Chapter 59: The Strange Cry of the Cow

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Jiang Chuan mentioned scientific dog training in his report. While the leadership did not directly approve this point, they allowed him to select two washed-out puppies to try it out.

As for whether Lu Youyou could come up with genuinely effective dog training methods, Jiang Chuan was unconcerned. Paths are made by those who walk them, and trying more approaches could never hurt.

Just like that, Lu Youyou transformed overnight from a firefighter into the canine unit's consultant, arriving on her first day of work with Lightning to undergo a re-examination at the livestock station, which also served as an evaluation.

The brothers had all left, and the dog team...

Frowning deeply, Bai Yi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if making a momentous decision, yet still not daring to turn around.

Right in the center of the island stood a majestic palace, from which intermittent singing could be heard across a distance of several miles.

A wave of joy washed over me upon hearing it; it truly was Liu Yufei's voice—sweet without being cloying, and exceptionally pleasing to the ear.

Fang Mu's gaze instantly turned sharp, an icy aura emanating from his body. He was just about to order the servants to execute the entire Wang family gathered on the open ground right then and there, when Old Man Li's voice rang out.

Gazing quietly at the photograph for who knows how long, Jing Yucheng stretched his body, lifted his hand to check his watch, and saw that it was just about time for lunch.

Ye Feng smiled, and then proceeded to recount the whole story to Red Lotus from beginning to end, in meticulous detail, including the fact that he had killed Hou Sha.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured. A barrier has already been set up all around, ensuring she won't be able to return alive." Kong Ruoji's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, fixed intently on the soaring black shadow in the sky.

The scales on the dragon's head shattered and flew off, leaving the flesh already a bloody mess. Knowing things looked ominous the moment it hit the ground, the flood dragon ancestor whipped up a swirl of clouds and dashed back up into mid-air.

He had always protected her. Ever since they met abroad, Bai Yi seemed to have been consistently good to her. Yet, this sentiment was ultimately something she could only use; she could never repay it, nor did she wish to.

For the rest of his life, he would do his utmost to guard their mother and son well, never letting the two of them experience such helplessness and sorrow ever again.

Although it was equivalent to the conditions Yun Ling herself had proposed, Shenghuo had some inexplicable feeling that Yun Ling seemed... even more formidable than before.

Feng Qian closed her eyes. She neither dared nor wanted to face this world; evasion was the only choice left to her.

This remark originated from Li Qin's side. At first, they didn't quite know how to believe it, but gradually they had come to accept the idea.

However, all of this was a very distant matter for Li Qin. As for what benefits or harms fortune and karma might actually bring him, Li Qin couldn't discern them at all right now.

The fans in the stands were actively working up the stadium's atmosphere, but the moment they saw Vardy walk out of the player tunnel alongside a pair of plucked-chicken-like mascots, they instantly fell completely silent.

Let's look at those individuals who possessed divine artifacts: Gilgamesh, Ariux, Gaiyin—which of them didn't originate from Ishtar? Even Menkazaro, who also hailed from Ishtar and was no longer around, had his spiritual pet, Hylar, acquire a divine artifact.

Yet Ling Feng felt a sense of familiarity... Could it be that he had already dealt with them back in the Tianheng era?

Cleaning the meat wasn't particularly troublesome, but watching novices clumsily toss and turn it over and over was enough to exasperate anyone skilled at the task. Setting the cleaned pig's large intestines aside, Yang Mu suddenly raised his head to look at Jiang Seol-gi.

Several thick and long ropes were strung up across the exit of the estate, instantly tripping numerous charging Mongol cavalrymen along with their horses. Men piled on top of men, horses on top of horses, and horses on top of men, amidst a chorus of wails.

His mind was flooded entirely with the scenes of that day, especially the moment when Xu Chen made Bai Lingxi tear that secret manual into shreds.

In reality, however, such a scene was repeated every single day. With the time now approaching noon and coinciding with the end of the workday, it was hardly surprising that there were so many people.