149 Mushrooms (7)

Madman’s response undoubtedly resolved the longstanding dilemma that had been plaguing the Max team, lifting a heavy weight from Han You’s shoulders. His mood instantly brightened. Returning to the game, he glanced at the ID he had grown intimately familiar with over the past few days—and the more he looked, the more he found it pleasing to the eye.

“What’s the big deal about matchmaking? Those people are just looking for trouble. I’ve already sent them off to do whatever they’re supposed to do,” Han You said, concealing from him that his teammates had given up the prime opportunity to watch because they could no longer bear his incessant harassment.

“I heard the club plans to sell me off. I’m thinking of leaving!” Di Maria wiped away tears, unsure whether he felt relief or sorrow.

The sudden shove nearly caused Lu Yang to stumble. He jumped up and took a few steps back. He was not like the fierce Guo Rong or Wang Wu; he wouldn’t dare face zombies head-on unless absolutely necessary.

Referees have always undergone rigorous professional ethics training and face substantial administrative regulations. Many have been penalized.

Shen Yu seemed angered by the remark, turning her head away and pouting just as Chu Yun had hoped—she said nothing further.

Rows of dragon eggs were neatly arranged there. To Chu Yun’s surprise, each egg had a crack, and upon closer inspection, there was neither egg white nor yolk inside.

“We have to be responsible for your safety,” Zhang Zhao waved dismissively and stopped paying him any mind.

“Be more careful when taking rides. Don’t use ride-hailing services so late at night—they’re not safe. If you must, carry pepper spray or something for protection. You might not even be able to keep your life otherwise,” Wang Jin began preaching from the car.

Li Cha carried Freya to a new room, which would be her temporary private space. He dropped her onto the bed, the impact bringing some of her awareness back.

“Ali, stop babbling. Po Xie’s tactics this time are absolutely spot on. You should learn from his approach instead of just obsessing over output techniques and PvP. Having a big-picture perspective is important too,” Duo Chi Qingjiao chided Ruo Li.

At Na Qi’s words, Big Beak Seagull gritted his teeth against the pain and began using the Whirling Swallow Return technique to dissipate the force.

In truth, Dongfang Yuping fully understood the survival mode of the seaweed monsters. To live on, it wasn’t only these dimwitted seaweed creatures; even the sharp-minded humans and demon cultivators schemed and fought endlessly. Tell me, on any given day, has there ever been a day without cultivators dying in this world?

Seeing this, Qin Tian felt the urge to retreat, but his body seemed frozen, unable to take a step back.

After shaking off the annoying Mo Junxian, Qi Yu came here with only his assistant. Upon returning to the country, Qi Yu had taken up horseback riding, and after being told this stable had the best environment and caretakers, he placed his white horse here.

As for the big wolf dogs, very few trainers dared to tame them. When cornered, these dogs would even bite their own trainers, a fact that kept 99% of trainers far away.

Yu Lu tried to calm herself in Ming Nan’s arms, striving not to dwell on the matter, but no matter how much she suppressed her feelings, she could not fully control herself. Her whole body trembled slightly.

When Ling Baolu opened his eyes, as in previous days, the first face he saw was Shen Lingyu’s handsome visage.

The King of the Seaweed Monsters obediently lowered his body and approached Ge Wumei, opening his mouth to exhale a black mist onto her cheek.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed. During that time, Dr. Da Mu had visited several times to explain the event’s location, time, and rules to A Zhi. Although A Zhi already knew, the old man’s experience was invaluable; listening more never hurt.

Almost forgot—I, a level ten mage in the game, have actually become the number one expert.

He wasn’t offside or anything—just mumbling nearby, then issued me an “order.”

But afterward, he only had two bullets left, both bloodied and spent, with no bullets inside. If this gun weren’t so lenient about chambering rounds, being a low-quality model, Jing Xiang would have had to rely solely on hand-to-hand combat.

Though the place seemed utterly silent, it emitted a faint, oppressive vibration that weighed heavily on one’s heart.

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Today’s interview was over. Yuan Keding glared fiercely at Yang Hongsen’s departing back.

Sun Yat-sen wasn’t truly targeting him—just asking him to switch positions to lay low. Chen Qimei was a Qing gang big shot; Yang Hongsen was as well. He was still a grandmaster of the Hongmen. The reason no one picked a fight was because of themselves.

Seeing Ma Feng’s strange smile, Wang Kun felt deceived. Still, no matter how fine the wine, for Wang Kun it was deadly poison. Those who loved to drink could go ahead; he had no objections to Ma Feng’s words.

Prince Sathias and several other key figures were the architects and maintainers of imperial order, not its saboteurs. Matters involving members of the ruling class required utmost caution. Without legitimate authority and proper justification, imperial rule would suffer greatly.

Both were unconscious but appeared uninjured, only somewhat disheveled with smoke and burn marks on their clothes and hair. It seemed they had special means to protect their lives, allowing them to survive the indiscriminate assault.

“If I help you revive the demon clan, I want to use their power to exact revenge!” Jie Xiao declared.

“Nangong, sister-in-law, you’re finally out,” Bai Shaochen and Zi Xin raised their eyebrows toward the Crown Prince as they approached Nangong Jinyu.

Despite their anger and disappointment, Ji Shaotian and Hei Jiayi had no choice. Unlike fans who would lash out directly in the livestream, they first needed to understand the situation to inform their followers properly.