30 The One Behind the Scenes (Part I)

"Is someone bored and looking for trouble again?" Li Shen walked over, picked up the memorial, flipped through it casually, and tossed it onto the table with an indifferent remark.

Upon hearing Xue Ning's words, the high-ranking members of the Xue Family Sector looked at one another in bewilderment, wondering why he had suddenly dismissed everyone. However, as the supreme leader of the base had spoken, they obediently vacated the room.

Li Shen scratched his head, feeling a bit exasperated. He really couldn't be left in peace; there was always someone eager to stir up trouble for him.

"Pang Lang's cultivation is far too crude." Pang Lang listened to the metaphysical jargon from the Ice Witch, yet he could not grasp its true meaning.

"Fu Wei, have you come up with a good plan yet?" Just as he was pondering, Nathan's virtual projection appeared beside him.

Such events had unfolded countless times in the Divine Realm. Su Ge had been holding his breath, waiting for the moment to emerge and settle the score with that foul serpent.

Although the project looked massive, it actually required little technical complexity. By deploying a sufficient number of construction robots and ensuring a steady supply of materials, it could easily be completed within two or three days of round-the-clock labor.

First of all, his nearsightedness was gone—a life experience like no other. For someone with five diopters of myopia, suddenly regaining perfect vision was nothing short of exhilarating.

Furthermore, while the living conditions in Entz's detention area were not poor, there was zero entertainment. Without even the most basic radios, newspapers, or magazines, it was impossible not to be bored.

With this in mind, Mu Bai continued to ignore Lan Lan, calmly walking from the expensive Koenigsegg back to the lounge in the showroom. No sooner had he sat down than a salesperson approached with a gentle smile, serving him several cups of premium hot tea.

By the time the suppression of Fang La was nearing its end, Gao Cheng had already amassed fifty or sixty thousand elite troops. The caliber of these forces rivaled the better part of the Western Army's combat strength.

At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes to find that the raw stones in his hands were not yet exhausted, and the once dim, mysterious space had undergone a significant transformation.

Returning to the villa, Murong Che intended to pack his luggage and head to Linhai, but as he stepped inside, he caught sight of a beautiful figure sitting on the sofa, chatting happily with Min Ru.

One might dismiss the fields, but even though the planting season had long since passed, loosening the soil was at least a reasonable excuse.

Zhou Hao retracted his Rock Shield. If even the third wave of mutated lightning could not strengthen his body, it only meant that the tribulation lightning used to shatter the core and form the infant could not be applied to the physical cultivation of the body.

Logically, the live broadcast should have revealed the culprit. Elder Lu had brushed past Song Hao several times; he should have recognized him long ago.

"I'm going down to eat now; you figure out what to do yourself!" It was no wonder that old bastard Frank insisted on having her, even knowing she was his own son's girlfriend; her technique and allure were truly exceptional.

Knowing the other party's identity, he subconsciously lowered his estimation of the so-called Four Heroes of Xuzhou. Cao Bao’s strength was decent for now, but in the future, when the world descended into total chaos and heroes emerged in droves, this level of power would count for nothing. Any few fierce generals could easily take him down.

Having spent 133 credits at a 60% discount, Mu Su began the download. After installation, the Valve game started to automatically pull the necessary plugins. Taking advantage of the wait, Mu Su removed his headset and peeked cautiously toward the door.

Inside the Seven-Star Life-Severing Lamp, where once only seven stars shone in the night sky, there were now countless twinkling lights. Among this sea of starlight, the seven spheres of the lamp glowed with particular brilliance.

PS: The enchanting singing voice makes one feel as if they are there, like a call from God. I wonder if you like it? In any case, I desperately wish to have such a voice—I could make you sorrowful at will, or drive you into a frenzy if I so chose.

"Are you hiding in there, planning never to come out?" Xie Zisheng addressed the Beggar's Bowl, wondering if the occupant could hear him.

Thus, until now, they had no way of confirming who had fallen and who remained alive.

"A pity for what?" A voice as clear as silver bells and strikingly calm sounded behind Arthur.

Even though he possessed the Soul-Devouring Bead and did not fear his physical body decaying and affecting his soul, he was, after all, inside the Xianyang Sword Sheath. If he were to project his soul out and find that Wan Yun had already perished, the sheath would certainly be kept by the Wan Jian Peak disciples, and his soul would surely face certain death.

Watching netizens discuss the wireless charging feature, Su Xuan curiously picked up the 3D holographic projector, examining it from all 360 degrees.

Despite this, locking the door when leaving was a habit he had carried over from his previous life, so Reislin still locked it.

Moreover, people’s protection of the environment was a hundred times stronger than before. Lush greenery was visible everywhere, and primeval forests covered the majority of the land. People lived lives of frugality and diligence.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The black man who opened the door noticed Li Chenglong’s black hair and eyes, his tone hostile and filled with deep suspicion.

At that moment, Old Mu was stunned by Wang Tian’s words. He could find no reason to refuse, for these were the very things he had once said to Wang Tian himself.

Shaking his head, Ling Qian was about to speak again when he heard Tian Yan's extremely solemn voice resonate in his mind.

After the meal, the three returned to their respective rooms. Mo Xiang took almost no luggage and followed Li Sihan. She did not say where they were going, nor was there any need, for she knew that as long as Ye Sanlang wished, the entire city of Yangzhou would be under his gaze; finding her would be no difficult task.

Ye Sanlang nodded. He knew this, of course, but he had truly not expected Shuang Yan to achieve such heights. He was indeed worthy of his name.