Volume 1, Chapter 62: After Your Money

Lu Mansheng glanced at Bao Xingyu. Did he run back so happily just to say this?

As soon as this mission was issued, the entire ASEAN was in an uproar. How many years had it been since Reida showed her face? Why on earth had she provoked the Research Institute?

"We can also take on the full-moon banquet celebration, and that will make it a complete package deal. It seems our business is getting big enough. With all this lined up, you won't have a moment of idle time before your wedding. Why don't we bring Fifth Brother along? We can have him delegate all these tasks to others, and then we just sit back and wait to collect the money?" Qin Mengdie looked playfully at Yanyang.

Hu Binbin said, "I know. I really do have a different kind of ability. As long as I close my eyes, press my fingers against the whorl on top of my head, and exert a little force, I can see the scenery of the solar system. But my mother doesn't let me use my ability—" As he spoke, he took off his pants.

The killings fought over treasures became even more intense. Xiao Ye had no idea how many times he had witnessed such scenes along the way.

In the past, hearing Qin Mengdie talk about her master was something Feng Yuye accepted. But after spending a long time together and growing familiar with each other, he began to feel a bit strange. "Everything you know is learned from your master, yet no one has ever seen your master. Do you still have to keep secrets from me?" As he spoke, Feng Yuye looked into Qin Mengdie's eyes.

However, while the others had scattered, one person still stood right in the middle of the path, lowering their head and sobbing sorrowfully.

The man hiding in the shadows was terrified to the extreme. He wanted to make a sound, but his throat seemed to be blocked; he wanted to run away, but his legs felt as if they had been filled with molten lead. He could only watch helplessly as his Linoone died, while the fleeting flash of sharpness belonged to the large white scythe of a Scyther.

Husband? Gong Xun? This form of address felt so bizarre that it even caused a surge of awkwardness to rise within Lu Mansheng.

"This fellow's physical body is indeed quite formidable, but anyone who dares to bully my fiancée will only meet a dead end," Ling Peng muttered coldly in his heart.

Inside Hua Yifan's villa, corpses littered the ground, presenting a scene of utter devastation as if it had just been baptized by the flames of war.

Having finished speaking and receiving no reply, Gu Tianxue turned her head slightly and looked somewhat startled, only to find that Tiansheng had already fallen asleep. He was curled up, holding his hands together and resting them beneath his head like a newborn baby in a swaddle. Perhaps at this moment, he was his true self—without disguise, without needing to feign strength, as innocent as a child.

"Your subordinate deserves death!" The elderly man addressed as Lord Li, a cultivator at the Great Completion of the Golden Core stage, actually dropped to his knees with a thud, kowtowing incessantly. In the outside world, this was an absolute absurdity, yet it was happening right before their eyes.

Li Fengyao looked at Chen Zheng, who was covered in blood with wounds deep enough to expose his bones—especially the wound on his abdomen, where his intestines were almost visible—and with an ashen face, he looked completely at a loss.

There were indeed quite a few tourists along the way up, but the higher they went, the fewer people walked, as many chose to take the cable car. Not only did this save time and effort, but it also offered a bird's-eye view of the stunning scenery below.

"A single piece can be exchanged for five hundred spirit stones?" Before Yu Linglong could finish speaking, Baili Dengfeng said with a smile.

The title of Prefecture City Garrison Commander sounded prestigious, but to put it bluntly, it was merely a city gate official, completely incomparable to holding independent command of an army out in the field. With Chen Zheng's return, Yuyang County was bound to make major moves. If one could hold down a region on their own, opportunities would arise to render meritorious service and establish a career.

The void itself was trembling, and an invisible, terrifying pressure emanated outward. Everyone trembled in fear, all dropping to their knees with a thud directly on the ground.

An extremely formidable contestant suddenly found their entire body sent flying horizontally, blood gushing from their mouth before they finally tumbled off the combat stage.

The cultivation bases of the twelve were not particularly low, though compared to the predecessors who had previously guarded the mountain gate, they were indeed somewhat lacking.

His underwear needed to be changed, and his basketball shorts needed to be changed as well. After turning on the light to inspect them, the bedsheets and quilt were fine and did not need washing.

The disciples gasped in astonishment once again. This was the first time they had ever seen Senior Brother Pi Zhan use a weapon. During their usual sparring sessions among sect disciples, Pi Zhan had never drawn his weapon. Now they finally understood—previously, they simply weren't qualified enough for Pi Zhan to deploy his weapon.

"Kucha. Whatever you just said, Wang shall treat as un-heard. Guard yourself well, and let us not cross paths again." Wang Guo nodded slightly, left the dumbfounded Kucha behind, mounted his steed, and rode away.

"What are you researching?" Liu Liu noticed that Zhang Wei's operation panel was open, floating visibly before him. This device combined neural intent control with touchscreen manipulation; Zhang Wei hadn't hidden it, so she could see it.

Over at Qin Enhan's house, while Fang Liaping and her mother Tang Huiqin were still busy in the kitchen, the doorbell rang. Qin Enhan, who was all dressed up inside the house, excitedly ran to the door to open it. She thought Su Lin had arrived, but when the door swung open, she discovered it wasn't Su Lin at all.

Standing in the great hall, Sun Quan watched as all the clan heads evaded the call to battle, while the military generals remained tight-lipped and silent. Grief welled up within his heart, and he bitterly thought to himself that ever since Zhou Yu and Lu Su departed, the court of Jiangdong no longer possessed a backbone. When facing either the Central Plains or Jingxiang, besides groveling and bowing, what else did they know how to do?

"Naturally, it's me. Hahaha, who else did you think it could be? Field Chunxue!" Dai Tuowu's icy voice echoed from within the deep cyan pillar.

"Dead? He's dead?" Han Ji was the first to cry out. This outcome was somewhat difficult for her to accept; she had clearly expected to study those Titans—especially the miraculous kind of human-turned-Titan that Ryan had spoken of. Yet upon arriving here, this was the result she received.

Not only did he not smoke, but he also basically abstained from high-proof alcohol because alcohol damages the liver. In his later stages, in order to become a top-tier Grandmaster, he exercised extremely strict restraint over his diet, and even used steroids and hormone-like substances to adjust his physical condition.

After putting down the perfume, Luo Qingqiao ignored her arguing colleagues and paid no attention to the rumpled box. She turned around to look for the security guard, stating that she needed to review the surveillance footage.