Volume 1, Chapter 50: Standing Firmly By Her Side
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Long Zhiyan felt an unprecedented urge to spit blood. After coming full circle, the thing that made him both happy and apprehensive had actually been done by someone close to him.
On the surface, these golden rice plants didn't look particularly extraordinary. They had simply grown much taller and carried many more grains. However, the calculated yield was extremely high, something ordinary people probably wouldn't be able to adapt to overnight.
Just thinking about it was enough to make one endlessly excited. Zhang Niu climbed out of bed, turned on his computer, and began searching for information regarding research institute configurations.
Deputy Bureau Chief Fu glanced at the phone number, then stopped Liang Chen, Xiao Lijun, and He Liansheng, sneering, "It's Bureau Chief Bu's call. Do you think their operation this time succeeded or failed?"
Wu Ding walked away with an ambiguous expression, leaving us behind to watch a thoroughly embarrassed Julian with ulterior motives.
"Eat, eat, eat. While erasing old grudges with a single cup may be unrealistic, extending a cordial toast to wish the Three Sacred Treasures team success is only natural." Chizuru, acting as the host, raised her glass first. Having provided an interpreter for Kyo Kusanagi, she spoke in crisp, standard Mandarin.
After the meal, the butler reappeared, stating that Murong Bai was occupied today and unable to grant an audience to his son-in-law. The butler had been specially dispatched to pass on a message telling the young master to rest well for a few days. Before leaving, the butler specifically left behind ten thousand taels in gold notes for Xiang Ru's expenses.
The loose recruitment criteria of the Heavenly God Army exceeded everyone's expectations. Many people had assumed the Heavenly God Army only wanted rogue cultivators with promising futures or ordinary mortals with innate cultivation talents.
A casual joke made Zhang Niu blush, while Ye Zi laughed even more brightly beside him. Who would have thought her own boss was such a rare breed? Unbelievable.
After returning home, Huo Zhen first rummaged through her business card holder and indeed found Wang Guoquan's card.
Ever since her previous conversation with Rong Hui, she knew that in Rong Hui's heart, nothing surpassed the prosperity of Xilong.
Zhang Feng and the others understood this point and had been prepared for it long ago, so naturally, it didn't require a mere envoy like him to worry about it.
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"Are you really that reluctant to let go?" A voice devoid of emotion sounded not far behind Leng Miyue, causing her to snap back to her senses and spin around.
Therefore, the data compiled by Zheng Yichen wasn't entirely reliable. At best, it served as a reference, allowing their side to grasp at least some information regarding "transmigration." Even simulated experimental data was far better than being completely in the dark.
As for the current approach, in Zheng Yichen's view, it was helpful for Patilia in controlling her own power. A mentally ill person with clear self-awareness could, at the very least, actively avoid certain situations.
Thinking of this, Chen Hui felt an incomparable rush of exhilaration. What kind of concept would it be if the majority of the British Empire's descendants ended up working for Hong Kong people? If the ancestors of the British Empire could see this scene from heaven, would they be angered to death and plunge straight into the underworld?
Sun Wukong guessed that the one with the highest probability was none other than the Heavenly Emperor. After all, only the unique relationship between the Heavenly Emperor and Lord Taishang would cause the latter to wear such an expression.
Gu Tianqing's delicate brows furrowed slightly. Holding the man moving on top of her, she always felt something had changed.
Number twenty-eight was Zhao Ziming's student ID number. It seemed that whether one was a werewolf or a villager, their identity would not be exposed even after death.
Courage, majesty, daring, and boldness were all breathtaking. Most people would find it difficult to achieve. He was no longer a boy, but a man daring enough to fight the enemy to the death.
The combat power of both sides was terrifying. Seeing this, Ling Mulan felt even more anxious in her heart. Isn't this guy a bit too fierce? The opponent is at the mid-stage of the Lingji realm; even if you have a death wish, you don't have to go this far!
His bare upper body suddenly churned, meridians bulging, and green veins faintly visible beneath the skin like angry green serpents straining as if they wanted to break free from his flesh.
Wang Mo's consciousness lingered on the magic satellite as he debated whether to use it. At that moment, a rustling sound came from the bushes nearby, and Wang Mo nervously tightened his grip on his sword.
The *Duke* had once served as the symbol, banner, and benchmark of the First Legion. It had already penetrated deep into everyone's hearts, carved like a brand upon their bones.
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Such a physical form was condensed from wind and snow, wielding wind as a sword and holy light as armor, devoid of spiritual consciousness or will.
There was no heating in the room; it relied entirely on the quilt to ward off the February weather. Since it had rained yesterday, the temperature was even approaching January levels. Why on earth did he feel hot?
He raised his head, looking at the shattering names upon the Immortal Stele, thinking that these cultivators with fragile states of mind could serve as his nourishment. Even in death, it should be considered an honor.
Swoosh, swoosh... Countless beams of light intersected and shot across each other, forming a breathtakingly beautiful scene in the pitch-black void of space.
The sound of the explosion came from the alchemy room, where the cauldron had burst, swallowing the entire room in flames.
Poseidon, who had been gently caressing Wang Xi, was equally shocked after hearing these words.
This computer's operating system had been destroyed by a virus and could no longer run any application software normally.
In the end, Li Yuanqing didn't reveal too much, only mentioning that this Big Brother Zhang from Wuhan was most likely born to his eccentric twelfth elder sister. The reason the twelfth sister had "vanished" all these years was entirely due to human intervention, as her paramour was an old subordinate of his father-in-law, Dai Zhou.