-armored axeman and the eye-technique cultivator perished in the thunder. Their storage bags were pulverized, leaving only three magic artifacts intact; there was basically no loot to speak of.

By the next day, she seemed eager to make a move. She first wore the exact same fisherman hat she had worn that day, her expressions during conversation were vivid and expressive, and during the show recording, she found various ways to express her gratitude and interact with Xu Xing.

Upon seeing the three pieces of information provided by the war simulator for the first time, Liu Bei was greatly shocked, then revealed a trace of awe, and finally, it turned into joy.

Chen Dulin felt the smile on her face freeze, but fortunately, Xu Xing had already looked back toward the front.

Landing in the midst of this, the dust of the world fell upon Chen Shouzhuo. He landed, turned, and vanished, concealing himself.

If Ming Huai’s initial reluctance to marry was just a passing thought, then what Pei Mingzhou said proved that it wasn't a temporary whim, but a notion that had been planted long ago.

Everyone covered this song because of Sun Yanzi, but this move by "Apricot Dog" made it seem as if everyone participating in the event was there just to meet him.

"Hmph, you wish. We'll see when the time comes." Yuan Si didn't want to discourage him, so she swallowed the words that reached her lips. In the apocalypse, high-level ability users had tried every method to have children, including in vitro fertilization, but for some reason, the embryos simply wouldn't develop. There was no way around it.

Since he had already said he would be working overtime, returning early might arouse suspicion. Moreover, Lu Shaofan indeed had a lot of work to handle, so he kept working until this late hour without even noticing the time.

It felt as if the giant was pouring out his rage—a fury suppressed for hundreds or thousands of years, erupting in this very moment.

No one expected that on the wedding day of the city’s diamond elite, Mr. Huo, the bride would leave with the president of Star City.

Qi Yuan hurried toward Lu Shaofan, but he was staring at her with tightly furrowed brows.

The blade was like a meteor. A skeleton warrior had its kneecap severed, and just as he was about to turn his hand to cut the skeleton in two, heavy footsteps approached.

Shouts rang out one after another. Li Mu opened his eyes, stood up, and walked toward the steps. After a day of rest, he felt he was in unprecedentedly good condition.

Qi Cai’s salary was 10,000 yuan, which made their hearts race. They now knew that Qi Cai was no ordinary person, and they wanted to stay.

"What are you doing?" Ye Xuan’s face darkened. His right palm darted out like lightning, a layer of purple-gold scales appearing on his palm. With a sharp sound, he firmly grasped the thrusting longsword in his hand.

The next moment, the cannibal army, which had been running until they were nearly exhausted, instantly regained their spirits and charged forward in a swarm like mad dogs off their leashes.

A newcomer had almost forced Iron Wall to use that technique just now. With such a ruthless character, it was truly exciting to see what kind of growth he would have in the future.

Asano Akane’s expression changed slightly, but when she looked at Leng Feiyan and saw that he hadn't made a move, she stopped herself as well.

However, they were only in the economic sphere; in other respective fields, they were highly regarded and likely surrounded by crowds, receiving great respect and love.

Qin Yan was extremely curious about this mysterious reward, so he plunged his consciousness directly into the system in his mind.

When the company had two conflicting voices—the chairman of the board and the president—there was no need to hesitate or overthink it; one would definitely listen to the chairman.

"Okay! Mom will post this to Moments first!" Mother Qin held her phone, happily posting photos of Qin Yan and photos of the two of them together on her social media.

Before long, he shook his head again. It wasn't the person he was waiting for, as judging by the aura and the number of people, it wasn't anyone from the Yin Luo Palace.

"...Fine." Feng Jingui was stunned for half a minute before he set down his wine glass, took the teacup handed to him by Yang Mingyuan, and after a clink, they drank it in one gulp.