Volume One, Chapter 45: The Thunder-Struck Gu Bug

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Wang Yang hesitated to speak, and with that one sentence, Wang Chuchu felt her heart nearly shatter.
Her unique voice had caught the young man’s attention; he halted his steps and looked at him.
Unintentionally, the gentle rays of the red moon streamed into Shi Yijian’s eyes, seemingly resonating within.
The leader, a peak-level martial artist of the sixth rank, had a complex expression. He had previously thought Lin Luo’s domain was merely a bluff, not a true domain.
Before the banquet ended, Shen Changnian invited Song Yiran to visit his home. Song Yiran politely nodded, then she and Shen Yu set off for home.
The Lu Corporation, which had ranked among the top in Tianning Province for decades, fell out of the top ten within days and continued to decline.
In a corner, a sharp gaze found Song Yiran’s direction. Watching her seriousness, He Chuyang couldn’t help but smirk playfully.
This was not from any ill intent but rather an instinctive behavior of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.
Zheng Lei was drunk. After his repeated insistence, the two of them chose to walk home, claiming it was to get some fresh air and sober up.
Later, the Moonlight Pearl became known to the six other sects. After intense disputes with the Illusory Moon Sect, they agreed to share the Moonlight Pearl.
In the battle at Mangazeia, the Ming army fought hard for over a month, suffering more than six thousand casualties.
“Lin Rong, this matter concerns the safety of the Lin family and all of the Eighth Battalion. You must deliver the message about the Spaniards planning to massacre the Chinese in the Eighth Battalion to the royal forces,” Elder Lin instructed firmly.
In the next moment, the Heavenly Ape leapt high, body horizontal in midair, right palm fingers clenched tightly, gathering a fierce power, ready to strike.
No report, no alarm—these two men were obviously no good.
At Han Shuo’s command, several mechas appeared on the deck, casting out massive metal hooks to haul up the beasts’ corpses.

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The young lady was in the prime of her adolescence, slender but not fragile, each step steady and resolute.
Not only the Shengjing Academy and Xiyi Academy had begun organizing expeditions to Jiangnan, but even within the imperial palace, the princess and the second prince were contemplating whether to visit Jiangnan.
Behind the mirror, the floor was covered with dried filth resembling human waste. In the corner, a mummified corpse curled up with a grimace, head tilted back.
Such a colossal monster, comparable to a mountain, kneeling like this was both shocking and bewildering—what could have happened?
Wu Xiaozu beckoned Qiu Litao, Uncle Li, and Liu Weiqiang over; they huddled together, pointing at the scavenger machine.
Luo Lingfeng exclaimed in surprise. In his impression, Luo Tianxiong was just a feeble old man, weak and frail, yet he had managed to drive away monkeys?
Asayu Yusuki sat beside Miyano Akemi with hopeful anticipation, eager for new recruits to arrive today.
At the same time, Maolisha became Ming Zhengxin’s reclamation base, with an endless stream of supplies and personnel transported from Jilong Port by sea, gradually expanding outward.
However, Ken Nishimoto’s original intention was indeed to continue living aimlessly on the island.
“Before you destroy this place, I’ll kill you two first, Big Fool Duo and Fat Lady Ling,” Li Hao said with a sly smile, eyes narrowed.
Director Tsukawa had always intended to tightly secure his stronghold to prevent outsiders from discovering his secrets.
If there were no complex demands, writing poetry was much easier for him; with a little attention, he could easily get by.
Thus, Yue Tai took less than ten seconds to land a punch on his opponent’s jaw, knocking him unconscious.
Roar!!! The monster knocked to the ground emitted a series of roars. Its chest had a large hole, yet no blood was visible.
Even during Zheng He’s voyages to the Western Seas, the pinnacle of Chinese navigation, routes followed the coastline with charts relying on landmarks and island chains for guidance.

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The emperor did not keep Jiang Mi; he merely glanced at her before allowing her to leave the palace with the ministers.
Qian’er invited her back to eat three or five times, but she remained unmoved—she was determined to chop down the tree. Today, she was set against this tree and would not stop until it fell.
But upon close sensing, Ling Fei seemed able to perceive myriad changes within the chaos.
He gently extended his arm, and in the next instant, with a clang, the enormous Ruyi Jingu Bang was blocked by his single hand.
A large number of mercenaries continued to emerge, splitting into several groups and heading to their respective guarded positions.
The scholar-soldier squinted at the uneven horizon; beyond it lay the neighboring country’s territory.
Even now, there were hundreds or thousands of rifles concentrated in firepower, yet they could not defeat these superhuman beings.
This sudden change left Fan Zheng and the other exchanging glances, unsure what to do. Suddenly, the sound of jade pendants clinking rang out.
In the woods, a long procession clad in black armor, faces solemn, was pushing forward through the thickets with great effort.
Led by Chen Jiaying, Huang Yongle, Ye Zi, and Fang Mengmeng arrived at the bedding section of the furniture store, where a variety of large beds appeared before them.
“I’ll find a bamboo pole to poke inside and see how many eggs there are, and how big!” Hao Jian became even more unwilling to give up and volunteered.
Taoxiu Village was built along the Tongwei River, which rises perilously during the summer floods every year.
Hey! How dare you insult the king! The guards immediately assaulted him, beating him half to death before dragging him out and throwing him behind the palace’s rear gate.