Volume 1, Chapter 25: Captain Li Chen Is a Tsundere

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Entering the core area, the first things that came into view were two dormitory buildings, which had been completely overrun by monsters.

Even An Guangqing, who had always favored Qin Shuai, felt his heart in his throat at this moment, sweating for him.

Atop the giant shell-like structure, Xia Luo rubbed his wrist with curiosity. A warm sensation emanated from the gland in his wrist, and he instinctively raised his hand to shoot out a web.

Immersed in the perspective, Li Luo gazed at the deep pit created by his own palm strike, his heart filled with shock.

Lin Fan immediately activated his Heavenly Eye. As a golden light flashed across his forehead, he felt the scope of the world before him expand significantly; it was effectively clairvoyance.

In the darkness, Pei Qinhu had landed quite a distance away, a fact Tang Huo'er did not notice. She had already turned around, gently clenched her fists, and slowly walked toward Lin Fan again, licking her red lips as she spoke.

Buchuan Neikui’s temper, which had just cooled slightly, flared up once more. He was exceptionally irritable and short-tempered now.

It was strange, given how poor her family used to be; even the spirit stones she used had been saved bit by bit by the old blacksmith.

"It's so late, where could she be going to buy things?" Podo Ziwei picked up the sloppily written note, feeling puzzled, but she didn't give it much thought. She threw on a bathrobe, grabbed her phone, and dove back into the bathroom.

The man walking toward him was sturdy. Luo Li estimated the man to be at least 191 centimeters tall. Although he had a beard, it did not diminish his handsomeness; he looked every bit the rugged man.

"If it weren't for the formidable strength of my body, this blow would have left me severely injured." Qin Ge stood up and turned around.

Previously, her understanding of genetic serums had been limited to the explanations given in the exchange list, but this was her first time witnessing the true power of such a serum.

"Everyone is here. Following the order, report the status of your respective departments!" Li Yu gestured with a wave of his hand.

"Your Highness, someone from the city has arrived!" an attendant hurried to the outside of Fang Ao’s tent to report.

And now, the Dawn Group actually wanted to shift from being a participant to being the leader—this was something Hong Mingfei could not agree to.

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"This zombie clearly evolved into a high-level entity on its own. It didn't receive any heritage. It has raw power but lacks the ability to utilize it!" Qin Ge immediately assessed the strength of the zombie before him.

"In the future, you will appreciate my benevolence. For now, this is a matter between him and me; none of you are allowed to interfere!" Fang Ao’s cold words carried not a hint of emotion. The crowd remained silent as cicadas in late autumn, unable to do anything but hold their peace, even if they were filled with pain and conflict.

The skeleton, as massive as a sprawling metropolis, stood intact between heaven and earth, radiating an astonishingly fierce aura.

Suzuki Yuzaburo wasn't much to look at, but he had a silver tongue. He recounted every detail of the election with clear logic and deep insight, which truly moved Maruko.

Shu Yue'e depressedly opened a receipt for him and also took a piece of white paper to write a repayment note for four thousand yuan.

Known as Master Xiaomeng, she was a master of illusions, capable of taking lives within them without anyone noticing. Qingwu sighed slightly; among the people she knew, besides Master Xiaomeng, only the Nightmare was skilled in illusions.

"Actually, I never harbored any delusions about inheriting the throne; my older brothers and sisters are far more capable than I am," Euphemia said with an embarrassed smile.

This formed a collective consciousness among the local residents: no matter how chaotic things became, their personal safety was always guaranteed.

Only now did Murong Xiao have the time to carefully examine the living room, which possessed a distinctly post-modern style.

From afar, Feilian also sensed several powerful auras within the Crystal Dragon Palace, all of them at the Golden Immortal realm.

Zhang Tiansong looked helplessly at the lovely woman beside him, who was gazing at him with pitiful eyes. He couldn't help but find it amusing, yet he didn't speak, humming a song softly while shaking his head as if he hadn't noticed her.

However, this door had no mechanism for opening. It seemed its existence was purely for sealing, with no intention of ever being opened again.

"This..." Shi Lan looked away slightly. She truly could not understand why the divine bird would choose Tianming.

Luka could only smile bitterly and shake his head after hearing this. It seemed those officials who had come to him to plead with Camus were destined to suffer.

"Wan Family Clinic? Why wasn't he sent to Linhai First Hospital?" Brother Deng asked, puzzled.

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The conspicuous funnel-shaped mountain range became their primary focus, and in this way, Sintia City entered their field of vision.

Upon returning home, Li Lei rested briefly before calling Han Mengsha. Since she managed the restaurant, the two discussed and selected a new person responsible for supplying medicinal herbs to the new venue.

"Brother, why waste words with him? Kill him! I want to cut off his head and use it as a chamber pot!" Dong Huo roared.

He had once heard rumors about the Heavenly Dao Sect. It was said to be an incredibly powerful sect, yet exceptionally mysterious; ordinary people, and even average cultivators, knew very little about it.

However, these things were unimportant. He seemed to exist solely to complement Wang Zha’s displays of arrogance, and being able to help Wang Zha pull off a truly impressive stunt was enough.

Shangguan Feiyan glanced sideways slightly, as if she had noticed Ye Tian’s intense gaze frequently landing on her, and felt a bit embarrassed.

"Then, if he isn't happy with me, will you beat him until he is?" Si Yan looked at him quietly, her clear, water-like eyes filled with deep melancholy and resentment.

She had specifically flown in from Singapore; how could she possibly retreat without getting to the bottom of this?

But on second thought, things between him and Qin Jiayi were already over. Did the rights and wrongs of the past even matter anymore?

The beads of blood melded together, forming a massive blood-colored blade. An Tian硕 was forcibly turned around, and holding the crimson blade, he swung it at Ye Tian with all his might.

After carefully contemplating the plot progression of the grave-robbing world and organizing the character relationships, a thought suddenly emerged in his mind.