Volume 1, Chapter 44: Personal Care

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In Rapeseed Village, Zhang Hao had been back for a week, running back and forth every day to handle this and that. Since he was going to open a factory, all the necessary permits and documents were indispensable, and for Zhang Hao, these were things he had to manage and process personally.

"This is right, exactly like this. He always loved to wear dark-colored embroidered robes, every movement of his radiating noble elegance," Si Lu stared at the portrait and said.

"Then what if I say the author's credit will be written under your name? Would you be willing?" Li Bai threw another bombshell at Leng Ruobing.

With the repeated guarantees of King Zhu Yuetian of Tang, Xiong Tong felt fully justified and brimming with confidence when issuing orders to the armor-clad troops.

In Jiang Di's view, Su Mi and Gu Liangyan shared a profound bond, and even in death, Su Mi would never cooperate with Bu Zhan.

The defense of Nagasaki Port was not directly managed by the Nagasaki Magistrate; instead, troops from neighboring feudal domains were dispatched in rotation to garrison the area, primarily Saga and Fukuoka. In case of emergency, the Nagasaki Magistrate was authorized to issue commands to the daimyo on behalf of the shogunate.

He had originally thought the young man was merely afraid of thunder, but the symptoms he was currently displaying clearly indicated that he had suffered a terrifying ordeal involving thunder in his past.

In the kitchen, I witnessed a heartbreaking scene. The trash can was filled with dog fur and internal organs, which I instantly recognized as belonging to Akita. That scoundrel Third Uncle had actually eaten Akita.

With a soft hum, the weapon let out a mournful cry. Before the man could maintain his grip, the weapon vanished instantly, and within the blink of an eye, it flew straight into the hands of Tianming Jiu.

"That's wonderful! From now on, big brother, you won't have to sleep on the floor anymore. I'll share half my bed with you," Jin Yue immediately rejoiced.

Although the Yellow Turban rebels had already departed, Shan Yi still dared not act rashly, fearing that some might have lingered and that discovery would spell certain doom. He endured patiently until the sky gradually grew light, whereupon the Lü brothers beside him woke up.

Shan Yi smiled faintly, his focus having already been entirely fixed on the giant python. Seeing it open its mouth, he knew trouble was brewing. With a single tap of his foot against the trunk, he shifted his position just in time to evade the incoming venom spray. At the same time, gathering his inner strength into both palms, he struck downward through the air toward the top of the giant python's head.

"But if you don't tell us, how are we supposed to know what your brother-in-law is truly capable of?" Fan Yanmo asked.

Huan Chong raised his head and saw his subordinate generals sitting quietly, their expressions complex and inscrutable, yet not a single person spoke up. A surge of anger instantly welled up from the depths of Huan Chong's heart, his blood suddenly turning boiling hot. The feelings of disappointment and failure that had just permeated his body vanished in an instant, replaced entirely by a fierce aura of killing intent.
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"Husband, they are too strong, and we have no idea how many more of them are on this island. We're in trouble this time!" Yao Yingying transmitted her voice mentally.

"Hehe, Boss, next time I won't wear lip balm, so you can taste the original flavor. How about it?" Wet Sister pressed her body against Li Ming, asking with a teasing expression.

"Seizure of soul and body. Only through the method of soul seizure can we kill the malevolent dragon within the Magic Dragon Orb and reclaim control of the World-Destroying Dragon Emperor Sword," said the leader of the Dragon Guards.

Shouldn't some policies be introduced to encourage others, rather than offering mere empty words? After all, this is a societal issue, not just a family matter. It is impossible to shift all the burdens onto individual families while you simply utter indifferent platitudes! Every single family consists of taxpayers who have paid their dues!

Li Ming did not dare to be greedy for quick success and blindly advance. After absorbing descending thunder for a brief moment, he stopped. Once he had fully refined and assimilated the absorbed thunder, he continued to absorb more.

Only, Chen Yifan found it somewhat puzzling. In mythology, Bai Ze was clearly capable of human speech and communication, and the Yellow Emperor had even consulted it. Why did he not detect such a capability when communicating with the pegasus's mother back then?

Perhaps, given the chance, he could bring it along to take a look. It might just be related to that system task that had left Chen Hao baffled to this day.

In the speech-lost world that had yet to recover from the collision, Othinus's heart remained perpetually unsettled.

With no time to ponder what was happening, the cave entrance snapped shut, swallowing the middle-aged male ghost whole. Immediately afterward, the spiritual essence of the spirit hearse grew a fraction stronger.

Luoluo looked at Li Mo with disdain, helplessly and slowly following behind him. He couldn't even negotiate a business deal, and after suffering such a massive loss, he was still smiling like that—she truly felt exasperation at Li Mo's failure to live up to expectations.

Chen Hao nodded, asked for the address, and drove away, leaving the suicide scene surrounded by a crowd of onlookers.

A gentle breeze, possessing both vigor and softness, blew outward from the cave. Old Mrs. Hu and her companion, who had not yet knelt down, found themselves unable to do so as the wind effortlessly lifted them to their feet.

She was, after all, the inventor of the 'Deep Blood', so tasks like intelligence gathering and analysis posed no difficulty for her.

Entering his own account and configuring his character, his vision passed through streamlined electronic pillars of light, and his consciousness ultimately arrived at the scene currently witnessed by the players.
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Interrogation requires strategy, and the most fundamental methods are either brutal torture or enticement. The most foolproof method is soul-searching; unfortunately, the Giant Clan did not even possess spiritual energy, making soul-searching entirely out of the question.

Tugging at her hair in thought, she nearly pulled out half of it before coming up with another plan. Reaching into her sundries storage pouch, she grabbed a large handful of blackened charcoal—leftover embers from when Luoluo had used spiritual wood to roast meat some days prior, which Luoluo had carefully collected.

"On the day of the martial tournament, the crown prince of the Taiping Dynasty, Sima Jianru, will come to test his skills against you. You must mentally prepare yourself; he is an elementary-level powerhouse, and his strength is no less than mine," Murong Xin said, and walked away directly.

Long Tianwei remained lying down, speaking hurriedly through the sedan curtain. With his abilities, escaping was not difficult, but these eight guards presented a formidable problem.

Shui Yiyi did not know that rather than taking the risk of entering, staying in the tree and quietly watching would instead give her a chance to catch a glimpse of Chu Tianwei.

Curiously opening it, she saw a dense cascade of backend notifications constantly popping up. Upon closer inspection, over a dozen notifications were identical.

As for some seasoned veterans, facing the pitch-black darkness before them and the exclamations ringing in their ears, their expressions remained as steady as Mount Tai. Paying no heed to the surrounding situation, they maintained an air of profound composure.

As Long Tianwei calmly, coldly, and nearly ruthlessly dissected the situation, Long云天's (Long Yuntian's) expression gradually grew heavy, bordering on despondency.

Restrained by politeness, Mei Bixue could only nod, using her other hand to gently stroke Su Xi'er's soft hair.

These words were somewhat cold and grating. Chu Tianwei uttered them intentionally, wanting to see what on earth Ma Jie was plotting and how long he would endure before tearing off his hypocritical mask.
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