Volume One, Chapter 46: Zhao Yuanshan Stands Up Once More

Suddenly, a discordant voice rang out. Immediately after, Zhao Yuanshan appeared at the entrance of the conference room and then strolled leisurely to an empty seat, sitting down as if nothing were amiss. He showed no regard for Chu Ming whatsoever. For a moment, everyone felt certain that Zhao Yuanshan must have lost his mind.

“That’s right. If you hadn’t stolen or picked up anything, you wouldn’t be afraid of us checking,” the dark-skinned man said.

Yun Xiaolan was seething with anger, but could only grit her teeth and bear it for now, planning to complain to the master when she got home.

No one could blame the crowd for underestimating him. The situation on the Hell Star battlefield was so dire and support so hard to come by—it was indeed a headache for everyone.

It was only after getting off the bus that she realized she hadn’t opened her umbrella, and the rain poured down on her, drenching her from head to toe.

Blood splattered. Gou An, wracked with pain, dared not hesitate even a moment. He stepped forward, letting the sword pierce through his abdomen.

Liu Dazhuang had once helped Du Ruo weed the area, but he remembered clearly that the range had definitely not been as large as it was now.

Though she had once harbored a fleeting crush on Song Zechuan, that was ancient history—how many years ago had that been?

His appearance was familiar, just like last time when he was drunk, but this time it was clearly much more serious.

He’d been tied up by bandits for days, gotten lost in the mountains for days, and then fallen ill for days—now his whole body reeked.

His arrival brought the idle chatter among the males to a halt. Xuan Qi looked at the newcomer, who met his gaze in return.

These people would go to the towns to clear out zombies, bring back the supplies they gathered, and then sell them at the agricultural market.

Du Hen’s right leg, which he’d kicked out, had long since lost all feeling. His left leg, which supported his body, felt like a battered iron post, and after enduring a barrage of heavy punches, it gradually sank into the ground, all the way up to his thigh.

In an instant, Qin Fen once again became the ancient demon god—just as on that day when Zeus Mark stood before him, now, even faced with today’s Zeus Mark, one would still feel that Zeus Mark’s body was frail.

To give up their own “Yueguang Rice” was something many in Echigo were unwilling to do; their late-maturing rice was especially fragrant and sweet, and switching to early-maturing varieties could never compare. After reaching a consensus, the people of Echigo insisted on defending the status of “Yueguang Rice,” and after discussion at the evaluation meeting, the proposal was finally adopted.

There is no fixed time for cultivation; if one’s talent is strong enough and they don’t fall, they can always surpass their predecessors.

“Not only do I not have any, but most of my contribution points have been used to compensate for the organization’s mission deficits. So, Director Zhou, are you saying that because I worked day and night to earn contribution points, squeezed into the top 100 of the merit rankings, and received the official Excellent Player certificate, I don’t deserve it?” Yi Hailan said calmly.

“Master, is there anything you need this time?” Janet asked respectfully. Her heart brimmed with relief, for it seemed her golden card from last time had not been given in vain.

Recalling the scene he’d just seen on TV, Jiang Tao felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly replied, “Young Master Deng! I can’t explain it clearly over the phone in just a few words. I’ll come over right away and meet you upstairs in a bit.” With that, he quickly hung up.

Watching the flood dragon wreak havoc, Wei Changfeng could not stand by any longer. He had never intended to just watch from the sidelines, so he drew the Chaoyang Demon-Slaying Sword and charged fearlessly at the powerful beast.

But when Gu Yu emerged from his state of absolute, undisturbed fluctuation and regained his normal senses, he realized he had still underestimated the Kingdom of All Beings.

And thus, three days passed in a flash amid everyone’s anticipation and waiting.

A short while later, Jing Tang arrived outside the accommodation area. The place was no longer as deserted as before—even before he reached the interior, he saw that many students had surrounded the area in several dense layers.