Volume 1, Chapter 49: Undeserved

Informants were everywhere, and in any public place, it was impossible—and absolute out of the question—for operatives of the Eighth Route Army or the Military Statistics Bureau to run amok.

After finishing with the sheep, Zhang Yingjie returned to the house. Upon seeing Ye Qing, he wore the same affectionate expression as Ye薇. This only made Ye Qing feel even more awkward, leaving him to quietly watch Ye薇 kindle the fire and prepare the meal.

Why was it that, although Cao Cao had his ships burned at the Battle of Red Cliffs and lost some soldiers to illness, he still held an absolute advantage in troop strength over the enemy, yet chose to voluntarily retreat?

Judging from the energy of the negative entities, Zhao Hao deduced that their power system was similar to their own. Combined with his insights from previous battles against the negative entities, he gained a deeper understanding of them.

"It is time to leave. I have been missing for so long; the superior officers must be terribly worried." Gao Fei pushed open the door of the secret chamber and stepped out.

Faced with the enemy's invasion, the only thing they could do was launch a counterattack, and do so before the enemy could strike.

During the Battle of Kuangqi, Chen Deng had fewer than ten thousand defending troops in the city. When faced with an invading enemy force of one hundred thousand attacking twice, how could he manage to annihilate over ten thousand enemy soldiers on both occasions by seizing openings?

Zhang Shaoning did not quite understand Ge Yueying's meaning, but just as he was about to ask, Ge Yueying had already entered the room and shut the door firmly behind her. Zhang Shaoning had no choice but to swallow the words he was about to speak, sitting in his original spot, staring blankly alongside Ye Qing at the completely blank piece of paper before them. Suddenly, the closed door was pushed open.

Guo Tao's gaze searched for something, and what he sought had already been found by Zhang Shaoning—it was the insulated pair of pliers gripped in his hand.

At present, almost all primordial-level planes had been invaded by negative entities. Nevertheless, the powerhouses of the primordial planes were also fiercely resisting; although they were at a disadvantage, many formidable worlds still put up a stubborn defense.

For the longest time, he had considered himself equal to Xia Yu, even if he was slightly older. Yet now, he realized that in front of Xia Yu, he was merely a younger brother.

To be honest, the process of obtaining a private pilot's license was quite similar to getting a Class C1 driver's license, except that the cost was several dozen times higher.

Just now, Zhang Guixiang had mentioned she wanted a drink of water. To ease the tension in their relationship, Wan Hao had voluntarily come here to fetch some water for her.

"Practice the Spirit-Governing Art first and learn to absorb spiritual energy." Seeing Xiao Xi casually produce such a precious item, Shangguan Cimin was somewhat dazed and stood there frozen, not reaching out to take it. Only after Xiao Xi called out to her twice did she snap back to reality. "Elder Brother Xiao, isn't this too valuable? My family doesn't have the money to buy something like this."

Earlier, it was precisely because he caught a glimpse of an eerie purple hue within that earth-shattering lightning that he had suffered a momentary trance, which nearly cost him his life.

Behind Wen Jingchen was a massive glass floor-to-ceiling window. The afternoon sun at two or three o'clock streamed directly inside, dazzling the eyes. The moment he raised his gaze, Zhou Yan felt as though a beam of light had pierced through his body—not because of its brightness, but because it made his heart tremble with fear.

Things were not as simple as Uncle Wang imagined. The very instant he retreated into the cave, he saw Zhao Jianguo muttering words under his breath, though he could not make out what was being said, and a sudden, extreme sense of unease welled up in his heart.

Just as I was pondering whether there were any other precautions, his stomach suddenly let out a loud rumble. He hurriedly covered his abdomen and smiled sheepishly.

Over the past two days, Li Jing'er had reviewed a great deal of material regarding the empire's submissions this time, leaving her relatively free for the rest of the time.

Seeing this, Wen Jingchen pulled off his sunglasses in one motion, revealing his sharply defined, handsome face. He raised an eyebrow subtly and said, "You really threw it away."

The young prisoner sitting across from Liu Niao shared the same enthusiastic anticipation for the upcoming rice porridge as the others, waiting with bated breath, wishing his arms could stretch out two zhang long so he could hand his wooden bowl directly beneath the ladle of the prison guard in charge of serving the food.

"Nether Thunder, I am a little curious. What kind of worlds are 'out of one comes two, and out of two comes three'?" Lu Xuexin asked with a touch of curiosity.

The moment Zhang Li plunged into the cyan barrier, He Ziyun transformed into his true form without a moment's hesitation. He grabbed Elder Heifeng, his massive wings flashing with a loud roar, and sped toward Wan He Mountain at lightning speed to seek the protection of He Wuya.

Clearly, this was Tian Lin's arrangement, designed as a clever diversion to smoke out the mastermind behind the scenes. Yet he had always fancied himself sharp-eyed and clear-minded, believing nothing in the world could be kept from him; but first that detestable mastermind, and now Tian Lin, had managed to completely pull the wool over his eyes.

The most anxious among them was Wang Jijie. He would frequently visit Zhang Chu's residence to inquire about the progress of the battle. If the imperial army was truly determined to dig underground and besiege Yuncheng for a year or eight months, wouldn't the grain and provisions in the city be exhausted, causing the Security Army to be defeated? And once the Security Army was defeated, his wealth would vanish like smoke in the wind.

Assisted by Yan Feng, he quickly donned his armor and walked out toward the outer city walls. Gazing outward from the ramparts, he saw that the ground across tens of li of open wilderness was covered in a crust of ice, resembling a vast sea of ice. The light shining down from the gloomy sky refracted off the ice surface, appearing exceptionally glaring.

Rumble! Gazing at the forming dark clouds and lightning, Mu Yuehan, standing nearby, understood that the heavenly tribulation had finally arrived.