Chapter 39 [Second Update]

Liao Wei made his decision: before allowing Fang Li to contact the American delegation, he would first send someone to talk to Ding Weidong. If possible, he was even prepared to recruit him directly into the Emergency Center.

"What? He left? When did he leave? Why didn't anyone tell me? Why didn't he say anything to me?" Han Mei asked, her voice full of confusion. She then noticed Huan Yu stifling a laugh and realized she had lost her composure, her face turning as red as a ripe apple from embarrassment.

Archer made a declaration that was even more insulting than an outright slur, showing no concern whatsoever that his words might enrage the other Heroic Spirits.

The two engaged instantly. After a few exchanges, Gan Lan saw that Zhang Ziheng was losing, so she drew her sword to join the fray against the man in black. The assailant, realizing they were unskilled in immortal arts, engaged them in a pure duel of blade and sword techniques.

"Hey, you lot look relaxed—are the old timers still talking?" Zhu Dan managed a forced smile.

However, the number of zombies here was simply too vast, far exceeding Li Si's wildest imagination. He realized that if a battle were to break out now, no one could possibly withstand them; the sheer, terrifying quantity of these biochemical zombies left him utterly astounded.

But after the Chairman finished speaking, the Premier let out a sigh, as if he were preoccupied by other troubling matters.

Although Liu Ling did not state it explicitly, everyone present—save for the bewildered hotel duty manager—already understood.

Uncomfortable as he was, he knew he was no one to her and had no right to interfere. To avoid being seen by her as she drove out, he squeezed himself even further into the shadows.

The Crown Prince of Huse shouted fiercely. Holding a blazing torch in one hand and his sword in the other, he pursued the Azure Bat King relentlessly, determined to kill the creature before the members of the Qiankun Blade Sect could catch up.

Yingtian Beam King Wang Xing and Shuntian Beam Road Chief Chang Lin acknowledged the order, vaulted onto their horses, and rode off toward their respective jurisdictions with a few trusted subordinates.

It was not as if he hadn't killed martial artists before; even three seventh-level masters had died at his hands. He would throw them directly into the primordial core constructed within his right eye, letting the high-intensity radiation slowly finish them off. No matter how strong their internal energy was, it could not withstand the radiation of the source force.

With every step upward, he left an impression of varying depth on the Soul-Worshiping Steps. His senses were noticeably suppressed, and it was clear he was at the end of his rope.

She was a person of dignity; even if it meant jumping from a building, she would never attend a dinner party with strangers.

The country implemented a total lockdown, releasing no information to the outside world. They established a secret military base on the site to cover up the truth and sent numerous experts to launch specialized research projects.

Actually, this was not at all strange. As a Divine Son of the Dragon Martial God Dynasty, how could Qin Wudi’s hidden trump cards be inferior to Xiao Daoya’s?

The police car sped toward the hospital with its lights flashing, ignoring the red lights at intersections. In less than twenty minutes, it screeched to a halt in front of the hospital.

Anxious to the point of desperation, I suddenly saw the piece of jade that had fallen beside the old monster a few steps away, and a thought flashed through my mind.

"Indeed, indeed!" Li Chongde nodded repeatedly. He instinctively picked up the teacup on the table, only to find it had been drained while he was telling Li Wujie about Li Quyi’s past.

On the northern edge of the Extreme South, one of the three major defensive strongholds of human cultivators, there was a considerable number of Void-Refining experts.

Lin Yuan glanced at Du Qi. He finally understood who was behind the cooperation with the new biochemical humans, allowing them to enter the Mountain-Sea Realm. However, judging by Jiu Qin’s tone, he already knew about this.

"Can I go into the mountains with you tomorrow? I know there are many things in the mountains we can eat. Even if we can't eat it all, we can sell it—it’s not just medicinal herbs!" Zhu Zhaodi suggested.

What Wang Hong said was a fact. As the highest-ranking official of the Imperial Court present, he automatically became the commander-in-chief upon reaching the camp. All players aligned with the Imperial Court had to follow his orders if they wished to join the battle.

Over the following days, Gu Jianli’s attitude toward Ji Wujing remained cold, and she did her best to avoid him. As time passed, the others in the household noticed the tension.

The flowing blue-purple arcane energy unexpectedly transformed into a golden radiance. This golden light pushed aside the two streams of arcane energy, including the power the Titans had infused into the defensive facilities.

Back home, Mengmeng discussed with Jiang Cheng how to arrange for the child. She had wanted to send the child to an orphanage, but Mengmeng disagreed.

To ensure the knights wouldn't be suspicious, Lin Yuan and his companions caught wild rabbits along the way, which was what they were eating.

"I think you have all seen the fate of that evaluator just now," Jiang Cheng said, scanning the candidates sitting before him.

"Regarding what you mentioned, I cannot share my thoughts with you for the time being. I will return to my country tomorrow, and I hope we can collaborate again in the future." One could not call him the killer, yet he was inextricably linked to the case.

We were all taken aback, not by the two trails of blood and tears, but by the four wooden spikes driven into the body and the two bizarre monsters coiled around it. No wonder Chai Dongdi couldn't speak; her throat had been pinned shut by "blood-wood stakes." It was a miracle she could even let out a sigh; speaking would have been as difficult as ascending to heaven.

All our attention was drawn to this white smoke. We looked up to track it, completely ignoring the box in the Witch Dragon’s hand.

He struggled desperately to control his loss of composure, as if wrestling with himself, and continued to call Wang Zhangzhu.

Everyone was bewildered by the sudden shout from A-lie Ku-nai-er... but time did not allow for contemplation. Realizing what was happening, they drew their blades and swords, ready to rush forward to save her.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Di was so enraged he nearly coughed up blood. He stumbled, almost collapsing into his chair.

Everyone clearly knows that poppies are the source of drugs, yet many cannot resist consuming them. Why is this? It remains a mystery.