Volume One, Chapter 54: Captain Zhou, You've Come at the Perfect Time—Take a Look at This Hellscape

"If there's no time left? You can just throw it out to block an attack," Ling Chong explained while chewing on some chicken freeze-dried treats.

However, after Hela's upgrade and modification, it would only take the Swallow a mere three days to fly out of the solar system.

Glug, glug, glug—the liquor flowed down in rhythm with his moving throat, gulping heavily into his stomach. Pyrrhus wiped his nose, let out a breath, and drank with great zest.

"No, nothing." Shaking his head, Zhou Heng channeled a sliver of dark matter energy into the card.

If he were to be interrogated by Li Chengling or subjected to secret soul-search techniques, the Huang family's efforts would truly have been like fetching water in a bamboo basket—all in vain.

Nordica and Caius had both arrived at the front lines, gazing into the distance at the approaching Venetian fleet.

Due to his personality, he had always longed to acquire one, but they were not easy to find, nor would anyone be willing to sell them.

Zhai Hongsang was sitting comfortably in his chair, casually looking at the images sent by the patrolling team members on his computer.

It would be one thing if others said it, but Sima Tu actually spoke of his work in such a manner in public, and moreover, right after it failed to be selected, which instantly made him feel wronged.

This was the image that flashed through the minds of all the audience members, including the three mentors. Setting aside their prejudices against Chu Han, the imagery that came to their minds was precisely this.

Su Haoran's five fingers gripped like a tiger's claw under the left side of his ribs, and the Five Elements Chaotic Fire surged forth, plunging into the big man's body like five fiery serpents.

Looking at Mr. Mo's distorted face, Zhang Yang knew he was beginning to lose his mind, completely stripped of his usual calm and composure.

Both parents and aunt were somewhat caught off guard, not to mention the waiter who had just entered to set out the cold dishes. Pang Xi motioned for the waiter to wait and instructed them to close the door.

Liu Miao and Xia Xue were both starting school on August 31st. Although Xia Xue supported putting Yang Jingxing's work first, she also agreed with Liu Miao's plan to return to campus early. Yang Jingxing had promised to take them for a stroll down memory lane, and he could not go back on his word.

Only a being like Fang Dang, who had comprehended the Dao of Heaven and Earth, the Dao of Nature, and the Primordial Creation Dao of the Ancient God Zheng, could understand the realm of flowers in a mirror and the moon on the water in such a short time, and find its flaw.

Dugu Feng carefully scrutinized Song Yuzhi. Two years had passed, and Song Yuzhi had noticeably grown up, shedding the green, lively, loli-like appearance of yesteryear.

Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo both said there was no need and thanked everyone together, with Yu Xinting following suit to express her gratitude.

Since you are here, make the best of it. Having figured things out, Baize set her mind at ease and peacefully began reading the secret manual. No matter what this world was like, as a princess of the Great Yan Kingdom, naturally, the higher the status of the Murong family, the better.

A day passed, and the two Fang Dangs suddenly opened their eyes simultaneously. Then, a tremor shook the opposite side of the Fire Poison Mountain, and an icy aura instantly washed over them. Goose feathers of snow swept through the sky, and a white figure appeared amidst the falling snow.

Pity there was no sword here, and even if there were, it would be the thorn-like long swords. Fang Dang detested such light, drifting swords.

At that moment, Jiang Bieyi was wheeled out, and I had to rein in my distracting thoughts, pushing her into the hospital ward.

Song Tingyu successfully stole a kiss, so naturally, his mood was exceptionally good, his smile deepening. This man was already strikingly handsome to begin with, and when he smiled, his eyes became even more breathtaking, his obsidian pupils shining brilliantly.

To my surprise, when Wang Xiquan heard that I had received an invitation from Wang Wei, he was immensely astonished. He told me that Wang Wei was the overlord of Yancheng's underworld, an extremely dangerous figure, and advised me not to go to the appointment under any circumstances, adding that he himself was currently at the banquet.

In the dead of midnight, to be dressed in burial clothes by a few strangers, locked inside a coffin, and then carried off to an unknown destination—such a scenario made one's heart race with terror just thinking about it.

I inexplicably felt a pang of heartache. Ever since my father's accident, Grandma had not experienced a single day of peace. At an age when she should have been enjoying her twilight years in comfort, she instead had to suffer alongside me.

However, because the Nine Provinces Bureau always needed to maintain a low profile, any operation involving the Bureau had to be given other pretexts.

Having said that, paying no mind to whether Fat An was willing or not, he directly opened the door and walked out of the hospital ward. Then, he went straight to a neighboring room, opened the door, and stepped inside.

I looked at my mother, deeply moved by these words. I figured it must have been this mindset and conviction that allowed her to endure the agonizing years after losing my father and losing me, yet still maintain a shred of kindness when losing us all.

"Then you guys go ahead, let's all grab a midnight snack together later!" Older Brother didn't pick up on anything unusual. I nodded and led Huizi out of the teahouse.

On the day of discharge, while I was packing my luggage, A-Biao knocked on the door and whispered to me that Zheng Long had arrived.

"Go on, go on, tend to whatever you're supposed to do." Grandma Zheng gave his arm two resounding smacks. "I know how to handle that girl's illness." With that, paying no more heed to the grandfather and grandson, she led the third uncle, the old man, and the old lady away on her own.

Only then did everyone suddenly come to a sudden realization. It turned out that Kong Shaomeng's target was simply Cang Xuanting, and the so-called entry into the Heavenly Gate Formation Tower was merely a cover.

"Yes, yes, your every move and stance already seems to bear a bit of our Captain Lü's shadow!" Hou Cheng, who had just finished his bout with Liu Tianhao, was unwilling to fall behind either.

But now, having been through entertainment industry worlds in her past missions, she was intimately familiar with how things worked there. How could she not understand that Mao Zhen was either trying to market herself or smear her?

Before Zhang Bao could fall to the ground, Liu Tianhao bent his body downward, reached out an arm to clamp around Zhang Bao's neck, and with his other hand holding a halibard, used the butt end to gently flick away the wolf-fang club that Zhang Bao could no longer hold steady.

What rejoiced Cang Xuanting was that he had actually encountered the Purple Thunder Sea of Lightning. If he could truly use the Nine Heavens Thunderbolt to temper his physical body, he would enjoy the same good fortune as Lei Zhentian. He would become a thunder-attribute entity just like Lei Zhentian, and what did that mean?