Chapter 57: The Corpse... Is Gone

Liang Zhuoqun was looking at the notebook in his hand, just about to speak.

“Something’s wrong! Something’s wrong! Captain Liang, it’s bad, really bad!”

Before Liang Zhuoqun could say a word, a young officer’s panicked shout echoed from outside the meeting room door.

With a bang, the door was kicked open.

Liang Zhuoqun, after a sleepless night, was so startled by the noise that his heart pounded wildly.

“What’s all this panic for? Has the sky fallen?” he snapped.

Jiang Feng nodded, releasing his arm. The spirit stone seemed almost sentient, shooting out into the distance in an instant.

After listening to Wang Yan, A Gui did not panic. Instead, he hurried to Xie Tian’s side. A vast and majestic aura enveloped Xie Tian’s body. A Gui carefully examined him, then a knowing glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at Wang Yan and Lin Kexin.

“Hey, wake up. It’s morning,” Gou Sanshao said with a laugh, giving Lin Yu a kick. Fresh blood welled from Lin Yu’s wound with the motion.

The head of the Lü family, who had already left, felt it was too abrupt to depart like that. Halfway down the road, he turned around and came back.

Just as the conversation over there ended, an anomaly occurred here. The black mountain spider began to change.

This place was terrifying beyond words. One had to be on high alert at all times. If the fire department decided to nitpick and forced the construction company to make changes, the presale date for Jiangnan Villas could be postponed indefinitely.

Standing beside Cheng Muxi, Qiu Zhifeng wanted to help her, but Cheng Muxi stopped him. “Don’t mind me, I’ve done my best.” She closed her eyes and remained motionless.

Though the three were surrounded by illusionary, ghostly scenes, it was the most dazzling nightlife from a hundred years ago.

If Bai Ping were to divorce Old Xu, his shares in the company would at least be halved. Who knows if he’d still have the heart to run the company then.

With a crisp shout from Zhou Zhou, the air seemed to be forcefully displaced, leaving a vacuum. Without a medium, how could high-frequency shockwaves travel? It was like a stone dropped into water, sending out ripples that quickly faded.

Unlike before, her gait was now odd, her movements rather stiff.

Once everything was arranged, Locke cast a final glance at the skeleton warriors clad in heavy armor. Their ranks had been forcibly raised, and their armor, stripped from silver-tier corpses, didn’t fit, making their movements clumsy. Still, the surprise attack succeeded in the end.

“Congratulations, Zhou! Yes, you! You’ve won the award. I know it’s hard to believe, but it’s truly yours!” On stage, Martina Gedek noticed Zhou Bai’s reaction, paused to confirm, and the others applauded and smiled kindly.

There was no reluctance or sense of luck in their eyes or voices.

“That’s right. Only those who master the Samadhi True Fire Art can merge the three fires—Earth Fire, Heavenly Fire, and Star Fire—into one, creating Samadhi True Fire. In all the worlds across the universe, I’ve met very few who possess it. If you do, you’re destined to be a star among the strong.” The voice was urgent.

As long as you’re making money and paying taxes, the Federation doesn’t care what you do. Just don’t commit murder openly, and don’t cause trouble right under the Federation’s nose.

Most importantly, she needed a trophy worthy enough to prove herself. Fan Bingbing was not just an actress remembered for publicity stunts—she could truly act.

Compared to before, having attained the second fruit of the Dharma, with Buddhist powers protecting his body, he no longer felt the cold.

The disturbance in the North Sea had been communicated to every continent, including Beiyang Country in the Northern Julu Prefecture.

“Divine Mother, please make me two more sets of clothes! These are just so beautiful!” Black Phoenix nestled in Ouyang Yu’s arms.

If Yun Lei hadn’t moved away to create distance, she might not have noticed Jin Hua’s approach—let alone Lu Chun-niang’s.

She massaged the acupoints on Lu Ding’s head. As Lu Ding sat by, he realized Mai Tian’s hands seemed almost magical.

They were all waiting for Madam Zhang, but was she a fool? She’d been keeping an eye on the Liu family’s door since early morning, especially after yesterday’s gossip and seeing the commotion there. Why would she show up?

Without even glancing at Steward Miao, Lan’er kowtowed loudly several times to Mu Yunqing.

Yu Dayou, upon seeing the map, praised it repeatedly and tried to persuade her to stay. After days of acquaintance, Yu Dayou’s open-heartedness was clear, so Yu Chengzhu told him the truth.

Most of the hidden aristocratic families avoided the world and kept their deep foundations secret, hiding themselves as if they never existed.

Besides, if such a stir were caused, anyone in the village hoping to expand would give up on the idea.

“It’s not that you can’t act in company-produced dramas, but I have the right to reject them if they don’t meet quality standards,” Lin Qingru added.

Xiao Ming explained things to Wu Xin, but he still felt something was off, though he couldn’t pinpoint what.

This abrupt question from Kirito made Yako fall silent for a moment, then she nodded lightly.

He only knew that he wanted to live with Changning. Otherwise, life would lose all meaning.

Chang’an didn’t understand at first, but seeing Changning wink at him, caught on and found it amusing.

Since it was going to be all vacuumed anyway, would putting on a band-aid down there help psychologically? The original work never mentioned whether Index wore a band-aid or not.

“Why did you act so weak when you first saw us? We don’t bite—why were you that scared?” Hong Yu approached Zicong, dissatisfied with his previous display.