Chapter 31

Li Xuanqing continued to circulate the Pure Yang True Energy within his dantian throughout his body. Slowly, a trace of heat began to permeate from his skin, while simultaneously, an invisible current in the world seemed to swirl slowly, centered around him.

"Bang!" Zhuo Yuan kicked open the door to the infirmary, and the others followed. The five military doctors in white coats inside trembled, unaware of what was happening.

Lin Yi took out a microcomputer and connected it to the robot's chip. After continuous adjustments, he finally found a program that allowed for basic communication. It wasn't the questioning that mattered, but the answer that shocked him; the robot had been programmed in such a way that it didn't even know how to lie.

"You really can't judge a book by its cover. 'Great wisdom often appears like folly'—that describes him perfectly," Zhang Tian said, shaking his head repeatedly.

The car had a fresh, pleasant scent. It was clear that Zheng Yan was very fond of it, as it was impeccably clean and organized inside and out.

After nearly half a month of organization, the headquarters' security system was re-established. Those who had witnessed the prowess of Cui Xiping and Zhao Hui dared not harbor any ill intentions toward them.

This educational system had been prevalent during the Republic of China era, but later, only traces remained. Most universities, catering to people's desire for ease and aversion to work, chose to keep students in classrooms as mere recipients of empty, repetitive rhetoric.

On the sofa directly facing the door, an old woman with gray hair sat upright, though her face looked withered and spiritless. She seemed entirely unaware that someone had pushed the door open, her eyes fixed intently on a photograph held to her chest. She sobbed softly, a portrait of utter heartbreak and misery.

"Calling it 'acquaintance' is an understatement. We were on good terms years ago. Before we even clashed, we had already communicated with our eyes to just put on a show and then step down. If we had actually fought, I truly would not have been his match," Xiang Qing said with a slight shake of his head.

Looking at the scene inside this villa, it was hard to imagine that this was an apocalyptic world where zombies roamed everywhere, food was scarce, and seeds cast into the fields failed to sprout. This was especially true considering the slums less than four kilometers away, where survivors in rags would sell their own bodies for a single loaf of bread.

"You dare treat me this way!" Li Jiahao glared at Lei with bloodshot eyes, looking as if he wanted to devour him.

***

Chen Bao did not approach Ni Pei, sending her an email instead; he had no idea what had happened to her. With countless matters to attend to and various strategic maneuvers in progress, he didn't give it much thought. Next, he had to consider how to hoodwink the core of that extraterrestrial.

Genius individuals with perfect physiques would emerge in greater numbers, and once they matured, they would undoubtedly become the backbone of the God of War Sect.

Yet now, the owner of the Sacred Blood Fruit had actually taken the initiative to request participation in the lightning tribulation that might befall those thirteen people—to undergo the tribulation alongside them. This was truly inconceivable. Could it be that the owner of the Sacred Blood Fruit was truly not afraid of death?

By evening that day, they had reached their destination. They did not act immediately, choosing instead to find a run-down hotel to stay in.

Fang Chen shook his head. This batch of black-skinned watermelons was something he had planted unintentionally; he had simply bought a few seeds and scattered them on the ground because he hated seeing the land empty. Over the past few months, nourished by the spiritual energy in the orchard, they had grown uncontrollably, each weighing at least fifty pounds.

The more he thought about it, the more he believed it likely. Lu Yuan had indeed said the rope was obtained from the Old Man Under the Moon's tree. He had initially thought it was just an ordinary string, but now it seemed that the red rope was definitely not simple.

The entire Heavenly Dao Palace belonged to Mu Wange. She could fight here at any moment until she completely surpassed her opponent.

"That's good. I need about seven days to refine a specialized beauty ointment. It will likely take a lot of effort, so you should prepare yourself first," Lu Yuan said with a feigned air of importance.

When people happily assumed the world had become a 'global village,' they were actually weaving a web of impressions of the world within their own minds.

I had been to this place of hidden Buddha over ten years ago. It was because of Hong Qin. For certain reasons, she had been brought here by the followers of the hidden Buddha and eventually perished here. It was a place of sorrow for me, and I had never set foot here again.

The giant python continued its attack. I lunged forward, and my head collided with the snake's head. I felt a surge of pain and was sent flying.

***

"Asheng! Asheng, what's wrong with you?" Bai Yexi was on the night shift today. Seeing Tang Sheng sobbing as she lifted her long skirt, the sight of blood-stained elegance met her eyes.

At this moment, I noticed several pig-headed ghosts in armor heading this way. One of them was more massive than the others; it must have been of the 'Capture Green Ghost' level, with very thick ghostly energy.

"'Cloud Dragon Technique'?" Gu Chenxi's gaze swept over the surface, and beneath the archaic characters, two lines of text were written.

The surroundings were silent. In the vast world, it seemed as if there was no other life besides Gu Chenxi herself. However, she knew that the owner of that voice had not gone far; she had been watching her all along.

"A real-name report? Who reported it? Who did I kill? Why am I unaware of it? To mobilize you with loaded weapons, it must be someone significant, but do you even know who I am?" Han Fei said with a smile.

Li Xiao reached out and slapped Lin Mo across the face. Lin Mo, not expecting to be hit, took two steps back and covered his face, staring at Li Xiao.

I squinted slightly and saw the leader of the 303 Group, Old Jian, along with two government officials. Their uniforms were unmistakable, and it appeared their ranks were not low.