Volume 1, Chapter 47: Starting with a Hot Pot

Little Black was galloping across the wilderness.

Chu Ge narrowed his eyes, leaning back lazily against the human-flesh chair, humming a little tune while enjoying the roadside scenery.

The wilderness was devoid of human presence, save for the occasional pair of fierce beasts roaming about. Coupled with the blood-red setting sun on the horizon, it possessed a rather unique charm.

A line of text suddenly appeared on the diary.

Moreover, the modification of the Ironclad Soup involved extremely complex knowledge, which could not be altered through mere talent alone. How was one supposed to explain that?

The deputy commander longed to cleave him in two with a single blade. In his heart, Qiu Yong was utterly devoid of the qualifications to be a commander-in-chief. Given Qiu Yong's personality, no matter how many troops were given to him, they would likely perish entirely under his command.

Bai Wei let out a shy cry, and then attempted to swat away the roaming paws resting upon her chest.

If the final outcome did not deviate too drastically from the original plan, Duanmu Qing felt that temporary endurance was acceptable.

Suddenly, a strange sound echoed from the depths of the ancient cavern, accompanied by an unbearable, searing heat that melted the rock faces, rendering even the most melt-resistant rare stones unable to withstand it.

Yet for the forest boa, such an environment posed no hindrance whatsoever. Capitalizing on the geographical advantage, it successfully blocked the personnel of the Divine Supervision Department. This made the situation grave; the Earth Fiend Root was continuously creeping closer to the subterranean underground river, with only a few meters remaining.

However, Kang Longji acted as though he had not noticed Zhou An's gaze, remaining completely motionless without even blinking, much like an aged monk in deep meditation.

A flash of light crossed Xu Zheng's eyes as tens of thousands of people across the entire grounds knelt down. If he alone remained standing, he would draw too much attention. Yet, aside from his parents, how could he easily kneel before others? With a slight bend of his knees, he half-squatted. As everyone else kept their heads lowered and held their breath, no one noticed his fake kneeling posture.

They had come to pay homage to the Heavenly Emperor, and this was a matter of utmost solemnity; the rules must not be violated under any circumstances.

Wang Yingbo turned on the computer and downloaded some software. Then, he removed the button camera and connected it to the computer using a dedicated data cable.

Without seeming to exert any effort at all, Takei Ran decapitated every demonic beast in her path, leaving behind only headless corpses.

Under normal circumstances, human reincarnation should follow the chronological order of historical progression, though it is also possible to disrupt the temporal sequence of reincarnation.

After Zhang Donghai left, Sister Wu used her administrative privileges to check Zhang Donghai's balance and the mobile phone number linked to his bank card.

His tone actually carried a hint of self-righteousness, and the thing below even twitched a couple of times, leaving Yan Lingyun blushing fiercely.

The breeze was gentle, the sounds distant, the hearts tranquil, and the skies azure. Everything transformed into something wonderful; the killing intent dissipated in an instant, and the desolation vanished entirely, leaving only two people smiling foolishly at one another—one smiling with heroic pride, the other with peerless beauty.

"Daddy always says the two of us look so much alike. If I didn't inherit it from you, could I have inherited it from Daddy instead?" If she had inherited Daddy's clever genes, she certainly wouldn't be this foolish.

The next day, everyone rose early. Old Madam Ye led Shen Yun and Cao Liangse toward the Li family estate, leaving Ye Luan to manage affairs at the manor.

"Understood!" A Lin family guard outside the door acknowledged the command and immediately departed to arrange search parties for Lin Qingxuan.

"I am wondering what might be able to chill my heart and make my blood boil." Indeed, Tang Feng's heart was not yet cold enough, and his blood not yet hot enough.

When the time finally came for direct contact, Master Niu truly experienced the extraordinary nature of these spring waters, instantly upgrading his previous suspicion that it might be the Fountain of Youth into a certainty.

Furthermore, the mushrooms stewed alongside the chicken had exceptionally thick and tender caps—a variety he had never tasted before. There was no doubt about it; this was a mutated species, extremely difficult to find even in regions frequented by mutated beasts.