Chapter 132: Follow Her, and You’ll Eat Well

Xiao Jinhua spoke with Gu Huaizheng over the phone, recounting how he had sent Zhu Tingting to a psychiatric hospital that morning. In the call, he expressed his bewilderment, "Can you believe what she said? She actually claimed that we are all characters she wrote in a book, and that our joys and sorrows were all created by her. Goodness, it was truly hair-raising to hear; that woman is definitely not in her right mind!"

Gu Huaizheng replied, "What book? We are characters in her book? What kind of bizarre talk is that?"

But now, the favorable impression he once held had vanished entirely. Whenever something touched upon Liu Zheng, Yu Qingling would feel a sense of trepidation, sensing that the situation was far from simple.

The company was back to business as usual, though there wasn't much work to be done. Among the artists, Cao Lu was arguably the busiest.

He gritted his teeth, spat out a final harsh remark, and without even returning to the middle courtyard, he employed his light-foot skills and fled the scene at lightning speed.

Regarding this matter, Yang Yunhui had originally felt a sense of guilt. But after being provoked by this fellow named Yuan Gang, that remorse vanished into thin air.

He walked down the corridor step by hesitant step. The entire hallway echoed with his own footsteps, making the atmosphere even more eerie.

Because Dantalion, the leader of the Shadow Web organization, loved sitting on his throne, the resting chairs in the hollow cube had been crafted to be identical to the throne in the main base.

"Master, it’s almost Christmas. Did you buy Yao Mengzhu a gift worth tens of thousands?" Liu Zhen grabbed Chen Lin by the shoulders and leaned in to ask.

In the end, he chose a burly, muscular Orc elder who looked nothing like a delicate healer.

Mu Yanzu suddenly snapped to his senses, squeezed his eyes shut to prevent them from opening, and quickly held his breath.

The tiger beneath him had already fainted. As for the scarred man who had taken the brunt of his kick, Chen Lin paid him no mind, though whether that man would be able to eat prison food again remained a mystery.

Upon hearing this, Taoist Qingyun’s expression didn't change significantly, but he chose to remain silent. During the duration of his silence, Lu Feng grew incredibly nervous.

Some of them even seemed to have more than an eight-pack of abs; they were bursting with power, exuding an overwhelming sense of masculine energy and sexual tension.

In reality, Wei Jiaming, who was being fretted over by Wei Jiaxing, was standing at the main gate of the First District base, continuously boasting to the gatekeeper—a supernatural being—about how excellent and powerful her spatial abilities were and how vast her supplies were, hoping to secure a place within the First District base.

"Go back to your room. I’ll look after Li Yichen tonight," Li Wangting said, carrying Li Yichen into the room.

If she could become the president of the Haining Group, her status in the Xia family would rise accordingly. At that point, she could easily assist Chen Fan.

In all his years of recruiting students, this was the first time anyone had asked such a question. Who didn't take pride in being admitted to Ernst, let alone ask for a scholarship?

Linley handed the red envelope directly to his father. Hogg paused for a moment, then snatched the letter, tore it open, and held his breath as he carefully read the admission notice inside.

His family doted on him and never mentioned his lack of a father, but he knew he was the only man in the house. If he cried, Gu Yan would be sad.

No wonder they always returned with such a rich harvest. Aside from good luck and a sharp eye, their combat skills were practically cinematic.

She lost her momentum and stumbled back two or three steps. As she fell to the ground, she instinctively grabbed the object that had tripped her.

Once the system finished speaking, a stream of information flowed into Gu Ming's mind. After a brief moment of shock, he closed his eyes and began to digest the data—these were all methods for cultivating physical and mental strength.

Thinking back, Ambrosius, who commanded the Magic Region and its territories, must have been a grandmaster of golems. His mother clearly learned the relevant knowledge from him to create her golem legion.

After the sound faded and the frame disappeared, Gu Ming found himself back on the ground, with the surrounding villagers staring at him in bewilderment.

Although Avina lacked experience in being a god, she was, after all, an old bird who had lived for many thousands of years, and she still possessed the means to deceive others.

Chu Chu vaguely heard someone calling her. She looked up and saw the three people running toward her, freezing instantly. Her face, marked by sunburn, was filled with excitement; she was already a stutterer, and now she found it even harder to speak.

Then, he opened the safe under the counter, placed the box inside, and took out two stacks of US dollars that still smelled of ink.

A middle-aged man sat upright on the sofa, sipping rich tea, while a man in his twenties walked over and sat opposite him.

Although Ellis was indeed startled by Lily’s deep red cheeks when she first lifted her mask, he quickly regained his composure.

"What should I do... what else can I do..." Shiraishi Mai kept asking herself, but the thought of giving up never crossed her mind.

The Thousand Islands Principality and Avalon were eyeing them covetously. Without the "Space-Time Distortion," they had no confidence to fight against a demigod. He hoped the upcoming sacrifice would yield a harvest that satisfied him.

"I heard it too. I also heard that the God Clan’s leader was so angry his face was trembling," the long-haired student replied, looking startled.

Beyond dealing 1217 points of damage to the boss, the Undead Zombie was also affected by the Thunder Strike, its body flickering with residual electrical energy. The numbed Millennium Zombie King stood frozen, clearly incapacitated.

At the same time, Tiansheng was wondering in his mind what could have happened to cause such immense destruction—a force his full defensive efforts and the Nine-Fold Treasure Armor combined could not withstand.

"Madam, is this what Uncle Mo called the 'Loyal and Brave Prince's Mansion'?" Looking at the gate opposite them, Lü Xiang'er was very surprised. Regardless of his status, Li Xingzhou was a prince; his mansion was far too shabby.

What concerned Lü Xiang'er and her companions most was that, after some grooming, Lü Erniang looked seventy percent like Lü Xiang'er. One could only imagine how alluring Lü Xiang'er, who was even more beautiful than Lü Erniang, must have been at that age.

"Yes!" Tiansheng didn't want to fight anymore; even if he did, he couldn't beat the man. Rather than wasting his energy, it was better to seize the time and see if he could find out the whereabouts of Qingsi.

Description: Lawful Good, Ghost Swordsman Shadow Demon. The only NPC in the Mo God Continent capable of traversing the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity. Possessing a half-human, half-ghost body, he holds great spiritual power and a kind heart, guarding the residents of the mountains.