Chapter 69 Your Cat is an Idiot

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As the supplies promised by the US military drew near, Chen Ning, Yang Desheng, and others plunged deep into the Ten Thousand Great Mountains to inspect the preliminary preparations for the arsenal.

"What? Are you out of your mind? If you let the company's shareholders know that Fei Tianming has been deceiving them, what kind of future will your Fei family have left?" Peter asked in utter confusion.

At that moment, Gao Yifeng secretly admired himself, feeling that he truly was a great talent. He had actually managed to exchange some discarded scrap materials for ten low-grade soul stones. With such intelligence of his, even if he could never become a powerhouse, he would still be able to make a great name for himself in this Netherworld.

"Earthlings have utilized relatively primitive large-scale computers and advanced network systems to build a remarkably lifelike virtual model of the Star-Breaker, and they are currently researching new models capable of countering it," Guang Yexun said in a deep voice.

At this thought, he felt that this trip was entirely redundant and wanted to stand up and bid farewell, but then he recalled the earnest and sincere words of the Zhou family.

Contemplating her current reflection, she wished she could immediately tear apart Peng Mo's exquisitely beautiful face. With this thought in mind, her feet carried her straight toward her.

Before Shi Yan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old man. Hearing the old man's words, Shi Yan had no choice but to respectfully walk up and take a seat.

"Very well, I will leave them here to assist you, but as for that destroyer..." Tirpitz said after a brief moment of thought.

"Thank God." Carlos let out a long sigh of relief, his entire body relaxing as he lay flat on the bed once again.

"We will split up. You go pretend to assassinate the fourth young master, and I will steal the Yuwei Phoenix Carving," said the burly, masked leader. "No, you go. You look more like an assassin." Taking advantage of the burly man's momentary distraction, he immediately began casting an illusion spell.

He casually found an excuse to leave, which was not difficult as everyone was completely absorbed in the endless possibilities of concrete, each busy with their own tasks.

The Golden Crow looked toward the traitor; the chunk of flesh torn from its chest was concealed by the three cute pets it was cradling, rendering the wound invisible.

Later on, with the popularization of compulsory education enforced by the state, even the Ban Sect, isolated like a paradise outside the world, had to submit to the unified administration of Wanyuan City.

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Moreover, they didn't look wild at all; they were even thicker and longer than the yams cultivated by modern methods.

Though there was no heavy snowfall, the overnight snow was more than enough to cover the footprints left by the Yin spirits last night. Bai Hua's worries from the previous night instantly vanished. Overjoyed, he ran back to his bed and burrowed straight beneath the covers.

Before the word "scoundrel" could be uttered, her ice-cold lips were covered by a pair of scorching ones.

He simply loved her, and giving her things was completely voluntary on his part—he was happy to do it. Was it really so wrong that he had never expected anything in return?

Fortunately, she had run into him. If it had been anyone else, upon seeing such a large and intimidating mob, who would dare to meddle so casually in such idle business?

Just as I was lost in these thoughts, Third Brother had already picked up the "Drunken Dream" and took a sip. It was somewhat spicy, yet carried a hint of sweetness.

"Brothers, chop him up for me!" the man shouted to the thirty-some subordinates behind him.

Pulling a glowing stone from her bosom, Gao Hanlu stepped forward at that moment. Things having reached this state, she should bear the ultimate responsibility, yet this responsibility felt so crushing.

Hua Qing's pupils contracted, her sensory perception far superior to before. The moment the snake shifted, she knew precisely where it would attack. With a swift dodge, she evaded the snake's strike, swung her sword, brought it down, and a spurt of blood splashed out as the blade pierced deep into the serpent's belly. The snake twisted and struggled, fixing its triangular eyes on Hua Qing with a gaze filled with malice, agony, and terror.

"Whether he appreciates it or not is none of your concern. Now get out of my sight," Ailue said, her expression returning to icy indifference. She glared fiercely at the man before her, wishing he would never appear in her life again.

"I love you," Luo Qiyue continued, pouring out her affections. Yang Jiahua possessed a thin skin, and she looked at Luo Qiyue with a warm, gentle smile.

In this fleeting instant, inner demons had already flooded the heart. Amidst such agony, people were most prone to giving up, and this mental vulnerability was contagious at such a critical juncture.

A tired, dusty, and ash-covered face of exquisite beauty—yet she was safe! With Eliel's support, she had successfully broken out of the Demon Array.

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Her works, as a grandmaster craftswoman, how could they possibly be worth such a paltry sum? Wasn't this an outright insult to her dignity?

Ahem, this couldn't really be blamed on me; Ye Shaochen was innocent—at least, that was what he believed himself.

Subsequently, Number Seven Haochen opened his storage ring, retrieved seventeen humanoid puppet frames that had already been refined, and hung them one by one onto the vacant iron racks.

Zhuang Qingqing actually didn't want to speak of it, but she had caused a catastrophic mess this time, nearly costing herself her life. Seeing Lingfeng's deeply concerned gaze, her conscience pricked her, leaving her with no choice but to recount every detail concerning the beauty pageant.

Right now, however, they dared not delay any longer. They hurriedly rushed to the door in accordance with the chief administrator's instructions and welcomed Sun Wukong into the estate. The smile plastered across the guard's face, though forced, still managed to evoke a faint sense of apology within Sun Wukong.

This explained why, during Sun Wukong's past cultivation, whenever he suffered severe injuries, Elder Song Yan would always have him first apply a black medicinal powder to the afflicted areas before immersing himself in a medicinal bath.

Throughout his years of study, Bai Hai had encountered records concerning this very coffin, so he naturally understood what kind of perils lay hidden within it.

Hu Bugui originally wanted to press on about who had introduced him to Zhuang Zhong, but then he thought that if Ruo Qing's next question turned out to be even trickier and more entangling, wasting time on disputes between her and Zhuang Zhong would be completely pointless. He reconsidered and decided to trace the matter back to its root.

Only then did Haochen realize that the headquarters of the Five Realms Alliance was established right within the Alchemist Association, and the powerful figures dispatched by the Five Realms Immortal Court were all gathered there at this moment.

"Yogurt darling, what do you think of this proposal?" Mother Lan persisted, blinking her eyes diligently as she tried to persuade An Moxi.

Upon hearing this, Tang Huai frowned slightly. Was this merely Tang Ying's conjecture, or her genuine suspicion? Did she know that she held shares in the restaurant?

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