Chapter 22

On the twelfth day of the game, Song Yu and Xiao Hei began implementing their new plan.

Xiao Hei stayed behind at the logging camp, while Song Yu did not venture too far, keeping a walkie-talkie on hand to notify the other immediately should anything arise.

Leaning on a straight wooden staff, Song Yu stepped through the snow and headed up the mountain.

Although the frozen lake might be crowded with people, Song Yu deliberated and ultimately chose to head toward the lake anyway.

After all, it remained the most convenient and reliable source of food.

Climbing up—

"Clang—" Xiao Yunfei's triangular military dagger parried the opponent's attack, while simultaneously thrusting at a bizarre angle toward the foe's eyes, forcing an instinctive defensive reflex. However, this was a feint; Xiao Yunfei's dagger struck out again with the speed of a thunderbolt, zeroing in on the extremely thin man once more.

Hearing these words, the Yellow Emperor tested the path gently with his foot. Indeed, the stone trail was exceptionally slippery, and one dared not lower their guard.

This was a method of piercing acupuncture points to invigorate blood circulation and purge toxins. Although the patients inside had not yet reached the point of no return, their conditions had already begun infiltrating their bloodstreams, showing signs of sepsis. It was imperative to first use acupuncture to restore their vitality and blood flow, and expel the toxic qi and blood.

In the past, discussing time using a timeline—an expression of a two-dimensional line—was inaccurate. Now, using a sphere, although the representation is not entirely flawless, it is still acceptable. Why use a three-dimensional sphere? Because time and space are one; this time must exist within this space, and that time must exist within that space.

Han Bing was unaware of the Poison Snake's intentions, or else she would certainly have fought him to the death. Could there be any curse more venomous than this in the world? Unfortunately, she remained oblivious, still basking in her pride over Lin Yumeng.

The dignity of the Ye family—unawares, he had come to enshrine this concept with utmost piety.

Behind him, Jian gazed at Yan Lingyun with an infatuated expression, opened his mouth, but ultimately sighed and said nothing.

"The old master hasn't been eating well, partly due to lack of sleep and physical discomfort, and partly because the food doesn't suit his palate," Zhang Donghai said.

Technology: Spiritual Energy. A scarce resource in the universe, generated solely within the minds of sentient beings.

Chen Linglong packed her belongings; she had already secured a place to stay. She had met a man and spent some time with him—a butcher whose wife had passed away—and he had invited her to move in with him. At first, she had despised his poor living conditions, but under the circumstances, she had no choice but to settle there temporarily and look for a better place later.

She could only respond with such breezy nonchalance, unwilling to lie and whitewash the situation by claiming she and Lady Linglong were as close as sisters.

Realizing that his attacks had actually achieved a certain effect, Long Fei finally understood that only by piercing the impenetrable armor of the Crimson Flame Demonic Dragon could he inflict damage upon it.

Liji County shared a very long border with both Qingqiu Prefecture and Jiwei Prefecture, and it was the closest county seat to Qingqiu City. If Liji County was not captured as a priority, the Zhaoyao Army could at any time use it to raid the rear of the fiefdom, launching harassment tactics against grain transport teams and even the granaries.

Murong Zhuangzhuang had no idea what Ziyan intended to do, but whatever she did at this moment, she was determined to support her.

For the very first time, Su Man experienced this kind of overwhelming, frantic distress. Her mother had just recovered from illness, and under no circumstances could the truth be revealed right now; otherwise, if her mother's condition deteriorated, the consequences would far outweigh any gains.

Back then, she had used charming arts to subjugate this horse king, and along the way, tamed the hundred-odd Black Lightning horses as well.

The Empress looked into his eyes and drew a sharp gasp. She had always hoped her sons would avoid strife, yet try as she might to prevent it, it had happened nonetheless.

In this day and age, anyone driving a car who wasn't a fool would not intentionally plow into pedestrians, but that car moments ago had unmistakably targeted her. Could someone genuinely want her dead?

In the original timeline, by the tenth year of the spiritual energy recovery, the highest cultivation realm was merely the Third Grade, and it was only just on the verge of breaking through to the Second Grade.

Yet the village chief seemed to have little recollection of this, stating that he hadn't paid attention to the other person's hands at the time, which was why he couldn't provide an answer to our present inquiry.