Chapter 103: Actually, Her Stamina Was Quite Good Too

Soldiers don’t believe in these superstitions, but those who go into battle—knowing their heads are on the line—who wouldn’t want to come back alive?

Han Yongsheng slammed the table. “Who is this person? I think they should be severely punished.”

Li Fengying was furious as well. “Punished for what? I think the farm’s leadership should be punished. He’s a labor camp convict, yet he’s wandering around freely. If you didn’t know better, you’d think he was a sent-down youth!”

Han Yongsheng said, “Old Gu, from Honggang Farm...”

They all understood just how powerful the force on that iron rod was. Their hearts tightened as they worried about that unfamiliar young member of their clan.

“So you mean there’s a mechanical radar inside the shelter that can detect approaching martial artists, and then it directs these infected creatures to attack them?” Zhou Yu asked, somewhat puzzled. Yet after asking, he couldn’t help but believe it.

Making one request is acceptable; making a second one, however, means everything is lost. How utterly incompetent must one be to rely on their master’s help at every turn?

Sure enough, these ten void whirlpools likely represent pathways through the void—where they lead, no one knows.

But the Dragon Envoy’s will is divine; no sealed aura could possibly overcome it.

Previously, the presence of monsters and several powerful soldiers kept the star beasts in hiding. With the monsters slain and the strong soldiers withdrawing, Xiao Nu, stranded in the most perilous central area, became the coveted target of countless high-level star beasts.

The Confucian disciple beside him had yet to emerge. He had been following the old man all along. His name was Zi Tu; over thirty years old, utterly without cultivation, yet no one could ignore the sword he gripped in his fingers.

But unable to fathom the reasoning, the guards ceased their speculation. Mo Liu’s affairs were simply beyond their concern.

The Gate of Darkness shot forward, blocking the path of the rocky giant. Golden City, an ancient remnant of the Celestial Realm, was crucial to Apophis’s survival and could not be allowed to fall into Li Yunchen’s hands.

The encouragement from Miaoyin Manor, the cheers from Wuyang Temple, and the applause from the Eight Provinces sects still echoed in Mi Dou’s ears. Yet Mi Dou had already forgotten those voices; his gaze was fixed solely on He Mingxin of Tianfang opposite him.

After finishing breakfast, Ling Xi was about to head to the practice room to supervise Xie Mingjiao and Xu Xing’s dance rehearsal—after all, today was the final day—when her phone rang.

Being an elder, if Feng Lanyan openly acted against the Lü family, it would lack justification. Hence, he could only covertly help the Su family gather evidence, having already undermined Lü Shengbin this morning.

The uneven trees, rough yet delicate, were arranged with an artistic touch. Moss covered many trunks, and light filtering through overlapping shadows cast dappled patterns on the ground, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of twilight’s artistic beauty in the forest.

First, we must categorize stock patterns into three types: those in sideways consolidation, those in an upward or downward trend, and those at top or bottom positions.

Her sudden departure also caught the attention of the madams’ group. Madam Qin and Madam Xu both glanced in that direction.

One must understand, the Yuan Guo fruit is a rare treasure of heaven and earth. Though highly poisonous, if used properly, it can not only boost cultivation but also significantly extend one’s lifespan.

The swordsman accepted the mission almost without hesitation. After all, the player’s principle was to accept all tasks first and worry later. Besides, their original mission here was to eliminate the lich Lorren Goss—there was no reason to refuse.

Isn’t this already the best? She is the finest woman he has ever met in his life.

Chuchu repeated softly, wiping her tears with a finger. Su Gucheng hurriedly offered a tissue with care.

Hearing her coworkers speak this way, Ling Xi’s frown deepened. Although there were several machines at work, progress was slow. At this rate, even if the people inside weren’t crushed by falling stones, they would suffocate from lack of oxygen.