Project 23

Ouyang Zhiyuan had never seen such terrifying eyes. They lacked the white sclera found in ordinary people, containing only jet-black pupils that resembled bottomless abysses—a sight profoundly sinister and chilling.

"I need to check the surveillance room." Taking advantage of the fact that his physical body had gone to the restroom, Lin Fan quietly condensed a temporal clone. Hearing movement outside the door, he watched his consciousness from a day ago depart, while he himself took residence within the temporal clone.

The prohibition on using spirit talismans was meant to ensure fairness, yet it inadvertently weakened the combat efficacy of spirit talisman masters. Most who dedicated themselves to crafting talismans saw slow progress in their cultivation and lacked strong personal combat skills; human nature leads to dependency, and the sheer utility of various talismans caused their innate combat abilities to atrophy.

"Now, the identity of Lu Zhengling as a deceased person has been truly confirmed." Had Lu Li not had his original body constantly correcting his memories, he too would have become completely muddled, forgetting the real Lu Zhengling who existed in reality.

As an entity constantly researching biological modification, Baron Strucker was also one of the rare masters of a massive dark organization. The resources at his disposal were unimaginable to the outside world, especially during the period when Hydra lay dormant; he was effectively the sole leader of the organization.

In truth, his words were not entirely a joke. The Wind-Riding Sword Art he practiced was one that placed extreme emphasis on speed and agility. Daily training required one to listen to all directions and observe from all angles, as well as maintain control over the surrounding environment. After practicing it for a long time, his hearing and vision naturally surpassed those of an ordinary person by quite a margin.

He had naturally discussed these matters with the young lady of the Xu family, Jiaorong. She also felt it was better to leave first. As for the Xu family’s assets, since some of the land deeds had been recovered and not destroyed, there was no need to worry about having no means of livelihood in the future.

Deputy County Magistrate Dai Lixin received a call from Deputy Mayor Zhang Xingyong in the morning. Zhang Xingyong informed Dai that Wang Guangjie, the deputy captain of the Tieshan Transport Company, had beaten the Bafang Group driver Wang Zhen to death, and ordered Dai to immediately terminate the transport contract between the Industrial Park and the Tieshan Transport Group.

"Does she have anything in common with Lin Qian?" Jiang You was still pondering this when a van pulled up in front of him. Before he could react, he was dragged inside, and a tissue with a peculiar scent was pressed over his face.

Hu Fei did not speak, though he vaguely understood his father-in-law’s intent. The political climate now was not what it had been decades ago, back when the Hua family held sway over Lingnan.

His grandfather had always cherished his only sister dearly, yet now, he would frown the moment he saw her enter the door with joy. She would then seize upon any pretext to either mock or complain to him, throwing everything into chaos.

"I wouldn't dare?" The warrior named Heifeng unslung the greatsword from his back with a metallic clatter. "I would love nothing more than to slaughter you all right now!" he shouted, raising his sword. Rage stained the warrior's face a deep crimson; he was clearly a man of great loyalty.

When he landed, it was already 2:00 PM on April 23rd. As luck would have it, the awards ceremony for the 4th Beijing International Film Festival seemed to be taking place that very evening.

Liu He happily pulled Xun You up, immediately appointing him as Vice Strategist. He then ordered Chen Dao to help Xun You settle in before bringing him back to his own residence.

"Cough, cough... are we really just going to sit here obediently and do nothing?" Inside the kitchen, separated by only a wall from Captain America and the others, a S.H.I.E.L.D. technician wearing blue coveralls darted his eyes around, consulting Sitwell, the only high-level agent present.

One could hardly blame Captain America for repeating that things were "complicated"; in truth, ever since the Battle of New York ended and he began living a normal life, he had been utterly bewildered.

Looking across the entire manor, only the second mistress, Duan Zilan, treated the young lady with any sincerity. Perhaps they sympathized with each other because neither was held in high regard. It was just a pity that Duan Zilan was unable to even look after herself, making her someone entirely unreliable.

"Heh, if we can completely wipe out the Sacred Fire Sect’s assassination team sent to kill me this time, I will promote you to the first thousand-man commander of the Blackwater Platform!" Liu Ji said to Sun Zhan with a smile.

It was impossible to reason with Bitong. Setting aside how outsiders viewed things, if she dared to wear even slightly vibrant clothing—or even just pick up a goose-yellow handkerchief—it would be difficult to get past Bitong.

Cheng Xueyan naturally understood what she was worried about. In the Cheng manor, the masters... no matter what kind of master they were, they were never wrong. If there was a mistake, it was the fault of the servants.

"Humph, he’s come at the perfect time! Our three brothers' combined strike technique is enough to contend with a Spirit Monarch expert. Today, we three brothers will test him and see if this Xue Chen is truly as formidable as the legends say!" Wu Tong’s mouth curled into a smile, and a sense of heroic spirit welled up within him.

After listening, Luo Yue basically understood. It seemed this Wu Xuan was merely a "lackey" or a "traitor." He just didn't know if he was only helping the Japanese army with administrative duties or if he had committed acts of complicity in their atrocities.

At this moment, El and the male Naga did not stop. They struck simultaneously, sending a barrage of lava spheres and lightning bolts to suppress You Ye as he tried to climb back up.

Everything in the path of the black hole was absorbed. A vacuum environment formed in the seawater, and a strange, hollow path of water vapor emerged. The dark currents that had previously entangled the City of Ouroboros dissipated completely as a result.

As El finished speaking, the Key of Time and the Protection of Jörmungandr successively entered his body.

"Qingxue, I’ll take you inside." Ning Fan had no mood to argue with Pandora; ignoring her, he picked up Zhao Qingxue and stepped into the hospital.

"Sun Zhiming, are you just going to let Hu Linlin be ruined here like this?" He Wei asked, unable to contain himself any longer.

Suddenly, the still-twitching Heli Yuhang let out a scream. A golden obsidian staff in his hand split open, and a short sword shot out, piercing straight into the chest of Yu Zhenrong, whose head was being held down by "Li Hongyun." Yu Zhenrong’s body trembled, and then, with a strange shriek, he collapsed to the ground.

He understood that no matter how powerful a technique or sword intent might be, if it was not his own, he would never be able to unleash its maximum potential.

Xue Chen let out a loud shout and was just about to step forward to assist when he saw a massive white figure descend from the sky. This figure was not particularly robust, yet it exuded a sense of absolute reliability and safety, as if, so long as this person appeared, nothing bad could ever happen.