Volume One, Chapter 27: Forcing the Melon, Quenching the Thirst

The government made a temporary decision to hold a three-day public memorial. For these three days, the entire nation flew flags at half-mast, as if the whole Chenyang Galaxy had been plunged into grief.

The arrow approached with a piercing whistle, stirring up a trail of dust like a flying dragon that hugged the ground, leaving a deep furrow in its wake. Judging by the sheer force, its destructive power was on par with that of Lu Tianming.

Ao Nantian asked only this one question, yet he did not mention a single word about what conditions the Evil Dragon Emperor might have proposed. It was evident that, in Ao Nantian's heart, the hundred things proposed by the Evil Dragon Emperor were simply irresistible.

On the most distant third planet, this massive gas giant possessed two distinct layers of dust and satellite rings, appearing quiet and beautiful in the vastness of space.

"Tang Tianzun is right; we have no choice but to wait. As long as we can save our lives, what does it matter if we hide here for a few years or even decades?" Daoist Jinguang nodded in agreement.

Five times the amount meant thirty million. However, for Liu Mang, thirty million was hardly money at all; for him, pulling out thirty million was easier than an ordinary family scraping together three thousand.

Dongfang Hengqing's hands looked as if they had been meticulously groomed; the smooth nails were slightly pointed and rounded, and the pale, delicate skin carried a faint scent of powder.

Upon hearing this, Ji Xuanmei’s mouth fell open, her beautiful eyes widening until they were filled with disbelief.

The only slight regret was that Bai Chen had only mastered the "Eagle Striking the Sky" for less than three months. His grasp of timing and control over soul power were still far from refined; otherwise, Helian Nuo might have been severely wounded by that strike, losing the strength to continue the battle entirely.

White-Hair couldn't believe his eyes. His boss, who had always been indifferent to life and death, was actually afraid. An inexplicable chill surged from the depths of his heart; he knew that whatever his boss was about to say would be truly shocking.

This was the first time Yan Fei had seen his mentor use a weapon. Usually, the old man would just flick his fingers, and everything would be settled. He never expected the old man to keep secrets like this. Besides, a staff with such an impressive name must be worth a fortune.

Chu Tianxiong left the house and hurried away in his car. Song Yujia stood by the window, watching the departing vehicle with concern, her heart hanging in the balance.

She certainly did not want Ling Yuechu to be with Ruosheng, which was why she had come up with such a plan. However, she had not expected Ling Yuechu's reaction to be so extreme, to the point where they could no longer even be friends.

There is nothing much to say about the backpack; it is simply a place to store items. The shop is divided into four categories: food, daily necessities, weapons and skills, and seeds.

Chen Xi looked at Lu Qingyu with a hint of apology. Lu Qingyu shrugged, signaling that she should handle it herself.

Not to mention the low-lying shrubs with red leaves and green flowers, the mere sight of the winding, serrated grass beneath their feet made the forest appear somewhat eerie. Coupled with the profound silence among the trees, it was truly difficult for anyone to feel at ease.

Had the car simply evaporated? Yang Guo'an pondered carefully. He knew that panicking at a time like this was useless. It was just like when you put something down, turned around, and it was gone. You couldn't find it no matter how you looked, even if your eyes saw it or your hand held it. What was it that had caused a mental block?

During missions, the team leader is called "Head," and the other members are ranked by number according to their strength. The one known as 03 was second in strength only to Yang Lei.

But what drew even more attention was the dark side of the new generation of warriors, as well as the dark side of Zero.

Long Ma lay on the large bed in Lu Mingfei's private room, kicking her bare feet happily, laughing as her twin tails swayed behind her head.

"Damn! Such huge rats!" When Lu Mingfei and the others arrived at the bunker where their class was resting, they discovered several abnormally large rats. Everyone was shocked. These rats had matted fur, and their eyes glowed with a green light in the dim surroundings, appearing exceptionally terrifying.

Given the current situation, they had no choice but to follow the scent of the Phantom Beast to the next dimensional universe.

Lin Qianqian, who had just been hugging Jiang Muyan's arm a moment ago, changed her expression instantly, hiding in her bedroom and tearing her pillow to shreds.

One could tell that making Wuding dumplings was a tedious process, as it required heating oil, stir-frying, stewing, and preparing a rich broth in advance.

The recipe for Jujube Paste Yam Cake is not complicated; one only needs to ensure that the ingredients are fresh. The requirements for heat control and technique are not high. The jujube paste filling can be the same as that used in glutinous rice cakes, while the outer skin is made by steaming yams, mashing them into a paste, and mixing them with white sugar and glutinous rice flour.

She once believed that Qin Huai had truly gone to the trouble of recreating the golden-ratio siu mai from the anime using four different fillings. She was moved to tears and gave all her saved pocket money to Qin Huai as payment for his hard work.

Zhao Rong used three consecutive idioms to summarize her thoughts; it was clear that those two months of eating buckwheat steamed buns had left her with psychological trauma.

The label above "Chu Zihang's" head finally shifted from the extremely dangerous red to a non-hostile white.

Realizing this, many let out helpless sighs, closed their eyes, and prepared to meet their end.

Qin Hu was dazed as he sat up, feeling a chill on his body. Outside, a strong wind was howling, and he felt a sudden sense of bewilderment.

No one dared to speculate on the background of this mysterious challenger.

The only thing that puzzled Gu Huai'an was that when choosing an electric scooter, Pei Jingshu insisted that he shouldn't ride it himself, but rather that he should carry her.