Volume 1, Chapter 46: The Way of Trade

Under the dim light, mottled water stains on the damp wall reflected a faint glow, while the air was filled with a scent of mildew and the faint, bitter trace of tobacco.

Li Yang's fingers tightened slightly, his palms breaking out in a cold sweat as his thoughts raced furiously.

-- The roster was in Old Ghost's hands.

Yet, this made no sense!

"Old man, it's already 11:00 PM. Theoretically speaking, this is precisely the hour when a healthy, upright teenager should feel drowsy." -- A self-defense plea from Xiang Shaomu, a card-carrying member of the 2:00 AM club.

Along the way, Zhao Tianhe discovered that the young Yuan Tian exhibited a wit and sagacity that far surpassed his own veteran experience in the pugilistic world, possessing vast knowledge of all sorts of things.

"Don't think too much about it, just let nature take its course. Let's go get some dinner first, rest here for the night, and it won't be too late to set off tomorrow," Xuan Yuanze said.

The mounting excitement drove me into a frenzy. Sizing up the gap blasted open in the roof, I flew straight inside. Along the long corridor, numerous guards were escorting the king in retreat. Spotting the newly enthroned young king, I swooped down in an instant, lunged forward, and grabbed him by the collar.

"However, judging by Kiyotaka Nagano's reaction, he has let go of his worries. Once he returns, he should enjoy the warmth of family, living a good life with those two and the family of Hirohiko Nagano." Both Chengnuo and Ling Ming had personally felt the shift in Kiyotaka Nagano's overall demeanor, and they firmly believed in all of this.

Since the Lord God possessed such an exchange option, it logically followed that this creature must have once existed. And since it had existed, a corresponding world must naturally exist as well.

The man in black reached out and pressed the automatic control button, and the car window slowly rolled down. Squinting his eyes and looking far into the distance, he clearly saw a helicopter landed on the rooftop platform of an abandoned ancient castle.

"Speak!" Yi Pan'er suddenly reached out, ripped the mask off his face, and clutching his clothes tightly, she cried out anxiously.

Tong Tian'ai lowered her head. The very instant she averted her gaze from his, a pair of eyes flashed with a chilling light, and a raging fire ignited within her chest.

Maintaining this state, precisely at the 19th minute of my offensive, with a shattering crash at the gates, the northern gate of Anti-Heaven County was officially breached by us.

However, the seats of Lin Song, Jia Rong, Zhao Tian and others happened to face the grandstand directly, making them the prime locations.

Just as Bai Qi was struck with astonishment, Delta appeared once more, though its size was somewhat exaggeratedly larger than before.

Jia Rui stopped midway through his sentence. As it turned out, Lin Song had finished packing his things. He walked right up to him and placed half a silver ingot into his hand.

However, entertainment media cared little for such nuances; when translating, they adhered strictly to the principle of making things as sensational and eye-catching as possible.

"I was already downstairs at the hospital by then. Aunt Gu, what on earth is going on?" Su Miao asked anxiously, desperate to learn Gu Wangchuan's condition immediately.

Yet sweat continued to stream down their faces and bodies. Their inner garments clung damply and viscously to their skin, plunging them into an even deeper state of agitation.

If things continued to develop at this rate, it probably wouldn't be long before every single member of the organization here mutated into a thrall.

Such a massive tiger—his adrenaline had surged while being pursued. Not only was he unafraid, but he even felt an impulse to draw his weapon and engage in a pitched battle.

Yet, when he saw the Supreme Elder go so far as to summon the Dragon of National Fortune, his composure completely shattered.

Li Yu had a hunch that once his popularity value reached a certain threshold, the system would present him with a massive surprise. After all, the system's presence wasn't nearly as prominent as it used to be in the beginning; it certainly wouldn't wish to fade into complete obscurity.

Relying on these three cities, coupled with immense external pressure, humans from all corners of the globe possessing diverse abilities and specialties—and even certain non-human races, ranging from ordinary carbon-based organisms to sorcerers wielding supernatural powers, pilots of colossal spherical war machines, to malevolent deities attempting to reshape the heavens through faith and blood sacrifices.