Volume 1, Chapter 36: A Man and a Woman Alone

Remilia finally returned to her room after Sakuya’s repeated persuasion, which almost bordered on threatening her life. Ren Pindi, who had been standing by her side with his intelligence seemingly reduced to zero while indulging in her wild fantasies, also appeared to have finally settled down.

Following this, a series of "accidents" that could hardly be called accidental occurred in the Human Village.

The beam of the God of Destruction’s oracle from Lagu halted a few kilometers in front of Jessia and Eve; from their perspective, it looked like a sun hanging suspended in the middle of the night.

"No, my family background is quite complex. We’ve migrated several times over the last three generations, so I can speak a few languages, though none of them particularly well. I can even speak Chinese!" Lynn said, slyly adding the final remark.

However, in the current political climate, oversight is essentially a mere formality; as long as you are willing to spend money to pull strings, there will naturally be someone to let you through.

"Incomprehensible. That is all." Musashi, caught in the middle, offered a response that left Euphemia dumbfounded.

At Zhaojia Slope of Shishan, about three kilometers from the riverbank, Zhang Zhidong deployed his remaining five Krupp 75mm guns. At the same time, he sent men to the riverbank at Oujia Ridge to create a diversion and draw the attention of the Qin army. The Qin army fell for the trap and began constructing a pontoon bridge there.

Winter evenings arrived particularly early; barely past six o'clock, the curtain of night had already shrouded the entire land.

As the attack plan upon which everyone pinned their hopes, the Allied air forces did not disappoint.

"Enemy tanks and infantry have appeared ahead of the perimeter, to our east!" the communications officer reported directly.

Ginseng! A ginseng root with complex, intertwined fibers, more than ten times larger than any wild ginseng he had ever seen! With such size and so many rootlets, it must be at least a century old, right?

Hearing the robot’s request, Colleen looked down—those hulking masses of steel were all looking up at her, a vast, dark expanse. No, it wasn't just the robots; the dwarves in Winterfell who weren't piloting machines also cast their gazes toward her.

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Hua Ziyu returned to Langhuan Abode first. Thinking that she would be able to see Tang Yu in just two days, her heart brimmed with joy, and the corners of her mouth curled upward.

This is fine, too. When the time comes to leave, everything will return to how it was at the beginning, as if nothing had ever happened.

"Then I shall borrow your room to change," Ziyu said, lifting the flat box in her hand. Without waiting for Tang Yu to nod, she walked straight into his room to change.

Da Shitou twitched even more violently, and his eyes darkened noticeably as he looked at Meilansa. Fortunately, someone knew that the two people opposite were impossible together, or heaven knows if they might commit the crime of fratricide. Thinking of this, he cast a disdainful glance at Meilansa: "You truly have no taste."

The old foreign woman brought the candle to her lips and gave it a soft puff. Whoosh! The flame vanished in the breeze, leaving He Shang, who was tied up spread-eagled, rolling his eyes incessantly.

Subconsciously, Ziyu was reluctant to speak well of Tang Yu. In truth, the man was merely cold on the surface; he was extremely meticulous in his actions, and his care for her was so tender that it was easy to sink into it and be unable to extricate oneself.

Morin’s idea was to have the head chef go, as he had experience in this line of work and was quite skilled in Chinese cuisine. If he took a few chefs from Tian Shang Lou along with him, it would surely be fine.

Sighing again, Meilansa told herself: "I am a good student; I absolutely must not skip class during the first session. But what if it’s like this again in the afternoon? I wonder how Bagen and Saihan are doing; I hope their classes aren't like this too. What a headache."

Sakumo and Serizawa led Mukede to a hillside behind the main city. The woods were dense, and at night, this place was almost completely deserted.

In truth, gathering so many extraordinary people had nothing to do with him at all. It was all his wife—or more accurately, his wife’s father, the boss of the underworld in Yunhai City, "The Tiger"—who had summoned them. He lacked the ability to do such a thing.

Regarding this move, "Meteor Descent," Jiang Xie had been warned by the system ever since he entered the Vermillion Bird Secret Realm that a massive meteorite was recently hovering near this planet.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Yang decided to use the prescription from the *Canon of Alchemy*. He selected ten herbs from the pile, a ghostly blue flame ignited in his palm, and he entered the copper furnace. The King of Herbs, the Blood-Coagulating Grass, was the first to be tossed in to begin the refinement.

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The other youths all let out cold snorts, and the next moment, they moved in unison, chasing in the direction where Chen Xiao had vanished.

Now that the four of them had entered through the main gate and blocked the stairs, the people upstairs were essentially trapped like rats in a jar.

The speaker had a head of silver hair and stood with his hands behind his back, his expression cold and stern. If one looked closely, one would notice sword light flickering deep within his eyes.

...After the words fell, silence reigned. Chu Zifeng and Lin Yu, who stood before them, remained completely motionless. It seemed they did not wish to strike first, nor did they utter a single word. Wang Hua and the others assumed the two were paralyzed with fear.

Xie Gongbao, with his immortal roots and destined attachment to the Dao, was naturally more eager than anyone to achieve enlightenment. Unfortunately, the soul power he cultivated would inexplicably vanish by more than half within a single day. For so many years, all his efforts had been in vain; no matter how he practiced, he could not improve.

Both of their faces were full of smiles. In the past, when they existed as a top-tier race, they not only had to worry about enemies suddenly seeking revenge, but also had to toil and struggle for various cultivation resources, living a life of extreme difficulty.

Wen Yukou nodded. After the Xie woman had walked away, she was about to move on when her gaze suddenly fixed. She slowed her steps, stopping to look at a certain spot near the rockery.

"Damn it, Deep-Sea Hunter, you bully me too much. Don't think I'm a pushover. Go to hell!" Haimesi, possessing a shred of conscience, saw the Rage Shark severely wounded and raised his large harpoon, charging toward the Deep-Sea Hunter. His massive shark eyes were now blood-red.

Chu He could not help but gasp. The cruelty and bloodshed of the battle for the God of War rankings were laid bare right before his eyes.