Chapter 18: Brother, My Future Depends on You!

“What’s going on with your hair?” After dinner, Zhang Liang cast a sidelong glance at his sister’s hair, his tone less than friendly.

“I dyed it after finishing the college entrance exams, but I haven’t done anything to it since. The color is practically all gone now,” Zhang Miao replied offhandedly as she swung her little feet, a plate of fruit their mother had sliced in her hands.

Back in senior year, the pressure to study had been suffocating—wasn’t she allowed to relax a bit afterwards?

“I’m not asking why you dyed it. I’m asking why you made it look like a chow chow!”

Dyeing it was one thing, but Liu Feng truly hadn’t expected that after getting into a defensive stance, this mutated creature wouldn’t even attack! According to the prior plan, Wen Yiyun, Chang Huan, Rong Feining, and Lan, of course, knew to catch up with Zhang Yang. But this battle completely exceeded anything they had imagined. Especially for Chang Huan, who almost thought she must be hallucinating.

Even the director couldn’t keep watching the scene, busying himself with checking each person in turn, determined to find a scapegoat even if the real culprit couldn’t be found.

Unable even to heal himself, it was only thanks to the law of time that had merged with him earlier that, unconsciously, he was able to slowly recover those charred parts.

“This is the situation: a few days ago, you submitted a resume to our company. We’ve done some preliminary screening, and given how closely your area of expertise matches our needs, we’d like to conduct a phone interview. Do you have time now?”

Wasn’t this the very house on Earth where he had lived with the old lady? How had he ended up here?

Li Yun paid no attention to the strange old man’s words, his eyes locked on the treasure in his hands, grinning from ear to ear.

Xiao Ziyu rarely posted street-style photos in her personal clothes, but when she did, she went all out—a nine-photo collage, each one stunning, showing off her exquisite beauty and flawless figure. The Xiao Family Army had worn themselves out arguing with Ximi’s fans these past two days—it was hopeless trying to reason with die-hard fans.

Liu Chunshan’s face was dripping with sweat, and judging by his disheveled clothes, he had clearly just experienced some sort of struggle and had been injured.

These buildings, made of brick and tile, looked utterly out of place amidst the mud and sand of the military camp.

“When do you get off work?” Qin Fen didn’t answer Gu Jingzhi’s question directly, but asked his own in return.

After all, with the Bear Clan producing a Human Emperor, it would be difficult for the Jiang family to retain their royal honor in the future; even if they developed, there would be significant disadvantages.

“What’s this? Are you making such an effort just to see me?” Suddenly, a voice sounded outside the door. Qin Fen stared in surprise, noticing that today’s house cat seemed somehow different.

Although she had plenty of time during her pregnancy to prepare a nursery, Qiao Mimi still felt that the baby’s room must have been completed long before.

“The Corpse Clan has always acted brazenly—they would never hide in the shadows. Junior brother, you must be mistaken! If there’s any evil lurking in secret, it’s more likely the Ghost Clan,” Xuantian said carelessly.

“I don’t know. Grandfather took the child away, so you don’t need to worry,” Ling Mo soothed her gently.

After Luo Fu’s comment, Luo Yan, already feeling Sun Qian’s burning gaze, couldn’t help her heart racing as she recalled seeing Sun Qian bare yesterday. Yet her expression remained unchanged.

“That’s simple—when your system was unsealed again, a spell was used to siphon off her lifeline at the same time,” the statues explained, each recalling the scene as they spoke.

As for the dueling arena, the monstrous talents who had come eagerly to watch were left stifled and frustrated. It was a complete waste of their time and soul stones—after all, entering the arena cost ten soul stones each.

Grandpa Chopsticks said, “Yes, you. The monk told you before that you have an innate spiritual root. That’s exactly right—you were born with a connection to the Buddha. If you copy the Heart Sutra of Guanyin all night without stopping, the boy attendant of Guanyin will appear to exorcise demons.”