Volume One, Chapter 22: Another Way to Make Money

The illusory angels and the sacred flames were intently watching a shadowy figure, while Lord Warren and the Royal Knight Commander Scott relentlessly launched attacks against it.

Ling Feng kept leaping continuously, a thunderous roar emanating from his body, as if mountains and rivers were collapsing, a tempestuous tsunami raging.

Each Thunder Dragon raised a pentagonal shield, collectively forming a dodecahedron-shaped magical formation that hovered at the center of the arena.

He kept giving himself reassurance, yet an ominous premonition surged in his heart. Remembering that he had an informant beside Shen Yunbai, he thought about calling her immediately, then hesitated, wanting to call his grandfather to confirm whether this was true.

In the meantime, Gu Chenxue received a call. Gu Chenfeng said he had some matters to attend to and wouldn’t be home for dinner, so he told them to eat first.

“Of course, I’ve always trusted him and liked him very much,” Chu Yi’s face was filled with admiration and joy as she spoke of Li Haonan.

Jun Liyuan nodded at her. “Congratulations on your promotion. This is a gift.” With a flick of his hand, he produced a box and handed it to her.

“It’s no trouble at all. Besides, I’m willing to be inconvenienced for you and Chen Yi. Also, I want to tell you, I plan to return to work at the company tomorrow. You don’t mind, do you?” Gu Chenxue said as she carefully placed the wrapped dumplings into the container.

“Qinghe, when you get to your department next year, could you let me not work? Can I join your team?” Yunbai hugged Qinghe tightly, pressing her head into Qinghe’s chest.

Each faction’s deity had mortal enemies among other gods—for instance, water deities versus fire deities, life deities versus death deities, and so forth.

Xu Mu’s mind raced with excuses for himself, then his eyes blazed as he looked toward the giant panda.

Although the matter didn’t make the trending list, it caused Lanya Lingqi to fall ill. By coincidence, Fu Fan learned about this incident by chance while browsing Weibo and opening Lanya Lingqi’s posts, where she saw the situation.

Under the care and recuperation provided by the sect, Chen Xu, who originally needed to lie in bed for at least half a month, now appeared lively and energetic atop the grand hall of Mount Quest.

His brows furrowed as he pondered a possibility: could it be that his spiritual power far exceeded that of ordinary people, allowing him to perceive the true nature of the fruit?

The charioteer wiped the blood from his face and watched as heads of gigantic puppets emerged from the sand behind Ramses II, blocking the assault of the sea tribe and the terror beasts.

Over the years, since turning eighteen, Cui Zhu had made sure to celebrate her birthday properly every year.

He had clearly entered a berserk state. His gaze was filled only with an insatiable thirst for slaughter and flesh. His body, compared to last night’s banquet, appeared twisted and enormous, with limbs stretched out awkwardly—resembling a praying mantis.

At this moment, Xiao Yan had no distractions; his full attention was on the surrounding environment. Judging from the battle when the dam was destroyed, Baron Reed’s family had deep ties to the undead. The enemies they faced next would likely be undead creatures.

This was Long Tai’s suggestion and the reason for Huawei Ping’s visit. Reflecting on Long Tai’s words, he was shocked that he hadn’t realized this connection before.

The contract holder, wounded in the waist and trembling from blood loss, faced the towering man holding a blood-dripping axe, who looked at him with a terrifying grimace.

However, Celtic striker Bushi’s brace ended the match early, and Leeds United fans’ hopeful Kenny once again failed to score.

The bodyguards stared in amazement at the gradually descending external world, having never witnessed such a scene before. They thought to themselves, “As expected of the captain! His strength is truly formidable.”

“Potatoes? We need to cultivate some of these divine crops too. Since spring is coming, we can buy some, right?” Liu Bei hesitated to give Liu Zhang gold and silver, but for this kind of grain, he was willing to spend money.

Guo Jia sighed, saying, “Winter is coming; the weather grows colder. Liu Zhang’s soldiers have cotton-padded clothes to keep warm, but ours do not. Continuing the fight will surely lead to a crushing defeat, and Jizhou cannot be held either.” In short, Guo Jia had lost confidence in pressing further, feeling completely suppressed by Liu Zhang.

“What’s the matter, Lorris? This isn’t like you!” Barak, equally exhausted, approached with a slight smile, extending his hand toward Kenny.

Facing Park Ji-sung’s dominance, Italy’s right-back Panucci showed no fear and immediately engaged.

Li Xian was unwilling to leave. Otherwise, with the boundless world containing three hundred billion souls, he wouldn’t know how many hundreds of years it would take to find his mother again.

Chen Yang lay motionless on the ground, sweat sliding down his forehead. He had just performed surgery on himself—a fact Li Xian greatly admired. A man who couldn’t even harm himself was hardly a true man.

Customs indeed varied by region. Along the coast or among wealthy inland families, it was common to order New Year’s Eve dinner from hotels for convenience, while traditional customs were mostly preserved in rural areas.

Li’s mother, deeply worried about her son, called the internet café the next day when he still hadn’t returned, asking Shao Qin to remind Li Zhengyi not to forget to prepare some food for himself.

According to the plan, the Istra Camp would set out at three in the morning toward Popkovo, where they would join forces with the main contingent of the 11th Guards Division before launching an attack on the villages occupied by the German forces.

Her lower body was red, swollen, and painful; blood also flowed from her anus. Yet, no one would come to their rescue anymore.

The two arrived at the observation post and raised their binoculars to look into the distance. Unfortunately, beyond the German positions, only billowing black smoke and dazzling flashes of fire could be seen, obscuring any clear view.

Through the mist, Meng Tian seemed to perceive two figures. He then made a gesture, signaling the Golden Fire Cavalry to halt, squinting as he scrutinized what lay ahead.