Volume One, Chapter 57: The Target Has Appeared

“Dr. Cai’s theory cannot possibly be wrong, and His Highness would never deliberately lie. Although there is a contradiction, both of them possess absolute confidence… And the crux of this contradiction is that Zoom cannot possibly control the Earth’s data entity from within the universe,” Feiyu pondered gravely.

Five thousand Constructed Knights trailed behind the spider army through the jungle, mercilessly slaughtering any spider warriors who lagged at the rear. At last, the Nehbru spider army’s warlords were forced to stay behind to cover the retreat. The two sides confronted each other on a mountain ridge less than twenty kilometers south of the Bridge of Solar Fury.

“Why are you so nervous? What if you win an award later? I don’t want to see you walk up on stage in a pair of wrinkled trousers.” As she spoke, Su Dong pointed at Leonardo’s thigh, where another set of hands was tightly gripping his pants. The sight made Su Dong wonder whether he might tear the fabric apart from sheer force.

“To establish the nation, to set the budget…” Zhu Zilang murmured these two phrases softly, and at once it was as if two depth charges had been dropped into the ocean, leaving the fish within stunned and dazed.

Indeed, Zhu Yizun was thinking of saving a bit of money. At the year-end settlement, following his great-grandfather’s promise, he would be able to spend the company’s annual profits as he pleased.

Du Yu answered gloomily and started climbing upward in silence, while the ant queen, equally wordless, followed him up.

“Take care of yourself. According to my information, this Zoom is not something you can control. Don’t end up dying without even knowing how it happened! Let’s go,” said the Primordial Ancestor.

“I think Li Yingying’s performance was flawless in my eyes—there was absolutely nothing to criticize,” Su Dong said.

I need the owner of the brass shop to supply us with three hundred morning glory-shaped lampshades and lamp bases every month. For that brass shop, even with full production around the clock, they might not be able to make three hundred lampshades in a month.

To this, Lin Ying was at a loss for words. She hadn’t expected that after all this talk, Lin Huo’s real intention was for her to nurture such a gifted singing star.

Naturally, for most prodigious scholars, consuming more Qi and Bone Pills would still give them a shot at breaking through.

At that moment, as the mist cleared a little, one could look up and see the great moon like a silver disc hanging in the sky’s vault. Bathed in its silvery glow, a castle standing atop the mountain peak came into Li Qing’s view.

Watching Boss Qian walk away, Feng Wanli stroked his chin, then followed Uncle Jiu to sit at a six-person table.

A faint heat flowed from his nostrils. Looking down, he saw two streaks of bright red blood trickling from his nose.

When Shaoshang wrote, “Twelve recovered today, have returned; thirty-one injured died, moved outside the hut,” she felt keenly that compared to the dissemination of knowledge through papermaking, the more pressing task was to develop medicine.

Garniel was a legendary sacred tree, said to grow on the summit of the world’s highest mountain, bearing the seeds of all trees. Every tree in the world was originally born of Garniel.

In his previous life, Zhang Chi spent all his time in the arena of the World of Yamaguchi Mountain, playing countless 5v5 matches to finally earn the title of Gladiator. As a warrior, he was always used to acting as the bait.

Faced with this breathtakingly beautiful and wealthy woman, and the terrifying boy driver, Su Shu wore a look of utter confusion.

Another bolt of wild lightning crashed down. Amidst the flickering light, the mech split off an identical copy of itself, which took the brunt of the thunder.

Zhao Junjie looked at her calmly, while Mo Sha’s face was somewhat pale as well—it seemed that forcibly breaking through space had drained a great deal of her mental strength.

Lance made up his mind. Bathed in moonlight, he shifted once more into his serpent-beast form and slipped quietly out of the Tiger Clan’s territory.

The old orc nodded and bowed, following closely behind. Hei Da sat on a stone stool while the old beast doctor set the herbs aside, scooped up clear water from a stone bowl, and poured it over Hei Da’s wound, intending to clean it before applying the medicine.

With great effort, Lan Ruoxin turned her head to gaze at Yunteng’s solitary, sorrowful back. Doubt gnawed at her—was he telling the truth? Thinking of Hou Tian and the others, a faint hope kindled within her.

Ling Xiao began to cry as well. “My birth mother left me long ago. Since then, you’ve been my only mother. I’ll be your son for life, care for you in your old age…” At this point, he was already sobbing uncontrollably.

For the next half month, Ling Xiao lived the peaceful life of an ordinary man, passing the days leisurely. Of course, he still made time to visit his wives in the Dream World. Fortunately, time in the Dream World flowed according to his own awareness—otherwise, if he’d stayed away so long, he’d surely be in for a mountain of complaints.

To be worthy of her, I too have made every effort, striving to become the best, most perfect version of myself.

Lan Ruoxin entered the cave and chatted for a while with White Palm and Cocoa. Noticing White Palm was distracted and Cocoa, in beast form, could not communicate with her, she had no choice but to bid them farewell.

She wanted to help him up, but seeing his pained expression, she worried she would only hurt him more, and tears of anxiety streamed down her cheeks.

The same scenario befell all four executioners. No matter how hard they tried or how fierce their attacks, they were rendered powerless before the defensive array.

Batan said nothing further, while Nan Ba Tian just grinned at him, casting sidelong glances at the storm—he wanted to see Chen Jie die within that maelstrom.

Yet this time, their cries were no longer chaotic and shrill, but instead rose in perfect unison, as if they had truly become a single entity.

The elder shaman formed a seal, made several gestures over the cloth pouch, then opened it and tossed out two handfuls of beans.

“Sister Xiao Qiang, Dr. Lu is here at my invitation. I can vouch for him. Your sister should rest. Forcing her to wake up will do her no good,” Li Qingcheng advised sincerely.

Besides, planting some sweet potatoes and watermelons could both benefit the factory and save on some feed as well.

The mood on the return journey was no lighter than when they had left. The road seemed especially long. To make matters worse, it rained along the way. Not until nightfall did Li Tianzheng finally reach the location of the church in the underground world of Yandan.