Chapter 37: A Few Days of Calm

Shen Qingqing woke up the next morning. It was still dark, and the room was pitch black. She was startled to find someone else in the room. Jiang Zhixun was fully dressed, having just returned with hot water so that it would be ready for her as soon as she woke up. He was returning to his unit today and could not stay with her, so he would have to come back to see her after finishing his duties.

"Why are you here?" Shen Qingqing asked, looking a bit dazed.

On the fifteenth day of the apocalypse, Li Nan and two others climbed into a large freight truck, stepped on the gas, and headed toward the main road of Jiangbei City.

Ever since the Emperor issued a decree to exile Xu Yang to the border after the autumn harvest, the Ling woman had collapsed onto her bed, unable to recover from the blow.

Finally reaching the last step of the staircase, Tong En raised her head and walked toward Zhong Yue, who was lost in thought, without any surprise. She waved her hand in front of his eyes.

Usually, the exchange of magical artifacts was based on barter. Furthermore, gold was often found alongside rare treasures; while mining, one would frequently discover gold veins. When there was sufficient manpower, they would collect some, but most of the time, the work was left to mortals.

Watching the calm Gu Yu, Ye relaxed his breathing and calmed down as well. Even if he were anxious, it would be of no use.

"Stop joking, will you? Elemental creatures are nearly extinct in the Zhongzhou world. Besides, the professor mentioned a 'dark attribute'? Liuhuo has never even heard of such a thing."

Strictly speaking, Mu Xifeng was a creation of Qingtian and thus counted as half a denizen of the God Realm. Since he had helped the Demon Realm against the God Realm this time, he felt ashamed of Qingtian's favor; hence, Mu Xifeng had said he would go to the God Realm in person to apologize.

With a thought, Mu Xifeng returned to the outside world, but he had no intention of returning to Piaomiao Star. After all, even with his improved cultivation, he was no match for a seventh-level Immortal Emperor. Thus, Mu Xifeng decided to visit the Alliance Headquarters in the Immortal Realm to obtain some Heavenly Origin Crystals and gather information about what had happened over the past year.

The clock ticked on, second by second. At this moment, the atmosphere in Dormitory B at Dragon Academy, where Xiaoyu and the others stayed, was exceptionally silent—yes, silent. It was deathly quiet, the heavy atmosphere making one feel stifled.

If Batu had truly deployed his forces to raid the city, why would he only bring an army of thirty thousand to launch a sneak attack? The only possibility was that the thirty thousand troops led by Simo were merely an advance guard sent to probe the strength of our defenses, and that hundreds of thousands of Batu's main force would surely follow to support Simo in the siege.

In the remaining minutes, neither side found a clear opportunity to break the deadlock, and the first half ended in a 1-1 draw.

The float in the water suddenly plunged violently. Su Can yanked the fishing rod upward, and a fish over two meters long was flung onto the wooden boat, thrashing about with a loud slapping sound.

"Are you holding up alright, sir?" Zhao Yunze asked jokingly. Having spent so much time with Wen Yanbo, he had figured out the old man's personality; as long as it didn't involve official business, he wouldn't get annoyed by a little teasing.

Mokesang did not move. Although he desperately wanted to leave this place immediately, even someone like Johnny, whose combat strength exceeded his own, had been treated this way by the insect, let alone him.

"In the end, it cannot compare to having a mother by one’s side." Finishing her sentence, Xie Ke’s voice turned soft, causing the eldest daughter-in-law, Madam Wang, to heave a sigh.

"Hehe... just a little bit will do, just a little bit!" the Demon Bull Emperor bowed slightly, speaking in a fawning tone.

Ning Gang still remembered the cloak that had fallen from the golden giant bird when it perished. Though it was slightly different from the one he was wearing now, it was largely the same, only with an added touch of elegance, luxury, and spiritual energy.

Li Shimin had arrived suddenly and departed just as hastily. After watching Zhao Yunze’s drill, he even refused Du Ruhui’s invitation to tea in the inner hall, leaving the Ministry of War immediately with Zhangsun Wuji and the others.