Chapter 114 Panic

Gu Shen Shen’s soft, delicate body pressed against the door panel; if not for Zhou Ci supporting her, she would surely have collapsed onto the floor. Her gaze toward him was gentle and powerless.

“If you insist on clinging to this matter and making yourself uncomfortable, we’ll never have a peaceful day, Ah Ci. It’s already in the past.”

She didn’t deny her feelings for Fu Lin in days gone by, nor did she wish to.

...

Never expect scholars, researchers, or technicians to be adept conversationalists; high intelligence doesn’t always come with high emotional intelligence, so in some ways, God is rather fair.

Since he had awakened a power akin to “investigation,” what difference did it make if he could wield this “sense”?

Guided by the stone, Lu Tianming continued to venture deeper into the cave, for what the stone spoke of lay still further below. He remained wary, afraid the stone might betray him.

They had received word that Skyfire was here, and had joined this round of the competition, yet for some reason, it was a stranger playing.

Watching everyone eat with such relish, Ye An managed a bitter smile. For now, all he could do was take things one step at a time.

“Honored warrior, may I bring back more ‘Blood Lotus’ to exchange?” Bai Tian asked.

“Xiao Xiao, does your hometown have any background, or perhaps any local legends?” Lu Tianming inquired. Guan Xiao Xiao had grown up here; she ought to be intimately familiar.

Even from afar, the blazing flames were visible; with fire magicians unleashing their full power, there was an urge to burn everything to ashes.

“Even if there are changes, the items will only increase, never decrease!” That domineering response from the system put both Eagle Eye and Cat Eyes at ease.

All four main cities simultaneously discovered these trial sites. Some sharp players immediately sensed something different and rushed to them, not to mention the various major factions.

The alarm at the Reigenhes Royal Air Force Base had sounded. Now the gates were shut, and as Lin Daxin wandered inside, he found every other exit sealed. All he could do was wait by the main gate, hoping to leave when British soldiers passed in or out.

He was, after all, a common man, not a monk who had shaved his head and severed all worldly ties. Besides, even ordinary monks would struggle to resist Ao Qingmei.

At this point, no one in the village blamed Chen Sanlang anymore. Everyone now trusted and relied on him, with only one thought in mind: that when they left, they’d have a place to live and food to eat. The only one who could provide all this was Chen Sanlang. There was no other.

“The moment has come!” The Second Hokage suddenly hurled a kunai marked with the Flying Thunder God seal, letting it fly through the air.

It was like those many historical attempts at reform: wise as Wang Mang, talented as Wang Anshi, powerful as Zhang Juzheng—all failed halfway, with their deaths, their reforms ended.

Yang Hao acted as though he were unaware, letting them plot as they wished, proceeding calmly step by step.

Japan had managed to recover from the last war thanks in no small part to loans from Britain and France—an intentional strategy to keep Japan strong enough in Asia to counter the Chinese Empire.

The width of the bridge was enough for two carriages to pass side by side, but if anyone tried, they would surely block the bridge entirely.

It seemed the upper part of his overalls hung down in front, the two straps naturally draped along his legs.

Returning to his chair, Zhou Fen Cao was still excited, caught off guard by the sudden joy. He truly hadn’t expected Yangzhou to be conquered so quickly, seized in such a short time.