Volume One, Chapter 29: Falsifying the Test Report

"If I don't do that, can I have a kiss later?" Li Yi asked with a cheeky grin.

"Yes, we are zombies now, not humans," Juanjuan replied, her face etched with sorrow and grief.

"Oh, really? Well, let's see about that. Two hundred thousand dollars—I'll take this outfit!" I continued to scoff with a mocking laugh.

The last lit room in the Hawaii Hotel went dark, and the night enveloped everything in the glow of the bright moon, leaving the world in profound silence and tranquility.

"Since Mother still remembers the death of the second brother, why would you marry Sanniang off to the Mu family? Could it be that Sanniang is expected to live day after day facing the man who killed her brother?" Lady He asked coldly, completely unmoved.

The trend of believing Shen Feifei to be a goddess was only circulating secretly within R-country society; it had not yet fully erupted.

"Can't you be serious for once? It would be a disaster if we were caught skipping class." Lin Ke'er said, sticking out her tongue playfully.

His heart was filled with boundless guilt. He had nearly caused a catastrophe, leading to an irreversible situation. Fortunately, she was there before him, resting safely in the hospital bed. Looking at her face, which was regaining its vitality day by day, he felt a sense of relief; she was finally out of danger.

"Oh my god, damn it, that guy is clever. He actually set up so many traps. If it weren't for this bright moonlight, I might have limped back to my room wounded," Li Yi said, looking at the pile of bottles, cans, and banana peels behind him.

Mu Biwei took the bow and arrows, knowing that Ji Shen had not been satisfied yesterday. Not daring to keep him waiting, she signaled that they could set off without even taking a moment to inspect them.

Just as Meng Fuqu was feeling utterly distressed, she looked up and saw Rong Yue walking toward her with a smile on his face.

"Alright, go tend to your own business. I am about to start teaching the girl Qingyue the mental cultivation techniques," the Great Banyan Tree King said, then fell silent.

"Why should I be the only one afraid while others are not? The moment I saw that high-ranking official, I knew I was a dead man."

She thought she could drag it out for a while longer, but she had not expected that parallel world to be so impatient.

Three massive petals closed in from three directions, the immense heat already igniting and burning most of the items in the room.

"I saw Li Shichuan at the Huangchao International Entertainment Club tonight," Liu Lulu said.

Caught off guard, it would be effortless for the opponent to kidnap a child whose talent had not yet been awakened.

The tone of these words was complex and tinged with emotion, carrying a certain indescribable sense of approval.

After changing into modern clothes, Feishang felt awkward in the outfit that exposed her midriff, as she was accustomed to being conservative. She didn't know where to put her hands, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Shi Huan asked Yu Wanwan to wait a moment; she realized that so much time had passed, and Zhang Gege had yet to emerge from the dressing room. She wondered what she was doing.

Seeing the water dragon tracking him down, and knowing it was being controlled by Young Master Hua, the latter was secretly groaning in despair. This "Water Dragon Chant" was the strongest magic he possessed. He had barely managed to cast it, and now, trying to manipulate it to attack the agile Zhang Tian was proving to be beyond his capability.

Facing Hong Yuanshan, Hong Ding was no longer cold. A smile touched his lips as he said, "A soldier is born on the battlefield and dies on the battlefield."

Jiang Feng darted onto the soldier ant, grabbing its two antennae and refusing to let go. The level-four soldier ant shook violently, slamming into the earth. Forced to let go, Jiang Feng leaped across the empty cavern with a flash of lightning, charging into the dark tunnel.

Zhu Jingqi ignored him and said in a low voice, "Professor Hu, can you inflict any damage on Cheng Yakun?"

Seeing her speak so lightly while her eyes darted around, Zhang Ruyun knew she had no certainty at all. Not knowing how to respond, he only showed sorrow on his face, staring blankly at Shen Qixia in the sky.

It is rumored that in the Western Mirror World, there is a Spirit Mountain, the ancestral seat of the Buddhist faith, where many enlightened saints and monks provide salvation from worldly suffering.

The Heavenly Spirit Sect was currently enduring an assault from an army of mechs. Leading the attack was Bo Kong. Since the war began, he had encountered almost no decent resistance. This was the eighth sect he had attacked. Although his progress was slower than that of Lie Xing, he did not care; he was simply enjoying the process of war.

"Another song about a breakup, though I still don't understand what the lyrics are trying to express, or what the title 'Zou Ma' (Running Horse) means," Tian Kexin said, looking bewildered.

They exchanged a glance of secret caution, then moved naturally closer to Lu Qiao'er and the others.

"Why have so many friends called me these past few days, asking if I am confident about winning the highest domestic award for documentary programs?" Zhang Ye countered with a question.

Because of the unspeakable incident that had occurred in the villa the previous night, the butler dared not ask any more questions. He felt there might be reasons for these two events that were beyond his ability to fathom.

For the giant scorpions, for whom drowning meant certain death, crawling in this direction was no different from seeking their own destruction. In reality, they had no time to think; they only hoped to get as far away from the tall grass as possible.