Chapter 36: A Miracle Reborn!

Qi Hui contacted the head of the television station building and instructed Wu Liang to fire all the staff members of the program team who had been shirking their duties and caused the sudden accident.

He stated that if Jin Yiyi’s condition was serious, her side had the right to involve the police.

He would not be intervening further in that matter.

Having vented his frustration, Qi Hui felt much more at ease. Remembering that Mu You was still watching from the side, he hurriedly looked down.

"You, You-bao... did Uncle scare you just now? Actually, I—"

Accompanying this, an indescribable aura of pressure permeated the air. The Sage’s expression changed instantly; forced back by an invisible power, he stumbled backward. The others were affected as well, though they fared slightly better than the Sage.

However, the most sought-after individual in the entire base was naturally Chen Zheng, who was young, possessed an incredible physique, held overwhelming combat power, and carried the subtle authority of someone in a high position.

"My apologies, but you don't understand the technology of magic. While your technology is sophisticated, we wouldn't dare use it even if you gave it to us. After weighing the pros and cons, I think it’s better to finish you off and hand your remains over to the research department for study!" said Bai He.

"Understood!" the Lieutenant General replied hastily. With a wave of his hand, countless points of light appeared on the previously pristine screen—red and blue dots divided into two large groups, representing the opposing sides.

"Goodnight!" Lin Yuefan waved to Jiang Nan, closed the door for her, and turned to leave.

Liu Shijie was a man who valued his reputation highly. Although he did not want to offend the two warriors, he found it difficult to lose face in front of so many of his subordinates.

"Holy Master, leave this matter to your subordinate!" Huang Yulang struck his chest with a resonant thud, his face full of confidence.

A flash of inspiration struck Mu Tian’s mind. The Ten Heavenly Breaking Styles were created by these ten phantom projections; they must have infused a portion of their own consciousness and soul into them, otherwise, it would have been impossible for the phantoms to demonstrate the moves for him.

Once the car came to a steady stop, Jiang Nan did not wait for the driver to open the door; she opened it herself and jumped out. From afar, she could see Nangong Boyi, Hua Ziye, Su Molun, and Lin Yuefan gathered together, chatting and laughing.

Thinking back, this guy’s cultivation level hadn't even been as high as hers, yet she never expected that in just a few short years, he would have grown to such a degree! Tang Yan felt a twinge of melancholy in her heart; she realized that the distance between them was growing ever wider.

"Cozy and intimate, lingering and affectionate—I bet they won't sleep a wink all night," Lin Peng said excitedly.

"I will go arrange it immediately. The students from the Yantai Naval Academy will be transferring over soon. It’s a pity about the warships at the school," Sa Zhenbing replied.

This was no lie. He saw nothing in Peng Mo; even a newborn could usually reveal a hint of their past life's remnants or some slight destiny for this life.

Liu Xiaoling widened her eyes, carefully observing his expression. Finding nothing unusual, she hurriedly picked up her chopsticks and put a piece into her mouth. Before she could even chew it a few times, she rushed to the bathroom and began to retch uncontrollably into the toilet bowl.

"Additionally, Chen Tingjia called to say the non-commissioned officer training school has been set up at the Rizhao militia barracks and is ready to open at any time," Sun Weiguo said.

The galloping bull suddenly transformed into a bear, and international rubber prices plummeted. A chorus of bear-like howls erupted in the London rubber market, causing the Shanghai stock market, which was heavily reliant on the rubber sector and tied to the London market, to collapse entirely. The investors of the Great Qing Dynasty had just caught a glimpse of the immense benefits of global integration, only to begin swallowing its bitter fruit.

"Feeble beyond words. Kill them!" the tiger-man at the ninth level of Qi Refining grunted. He extended his sharp claws, carving several brilliant golden lights into the air. The golden traces transformed in the wind into fangs inscribed with golden characters, charging rapidly toward Yi Chongyuan and the other Winged People.

As soon as this sound emerged, the expressions of the gathered powerhouses changed abruptly. Looking up, they saw a mass of demonic energy rushing in from a corner of the sky, and the next moment, Yun Feng’s colossal golden finger shattered with a thunderous crash!