Volume 1, Chapter 39: Forced Matchmaking

Zhang San felt it was about time. Seeing Shi Bao throw a straight punch toward his abdomen, he immediately employed a redirection technique, pulling his stomach inward and then unleashing a vibrating force that sent Shi Bao reeling backward.

Song Fei coughed, secretly startled. He had heard a thing or two about Gu Long, the eldest young master of the Gu family.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, hand over your money and clothes! Otherwise, I wouldn't mind shedding some of your blood!" a piece of human trash holding a dagger threatened fiercely, glaring at Guang.

Zhang San answered earnestly, "Your Majesty, although many people in our Great Song can read, literacy usually runs in families—either the father, sons, uncles, and brothers all know how to read, or none of them do. Furthermore, our newspaper has eight pages that can be split into two large sheets. As we add more reporters and cover more news in the future, it might expand to twelve or even sixteen pages."

"Finally recovered. My internal energy seems to have improved a bit as well. Now, after I save those people, I should be able to retreat unscathed." Rolling his eyes upward, Hao Yu muttered to himself.

Additionally, Mu Sheng discovered that the rule-based incantations would provide feedback in the form of mysterious sensations, which were stored directly within his sea of consciousness. He could feel them every time he entered a state of deep meditation.

What he feared most was seeing his beloved dream girl nestled in someone else's arms once again.

In truth, Mu Sheng understood clearly that the Purple Rat had only shared his own perspective after so much conversation because he had grasped the implication behind what Mu Sheng had just said—that the idea had already been proposed but rejected.

Once surrounded, Mu Sheng planned to unleash the fire-attribute Law of Solar True Fire. This law was capable of indiscriminate area-of-effect attacks, making it best suited for dealing with multiple opponents at once.

The selection of shop locations was handled by Qian Jin and his team; Zhang San did not participate much, only providing him with a few basic principles. Of course, while some sites were not optimally chosen, it only resulted in lower profits rather than actual losses.

Lian immediately grew angry. A stranger? No matter what, when Pichu and your sorry self fell into the river, it was yours truly who jumped in without hesitation to save you both. And now you call me a stranger?

I looked around the Ren family home and saw nothing but paddy fields. The nearest neighbor lived several hundred meters away in another plot of land.

Compared to others who earned this money either to scrape a living or to get rich and live in luxury, the Manichaeans were different. They were in the business of rebellion and head-chopping trades, so when it came to sheer desperation and recklessness, no one dared to compete with them.

At that moment, the sound Bian Yuanhang dreaded most rang in his ears once again.

As the Weibo post dropped into the local trending topics for the Shanghai area, more and more netizens began to repost and comment. Clear, frontal photos of Song Guyan and Dounaifen were captured by observant passengers.

He Qiyan insisted on seeing them off. Seeing that there was no dissuading him, Mother Xiao had no choice but to go downstairs with him.

Its cheeks had two red electric pouches. Its tail was shaped like a jagged bolt of lightning, and there was a patch of brown fur where it joined its body.

Tian Ming’s condition did not look much better; in fact, it appeared even worse. The young man's body he had possessed now had hands that were a bloody mess, his arms stained red with blood. Judging by the situation, that blood was flowing from the very body he was currently using.

The base of a hot pot is actually quite sophisticated. The broth, created from a blend of spices, produces an incredibly enticing, savory aroma—which is why people want to keep eating it even when it is unbearably spicy.

The fan club account replied to many messages. The administrator wrote: "Xiao Xiao, I am so happy to see your greeting. I was the first person to set up this fan club account. I just finished work today and only now saw your message."

I struggled hard, hoping to at least let out a warning to alert Imhotep that there was danger in the room. But in the blink of an eye, the sound of footsteps reached my side. Andos’s sword flashed in the darkness, stabbing forward with swift, silent precision.

The scenes alone included a boudoir, a restroom, a dining room, a bathhouse, a palace garden, servant quarters, temples, and churches, totaling over a dozen locations.

Xiao Tianyang couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise. He had to admit that the heavens seemed to show him special favor, creating surprises for him from time to time.

He gave a light knock on the door, and a "Come in" echoed from within. He Manzi gently pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Because Zhou Ming had discovered a brand-new method to cleanly and thoroughly solve the problem of magical purification.

"No way, you can't be serious, that's impossible, there’s no way, are you kidding me!" Seeing the strange look on Long Ling'er's face, Chen Yu was instantly gripped by terror.

Both sides cursed each other as they fought, unable to hear a word of what the political commissars were saying. They kept on fighting, neither side willing to stop.

Under these social conditions, it was no wonder the media was shouting that we had entered the holographic era.

Just as we turned a long corridor, my gaze flickered, my foot slipped, and I fell sideways against the wall.

Every move and word of the officials present would influence the work and lives of all the people in Jinghu.

It could be said that these past few days had completely overturned Li Zheng's worldview. His fear of Jiang Feng had turned directly into conviction.

His brow darkened instantly. These people were used to being lazy, and now that they were actually needed, they all found various excuses to escape.

Previously, Jiang Yue'er had felt some gratitude toward this person, but upon discovering it was Jiang Feng, her expression immediately turned cold. She exerted sudden force, shaking off the arm Jiang Feng had wrapped around her waist.

Lu Tian gave a chuckle, feeling much more at ease. As long as he left Earth within a hundred years, this Sky-Swallowing Wolf would no longer be a threat to the planet.