Chapter 38: Number One St. Laire Street (4)

"Hurry up. Did you get it?" Seeing Su Ninglong hesitate to touch the telescope, Xiao Liu pressed the tip of his blade against her back, urging, "You don't want to help me."

"Help, of course I'll help." After all, there was a knife at her back!

If Su Ninglong had the height she possessed in the simulator, she would have long since kicked Xiao Liu into a permanent state of disability.

She raised her palm, igniting it with spirit fire, and swept it over the body of the telescope.

The telescope suddenly shook violently. A cross-shaped pupil cracked open on its metallic casing, and the area around the iris was densely packed with tiny, maggot-like tentacles.

When all is said and done, it comes down to a matter of productivity—the society of this era cannot sustain one percent of its total population of young, able-bodied men being out of the workforce for long. The reality is that cold; even in a world where magic exists, one must ultimately abide by fundamental laws.

The entire clearing trembled slightly, and the fierce winds generated by the explosion scattered in all directions. Song Zheng shielded himself with his arms, his sleeves instantly torn to shreds by the gale, and several red welts immediately appeared on his arms.

To be honest, in terms of appearance alone, Lin Ruoxue and Anier were neck and neck, equally matched, with Lin Ruoxue perhaps even having a slight edge.

"What do you mean? I think you know the situation in Yongzhou better than I do right now. Didn't you just get back from a tour of the prison? Do you think those people are just playing games with you and it will all just blow over?" Huangfu Zhuangyan finally spoke her mind.

Elder Shao looked at the glass fragments. They were transparent, and from their shape, one could basically infer that they came from an ordinary household water glass. Judging by the intrinsic quality, the glass was of common material, and its price was naturally inexpensive.

I was just about to ask in detail what those things inside were when Su Qingqing and Zhou Tong walked back from a distance. I was curious what Su Qingqing would need Zhou Tong's help with in a place like this, and as I looked on in confusion, I saw Zhou Tong walking back with a flushed face.

"Damn it, that bastard Xiao Xie is a freak himself, and he's trained such a bunch of freaks under him. They actually use their heads to ram—are they bulls? But damn it, they don't even have horns, hell!" Jin Buque scrambled up, cursing. His chest was in excruciating pain; even if his sternum wasn't broken, it was definitely cracked.

The royal chef took over the kitchen, personally preparing alternative meals for Daenerys and the Unsullied, while the physician, having failed to save the victims, was left to lead the investigation into the poisoning.

Wang Kedan immediately poured out all the pills, stuffing several into her own mouth and shoving the rest into Yang Fan's mouth all at once.

"Hexi is not here; it is useless for you to look for her. Since it was your Silver Blade that killed someone very important to me, you shall accompany them in death. Blow him and all of Hua Ye's subordinates into smithereens—Yan, you are to execute this," the Holy Keisha said to Angel Yan.

Even though the distance between the two sides was now less than two thousand meters, those dull, rhythmic footsteps hit the hearts of everyone in Rogue Town like peals of thunder.

Possessing his own inner strength, the support of the Old Green-Robed Monster externally, and the favors he had been continuously cultivating during these days—this was the greatest foundation for Jiang Ping's confidence in meeting with various factions.

The door to the private room was pushed open. Bai Yinyin, who had been crying until she nearly fainted just moments ago, returned with her mother, Liu Man, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Why had this happened? How could Sister Mu have ended up in this state? A series of questions left everyone caught off guard; what to do about this matter became the primary concern for most.

"No way! Even if they want to hunt me down, they wouldn't send such elderly battle spirit warriors, would they?" Karl stared, dumbfounded, at this strange group.

"Audacious! How dare you block the path of His Highness, the Night King." Seeing that these people were not there with good intentions, the guards beside Xia Yeteng immediately drew their blades to protect their master.

Relying on this variety show, Director Wang had officially stepped into the ranks of gold-medal directors in the Chinese entertainment industry. Now, which celebrity wouldn't offer him enthusiastic flattery upon seeing him?