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Yan Xi lay on her bed, gasping for air, her body drained of strength. She wanted to call Yan Jiu to come and check on her, but the pain in her abdomen was so severe that even struggling to reach the restroom seemed impossible, let alone making her way to find Yan Jiu on duty.

"Sister, why are you and Sister Yangyang already eating... Grandma, you're here!" Wen Chuting exclaimed, running inside with a smile upon seeing Grandma Xin present.

Tong Yujin smiled at Madam Lu and nodded, feeling a sense of relief; it was truly wonderful to have someone who understood the nuances of human relationships and her own intentions.

After a few exchanges, Wang Guoshun and Ding Yong realized what was happening, as did Chen Jin, Yan Jiu, and Ye Fenglin. The commander was merely acting as a sparring partner.

These people clamored for an explanation, but the two of them had no way to explain themselves; they could only use the village's orders to plug this massive gap.

The "hamster-like" girl’s eyes lit up the moment she saw him, her cheeks flushing slightly. Upon noticing his gaze, she immediately lowered her head, her shyness truly rivaling that of Hinata.

Wang Baifeng frowned as she watched Helian Mingchen's expression. She certainly did not believe that her nephew, who usually looked down on everyone, had taken a fancy to that Star girl.

In short, the Baymax produced by the Myriad Worlds before them was a super-intelligent robot capable of soaring through the skies, diving into the deep seas, laying siege to cities, and crushing its enemies.

Lan Yishu truly wanted to strangle him, yet her hand moved independently of her brain, picking up the water glass and handing it to him.

Li Wanglai really wanted to splash the tea in his hand onto the other person's face. "You idiot, can't you even understand what I'm saying?"

Zhang Yang had to get inside; otherwise, if any one of the crossbow towers were destroyed and he wasn't there to replenish it, the entire array might eventually be dismantled.

Just as Lin Feng had anticipated, while the United States lacked large-scale wireless value-added services, it possessed the world's most excellent and discerning investors.

"Is this a peach blossom forest? It is simply too beautiful!" Qin Tianqi could not help but exclaim, to which Daji, nestled in his arms, nodded in agreement.

In the Mirror Realm, inside an ordinary shop on 5th Avenue, several players with European and American features were gathered.

"Oh my, you dare to threaten me now? It seems your courage has grown quite a bit, hasn't it? Let me teach you a lesson." Qi Kexue made a show of pouncing on her.

***

Eldest Uncle Zhao Junlin returned early and deployed plainclothes officers in the surrounding area. Although he was somewhat skeptical as to why the city attached such importance to his nephew's return, he knew he had to carry out the task assigned by his superior personally.

Times had changed, after all. Much time had passed, and the shifts in the world had made the old grievances less profound; the hatred from that turbulent era was something that perhaps should never have happened in the first place.

Zhang Yang estimated that about forty people had reached his catapult array, which significantly increased his chances.

Regardless of who it is, anyone seeing for the first time that Blizzard Entertainment, the developer of so many classic games, was composed of such a small group of people would be astonished.

Under the lure of such powerful material incentives, not only did many within the capital enthusiastically sign up, but even more surprisingly, many able-bodied men who had already fled the capital ran back.

This was caused by the terrain, and because the flood was rushing down from a high altitude; the sound Li Xuanyuan had heard from several hundred meters away was exactly this.

After greeting an acquaintance, Ning Ji left first, and Lou Jinhuan found a quiet spot to sit down by herself.

"What card games? No, no, the program is about to start; we're watching Bi Ranhuo's show in a moment," Chu Yunxuan said.

After resting for a while, Li Chuan walked out through the back door. A stretch of emerald green unfolded before him; it was the season for planting rice, and many people were bent over, working in the fields. He walked a few steps through the paddies, the warm breeze blowing against him, carrying the scent of earth and rice fields.

He glanced at those eight great swords, then looked at Zhu Qingyun's twin blades, and concluded that Zhu Qingyun would lose.

"Excellent, this is precisely the marvelous technique I devised!" Bai Chi said, looking incredibly smug.

Her hair was disheveled, strands sticking to her face, but her expression remained composed, and the light in her eyes did not waver; she kept her gaze locked firmly on Manager Hu.

Hearing the words "toss him over," they did not hesitate for a second and threw the Heavenly Secret Master Gongsun Shuo toward the Great Ancestor.

However, he was also deeply shocked. Who could it be that would pay such a price just to deal with him, even willing to sacrifice their own life to keep the secret behind them?

The Soul-Extinguishing Gun clattered to the ground. Iron chains flew out from his wide sleeves and coiled around Gou Rixin, but they hung precariously. White Impermanence looked at his own wrist, while his other hand suddenly clamped onto Gou Rixin's throat, his sharp bone claws digging deep into the flesh.

***

As a modern man, not only was his mindset completely out of sync with the people of this era, but he also faced far too many inconveniences in his daily life.

Qin Yan releasing two battle dolls—Princess of the Sewer, Paris—in one go was absolutely the right move.

Li Kou glanced at it twice and looked no more. He patted the glass cup tucked inside his chest and strode into the mountain temple, following Wukong.

When the thick fog ahead rolled in, it was truly awkward to have prepared thoroughly yet find no place to exert one's strength.

"There are still more than half of the livestock here. You all know that the young master plans to open a livestock farm. So, which household will take charge of overseeing them, and who will be responsible for the inventory? Please be diligent and ensure everyone performs their respective duties," Miss Ma instructed.

It was already miserable enough to be left on duty in the East Palace on New Year's Eve, unable to watch the fireworks display; now, to face a life-threatening situation during the holidays—being a eunuch was truly too difficult.

Chen Jun spoke with a polished and light tone, but he was not without distress. On the contrary, the anger brewing in his gut was greater than anyone else's. Had it not been for the sake of the bigger picture, he would have long ago slammed the table, cursed, and lost his temper.

Lan'er's parents had faces ashen with rage, looking quite terrifying. Had they not seen Chen Jun present, they likely would have struck her.

The intersection directly ahead was clearly the path leading into the town. From that point, a low wall appeared on each side, forming an "eight" shape along the main road.

Everyone burst into laughter; those who could reach this place were either vicious, monstrous beasts or the most heinous of criminals.

Upon hearing where Nan Qu'er was, Prince Pingnan released the guards and, with wind at his heels, ran into the duty room.

Qing Qing stumbled backward in shock, shaking her head incessantly. Even though the death of her father filled her with immense grief, he was absolutely not the one; he was definitely not.

"Actually, you don't have to return to school. During these twenty days, I can make a simple arrangement for you to gain a rough understanding of a world different from what you previously perceived."