Chapter 42: The Food Taster

Because Patrick’s alchemical concoctions were highly prone to explosions, Emma had specially built a workshop for him in a secluded corner of the base. This allowed him to conduct experiments and pursue innovations at will, ensuring that even if an explosion occurred, it would not endanger the lives of others.

Mengzhu then realized that, aside from a few old heirlooms, almost all of her jewelry had been gifts from Situ Xiao. She chose to wear the jade hairpin that had belonged to her mother.

Old Master Ning Hualing abstained from both tobacco and alcohol, and naturally, he held his seven-and-a-half disciples to the same standard.

"Siming, what time is it now?" Siming, who had been dozing off by his side, sat bolt upright upon hearing the Prince of Xin’s question.

This was the main hall of the Ink Fragrance Studio; if he were to take Qin Yumo here, the commotion would surely be impossible to conceal. Guo Lin was not so driven by lust; he had already done enough with Qin Yuxin and Bai Bing today.

The cloth monster let out a muffled groan, spat out a mouthful of blood, and retreated six or seven steps before steadying itself.

If the major factions and noble families of the Scanson Kingdom were to secure only these two spots, it would be a disgrace. After all, the Scanson Kingdom was a kingdom, and it counted as a powerful nation throughout the Western Continent. If it lacked even this much standing, it would not be worthy of being called a kingdom.

At some unknown moment, pure, flawless snowflakes began to fall from the sky, like angels descending into the mortal realm.

Ye Xueying thought this was reasonable, yet she also felt it was a great pity. She had originally wanted to take this opportunity to invite Sister Siqin over so that the two could bury the hatchet.

Upon hearing these words, Xia Haitong felt as though Granny Liu had possessed her. She was now truly like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden for the first time.

"It’s about time; we should head back." It was unclear how much time had passed, but the man in black, who had been keeping watch and observing the surroundings with his piercing eyes, stepped forward and whispered to Lin Chenmu and Chen Xuerong.

When the spiritual barrier showed abnormalities, Ziwu naturally had to send men to investigate. The Black Fiend tribe already held deep resentment toward Yunduan, and now that Liangliang was stirring up trouble again, the Black Fiend Ziwu could no longer tolerate it. Annoyed that Liangliang had touched his spiritual realm and caused him to send men running back and forth, he kicked Liangliang into a ditch to soak for the better part of the day.

Gareth vanished completely from their sight, leaving a pile of equipment behind. This surprised Lin Xiao, as he had assumed there would be no loot based on what Gareth had said earlier.

She soared into the air, stepping on a black cloud formed by yin energy, her presence as overwhelming as a storm.

It was the first time nine supreme beings at the Ruler level had joined forces to kill an enemy; the scale of such an event was unprecedented.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered taking revenge, but looking back, he didn't even know what methods the other party had used. Everything had happened so naturally, as if it were all just a series of coincidences. The only thing he remembered was the look the clan leader gave him before leaving—condescending, carrying a silent, chilling contempt.

However, seeing so many netizens standing up for him, and even registering accounts with the names of characters from the story to post comments, made Lin Can feel both amused and touched.

His body ached so much he couldn't move an inch, as if he had been hacked to pieces and scattered everywhere, yet his nerves continued to transmit sharp pain. Water seemed to leak from above, and that piercing, flesh-boring sensation came from the spiritual energy within the cave. It was drawn to him, seeking to merge into his body along with his ragged, chaotic breathing.

After Peng Jun gave his word, Yan Ning felt relieved. Although the Corpse Demon was a bit tricky, it certainly didn't count as a worthy opponent for Yan Ning.

Equipment was not Lin Xiao's goal; his helmet was already a max-level legendary item, so there was no need to replace it.

"There's no need for names; I'm just here to help." Lin Fan felt fortunate that no one present recognized him, which saved him a lot of trouble.

As long as it wasn't fever medication, Yongshu breathed a sigh of relief. She drank half a bowl of porridge and ate a few bites of vegetables. She wasn't full, but because she was feigning illness, she dared not eat more and could only lie down, pretending to be weak and listless.

Moreover, although the Li family was a top-tier wealthy clan, Wei Tianlong was always following him, which could potentially bring trouble to the Li family.

The teddy bear stared straight at Yu Zhao with its head held high. Although it had been designed to look cute and憨態可掬, perhaps due to a psychological effect, the bear now appeared ferocious and chilling.

Perhaps it was a problem with the sound system, but the voice of this Intelligence Department head sounded exceptionally cold and sinister.

"Bury everything you know in your heart, or else, I have plenty of ways to kill you," Chu Mianzhou threatened, narrowing his eyes.

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes. In truth, when an attack of this level struck him, he shouldn't be worrying about whether he was alright, but rather whether the blade was alright.

This guy didn't know which mass grave he had raided, gathering a pile of lonely ghosts—some human, some animal—all of whom were ordinary souls without rank in their previous lives.

Or perhaps, the passionate red rose becomes a mere smear of mosquito blood on the wall after day after day of mundane life, while the white rose in one's memory remains the forever unattainable white moonlight on the horizon.

"They likely retreated temporarily because they want to gather more powerful demonic beasts. The next time won't be this easy," Qin Kuohai said.

Seeing that she looked on the verge of tears again, Qiao Nuan immediately raised her hands in surrender, swearing that she would never hide these part-time jobs from her family again until the college entrance exams were over, which finally pacified her parents.

"You can fill in any amount on the check; I want Xin'er to come stay with me for a few days," Duan Lan said with extreme seriousness.

Just as Phoenix felt that her explanation was inadequate and she couldn't provide a reasonable excuse, another voice came from afar.

However, she had gambled correctly. In this world, there were two people who would never harm Mu Xiqing: one was Mo Yunshang, and the other was Baili Shuiyue.

Since she had requested it, He Bu dared not refuse. He walked straight toward Lu Yuxi, took off his coat to drape over her, and scooped her up into a princess carry.