Volume 1, Chapter 56: The Director is Panicking and Wants You Back Immediately

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The growth method of Onix involves tempering its body using the immense pressure found deep within the earth. It is said that as an Onix grows, the rock composition of its body undergoes a transformation, eventually resembling black diamond.

Sitting inside the linoleum-covered carriage, Shen Qingwu swayed gently along with the motion of the vehicle. After alighting on one of the most bustling streets in the capital, she gazed around at the teahouses, taverns, pawnshops, and workshops lining both sides of the road. Pinching her chin, she fell into deep contemplation.

She already had a plan in mind, but to execute it properly, she needed to inquire about the specific circumstances first.

As that archaic seed cracked apart, a plump, pearly-white silkworm chrysalis actually crawled out.

At the edge of the high platform, many inner-sect disciples wore ferocious expressions, feeling an endless chill radiating from the rain of armored barbs filling the sky.

Su Xian muttered to himself and began circulating the Void Cauldron Transformation technique. The long-dormant demonic qi within his body was fully mobilized, and shortly afterward, it materialized a crimson medicine cauldron before him.

Ting Shu had a vague impression, but he dared not be certain. He faintly remembered a strange vocabulary hidden deep within the recesses of his mind.

"Bang!" Qu Hu forcefully stomped his right foot onto the ground, his silver right fist carrying a fierce gale as it smashed toward Wang Jin. Wang Jin raised his right palm to meet it. "Boom——!" With a continuous, deafening roar, the entire water dungeon was illuminated in flashes of silver and red.

The news of her backlash from the stone tablet had already spread far and wide. The facade she had relied upon through self-deception was instantly shattered, leaving her stripped of both dignity and pride.

Shen Qingwu raised the corners of her lips, a warm current flowing through her heart. This man always had the ability to bring you peace of mind precisely when you were most helpless or in need of comfort. Perhaps this was also the reason why Begonia, despite being a secret agent, had somehow fallen head over heels into the net of romance.

Wang Luo put the soap into his pocket and turned to the person beside him. The people nearby should all have cell phones; asking them to help make an emergency call was a request that likely wouldn't be refused.

Regardless of the quality of the gatherings or the classmates attending, Wang Ge harbored an inexplicable sense of aversion toward such events.

"How magical! As long as Big Brother Gao is fine, that's all that matters." Wang Chong seemed to lack any strong curiosity.

Ultimately, through the joint efforts of the state and major entertainment companies overcoming numerous difficulties, the Golden Dragon Award was finally established.

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A familiar voice rang out. Hearing it, everyone turned their heads, and upon catching sight of the voice's owner, they couldn't help but grow excited.

No one fears dealing with someone who is genuinely polite to you, but everyone fears dealing with someone who is completely and relentlessly unyielding. Matchmaker Wang belonged to the latter category. Matters that others would find too embarrassing to bear were already commonplace routines for her.

It was only then that the man realized this ambulance did not belong to any nearby hospital, but was instead affiliated with the Second Xiangya Hospital, located some twenty kilometers away. He was momentarily stunned, wondering why a vehicle from the Second Xiangya Hospital would appear here, but he quickly figured it out.

Peng Damo immediately called for the costume and makeup crew to step in and touch up Sister Na's makeup, while all other stations prepared for another round of shooting.

From Ji Jing's vantage point, Chen Chenglou walking ahead—only two meters away from her—presented a tall and majestic silhouette, suddenly stirring ripples in Ji Jing's heart like the gentle waves of Houhai.

However, this astonishment lasted only for a fleeting moment before he regained his composure. He immediately deduced that the mysterious behind-the-scenes boss had likely already discovered his true identity, or at least had uncovered some clues.

Falling into the Samsara Terrace because of Liyin this time was inherently her immortal tribulation—the heavenly trial required to ascend from an Immortal Lord to a Divine Lord.

"Some people simply do not know the immensity of heaven and earth," the third concubine said, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

"Thank you for your kind intentions! I won't stay for the meal. Once I teach student Tu Ruicong a few characters, I'll be leaving," Pan Junfeng said.

Once the egg yolks were whipped until expanded in volume and lighter in color, a little oil was added—here in Dingtao, peanut oil was consumed exclusively. In this respect, it was quite similar to modern times. Naturally, regardless of ancient or modern eras, different regions utilized various types of vegetable oil; it was said that Liaodong Prefecture used soybean oil, while Jiannan Circuit favored rapeseed oil.

"But how are we supposed to explain the Vermilion Bird to those two outside?" Xuanwu asked with a worried expression. The sudden appearance of the Vermilion Bird would inevitably arouse suspicion from those two.

Thirteen felt helpless and could only roll over to Xing'er's side, letting out another series of "woof-woof" sounds, as if asking how Xing'er was feeling.

Such a greeting, such an attitude—how could it not make one feel that she was doing more than just probing to establish connections?

Yet right at that moment, I saw a tall man materialize out of thin air. His gaze radiated the cold, piercing glare of a wild beast as he walked straight up to me and drew his gun.

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It was precisely because of this mindset that his heart had long since grown numb over time.

His luck was relatively favorable; in another two years, he would encounter the Emperor's Fluid, which descended only once every sixty years. Such an opportunity was naturally not one Xu Ran would let slip.

"Xiyue, do not plead for mercy. Let him kill me; when the time comes, he will naturally be annihilated by the army of the Divine Realm," He Yunfei stubbornly insisted.

It seemed that in his heart, she was nothing more than a plaything. When he lost interest or grew disgusted, she would simply be discarded by him.

Perhaps initially, the zombie army was still far away from the City of Hope, or perhaps this crisis did not pose an immediate threat to Cheng Mo's life in the short term. Therefore, when the zombies began to stir and encircle the City of Hope, Cheng Mo merely sensed the faint arrival of danger without taking it to heart.

Lü Su asked with a hint of curiosity, "Since my husband praises Xiang Yu so highly, could it be that this Xiang Yu is just as formidable as you?"

Furthermore, entry wasn't guaranteed simply by having money; at the very least, one needed to possess a certain status and standing.

He remembered clearly that he was supposed to be executing a mandatory quest for the Falling Star Tower, having seized a brief moment during the caravan's journey to enter the spatial dimension within the black stone.

In no time, the interior of the aircraft was reduced to utter chaos, with shattered wreckage strewn everywhere amidst thick smoke that blinded the eyes.

It was much like two evenly matched opponents fighting; after testing each other's limits and realizing neither could defeat the other, they would each part ways with a few harsh parting threats just to save face.

However, because Miao Jincheng had flown into a rage, coupled with the driving influence of the lingering aphrodisiac within her body, she could now only remember that she had been framed and plotted against by Lan Qingxuan. She had completely forgotten where she was and was entirely deaf to the Empress's words.

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