Chapter 36: Dungeon Cleared
Song Yu remained quite optimistic about the materials and equipment for the medical bullet formula; if this instance didn't have them, perhaps the next one would. Regardless, she had already learned the formula, and even if she couldn't craft medical bullets, she could still brew herbal concoctions with various effects. Obtaining the formula from Dr. Zhong was already an unexpected windfall.
On the morning of the 26th day of the game, Song Yu woke up right on time. With only four days left until the game ended, she had to pick up the pace.
I am deeply worried, terrified that the nightmare I had will eventually become reality. This is the last thing I want to see. I have only been with my wife for half a year, and we finally have this child; I am truly afraid of losing him.
Moreover, Yan Ling had already shown her face at the Azure Dragon Base. Although she hadn't appeared for several days, there was no guarantee that the military safe zone wouldn't receive word and arrive here.
Bian Ling’s expression went pale as the interlocking formation he had laid was shattered, and the formation disk in his hand cracked with a sharp click.
With just a few words, he caused an opponent to vanish into thin air! Brilliant! Such a method is truly masterful! The Great Elder lowered his eyes, yet said nothing. The life or death of the Second Elder was of no concern to him, nor was the survival of the Yulan Palace. If given the choice, he might well be the one who most hoped to see the Yulan Palace destroyed once and for all.
Jian Chen’s eyes were filled with affection, yet Bai Wan’er felt a fresh wave of tension. Her delicate hand clenched slightly, unwilling to reach out; she knew that once she wore this bracelet, she would be Jian Chen’s indisputable fiancée.
I placed my suitcase on the floor, changed into slippers, walked over to the sofa, and plopped down to rest.
As for the last-ranked War God Academy, the reason it was able to become one of the four great academies in such a short time was because it possessed an exceptionally powerful side.
Golden flames swept over them like a giant wave, instantly enveloping and swallowing their figures, followed by a chorus of screams and wails.
"Fine then." For the sake of her best friend's safety, Zhong Chang was willing to go through fire and water; what were a few lectures compared to that? Besides, she was essentially an idle person anyway.
"It hasn't been lived in for too long; it's time for a change." To her surprise, he didn't insist on her staying with him.
Was this a joke? The nail guards that Ruoxuan and Ruohan presented to her were up to 14 centimeters long, even longer than her old iPhone 7. In Xiao Yan's eyes, they were comparable to lethal weapons, and she found them truly impossible to accept.
The old nanny was surnamed Li. She was clearly getting on in years, her face full of wrinkles, yet her eyes remained bright. Her frame was still sturdy, though her back was slightly hunched, lacking the upright posture of her youth. However, she was articulate and clear-headed when she spoke.
After the door was opened, Ren Xiang entered first to turn on the lights, and Zong Quan switched on the central air conditioning. Only then did Huo Zhijing walk in. Instantly, cold air mixed with the stuffiness of a room left closed for too long hit her, forcing her to cover her nose and mouth.
The next morning, after Xu Zifeng and the others woke up, they realized it was already past ten o'clock. When they finished washing up and were ready to go out for a bite to eat, they noticed that Monkey's bed was still empty.
Everyone looked in the direction the person was pointing, and Jiang Nan was suddenly exposed to numerous gazes.
"My fault? Who told you to step aside without a word? If I don't handle it myself, how else am I supposed to? Could it be that I should really sleep with him? That actually wouldn't be a bad idea—successfully infiltrating the enemy's ranks, right?" Qi Chisu continued to sleep or perhaps spoke, but Ling Mo covered her mouth.
He He and Qi Chisu both took a liking to the same lamp and exchanged glances; neither wanted to give it up.
Hearing his words, Man Sheng’s thoughts drifted back into the past on the wind; she remembered—it was indeed true.
There wasn't much money left in his card; the two thousand yuan was his only remaining savings. Without even knitting his brow, he bet it all on Overlord winning two-nil against Eagle King. If he won, he would walk away with six thousand.