Volume One, Chapter 47: Anyone Can Cook Anyone Else’s Food

At the end of the workday, the squad leader came over to inspect the fields. Seeing that most of the work was completed, he announced that the next day’s worksite would be moved to the sandy soil near the mountain.

The peanuts had ripened, marking an early start to the autumn harvest.

Sasaki Nozomi and his group of twelve were ordered to infiltrate the ranks of monks and Taoist priests to act as a ritual team, with the goal of throwing sound grenades to signal the planes overhead where to bomb.

Ye Chen had no leisure to pay attention to him at this moment; he was fully focused on refining a drop of dragon’s blood, which contained immense energy. He felt as if his body might burst from the overwhelming force within.

Su Qinghan’s lips curled into a faint smile as he locked eyes with Xu Xiao. “True feelings are not swayed by outsiders—unless you are not up to it.” After speaking, Su Qinghan rose. He still needed to check the tent, after all, it was Xu Xiao who had set it up, and he felt a bit uneasy.

Having just been defeated, Uncle Wu felt too embarrassed to face Zhao Tiezhu and hurried back to his quarters to hide, so as not to be mercilessly criticized by the Sun family members again.

At this point, Aunt Zhang gave a dry laugh and suddenly grabbed Lin Yao, whispering something into her ear.

“There are only two possibilities: he either jumped and his body lies at the bottom of the cliff, or he’s alive and has safely left!” Ah Jiu’s eyes suddenly gleamed.

Zhou Weiwei blinked and smiled sweetly, leaning closer. “I didn’t come to see you about my uncle’s matter. I actually want to ask you about some food incompatibility issues.”

Ye Youyao called to everyone, saying they should rest well before continuing their journey, but Su Jinxi stopped him.

“In the Heavenly Domain, I can’t find a single opponent who can withstand even one of my strikes...” Emperor Tian arrived in the Heavenly Domain but encountered no worthy attacks.

Striking a textbook return posture, Sanada rapidly swung his racket, but failed to return Kiriwara’s shot; instead, the racket flew out of his hand.

Regarding the triple-body technique with its staggering 999-level skill cap, Lin Yi ultimately decided to use just ten proficiency cards to raise it to level 101. Such a high level was more than sufficient for him now.

Zhang Sitong’s hand was already extended, but Zheng Rong completely ignored him and boarded the train, immediately closing the door behind him.

“Stop babbling nonsense and tell me—what exactly is your purpose?” Crocodile’s face shifted colors like a chameleon as he ground his teeth, utterly disbelieving Mu Feng’s answer.

“Chelsea!” the middle-aged man called out. Although Chelsea was puzzled, she quietly moved to the side. She didn’t understand why an imperial general and a senior revolutionary commander would summon her to their conversation.

Sun Yizhou matched his exaggerated expression perfectly, reminiscent of a 1990s Hong Kong or Taiwanese film; at that moment, these were exactly the words he wanted to say most.

Seeing the treacherous butler still trying to argue, Lin Suying stomped her foot anxiously. After hearing the butler’s sly words, the others nodded in agreement. Lin Suying grew even more worried but found herself powerless to intervene.

Approaching Bellamy, Qingjiao naturally sensed his disdainful expression. Having weathered countless hardships and experienced the world’s complexities, if Qingjiao couldn’t read Bellamy now, he wasn’t truly the supreme leader of the Eight Treasures Navy.

“Ye Chen, thank you!” Friday said to Ye Chen before drinking the wine in his cup in one gulp.

This place is quite normal too. Don’t be fooled by Japan’s outward appearance; there’s much you don’t know and understand.