Chapter 115: Probing

The next day, Lu Jianwei went to school and was called into the office by Zhang Chengpu. "Teacher Lu, a notice has come down from above. There will be a physics competition held in Yancheng next May. Before that, the city will likely hold a selection contest. Do you think our school should participate?"

"Of course we should. This is a good opportunity. The school may not care much about the honor, but since it concerns the students' futures, we as teachers must take it seriously. Besides, there are a few promising students in the ninth grade—I think they are capable."

"Don't worry, I will come to see you, but not now," Mu Yunqing said softly. She would visit him once the new world was created. Even if it ended in failure, she would no longer flee as she did eighty thousand years ago.

Qiao Weiya suddenly withdrew her gaze. "Who said I was looking? So conceited." After saying this, Qiao Yajuan turned her head to look outside, refusing to admit that she had just been staring at him, lost in thought.

Although earlier she claimed not to envy Di Ren, in truth, his strength was undeniably greater than hers.

Pan Lin said nothing, but Qiu Hong’s face was full of shock. If before he had only guessed, now he was absolutely certain: this girl truly knew something was about to happen. With this in mind, his eyes on Lan Fei resembled those gazing upon a living deity. If it weren’t for the fact they were on a public street, he probably would have knelt down on both knees.

The Saint Spirit of the Divine Lord had vanished. Truly, taking advantage of his weakness, neither Huang Wuye nor Huang Jiuyuan were willing to miss this opportunity.

Fei Mo lightly parted his lips and truthfully recounted all recent events related to blood types to Yun Zichen.

Chu Luo was furious as she thought to herself, finding Gu Xicheng’s QQ account, blocking him outright, and then sending a message informing him he had been blocked.

Yin Yuer’s complexion was pale. Since when did Luo Yunxi know so much about the situation here?

Suddenly, Su Nuan lifted her head and stared fiercely at him, her eyes seeming to want to pierce him through.

The Northern Song army crushed the main forces of the Western Xia and advanced into Helan Mountain. Western Xia generals Weiming Amai and Meile Dou, leading tens of thousands of troops, split into two routes intending to ambush the Song army.

Emergency edicts from the patrol commissioner were typically reserved for the direst situations; otherwise, the Demon Suppression Division would not be activated.

Ai Haibara frowned with concern as she looked at Conan, who was deeply engrossed in a treasure-hunting puzzle game, finding him both childish and carefree.

Xiao Zhen sighed heavily. Some lies, after being told repeatedly, might even fool themselves.

"Eat slowly, don’t choke," Mu Wanqing said with a smile upon hearing Chu Ming praise her cooking, feeling even happier inside.

When he first saw those two memorials, there was a fleeting moment when he felt his throne was under threat. Truly, just for an instant, the feeling was overwhelmingly strong.

The Violet Cloud Spirit Liquid at Lin Yuan’s meridians transformed into a fiery legion of hundreds, leaving no life behind wherever it passed.

The Hengduan Mountain Range, stretching thousands of miles, was not only the haunt of demons and monsters but also the hidden headquarters of evil cultivators within the mountains.

"What a pity, I should have recorded your two confessions just now," Yuanzi said regretfully, shaking his head.

Seeing Tuoba Qian trembling as she waited there, he stepped forward and draped a cloak over her shoulders.

His back struck the wall behind him squarely as he looked at Feng Wu with a wary expression.

She had always remembered Hu Ma, the vegetable vendor in town, telling her about the eggs. If it weren’t for her elder brother’s sudden incident, she would have tried to sell fifty or sixty eggs in the last month. But now, it wasn’t too late.

Old Master Wan no longer displayed the arrogance he had shown in the hospital; he politely accepted the tea and drank it. The atmosphere in the hall was relatively harmonious.

After searching for him for a long time, she unexpectedly found him outside the coffee shop where they often met. Was this a sign that he couldn’t let her go?

At night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, my mind filled with Sheng Hui’s image. I tried to force myself not to think of him, but the harder I tried, the more I thought of him.