Chapter 48: Delicious Steamed Flower Rolls

The entire afternoon was spent by Yu Jiang on upgrading her brand-new camping off-road pickup truck, making her time both busy and fulfilling.

In between, a few zombies came roaring through the storm, and she simply removed the thermal cover from the blueberry plant, letting the grumpy blueberry deal with them.

Bang, bang, bang! Unripe blueberries were shot out one after another.

[Grumpy Blueberry: Ahhh!!! Such a heavy rain, and such ugly zombies! Although I am not human, you are truly a bitch!]

Yu Jiang pretended not to notice; she needed to take notes.

"Never mind, you guys stay at this table and keep eating! I certainly have no appetite for your leftovers!" Liu Tianhao said with a chuckle, turning around to walk over to another empty table and sit down.

Zhao Gou stared wide-eyed at Steward Wang in disbelief, marveling at his acute powers of observation and meticulous mind. He knew that someone capable of becoming the steward of the massive Amber Manor must possess extraordinary talents, and thinking about it now, he truly had struck gold.

Qin Hui's thoughts were quite similar to Zhao Gou's, almost as if he could see right through what Zhao Gou was thinking. Back when the envoys of the Jin Dynasty arrived, using the Emperor Huizong and Emperor Qinzong as hostages to make their demands, Zhao Gou had also hesitated over whether to cede territory and pay indemnities.

The giant was fully armored, resembling the traditional generals and commanders of ancient times. Suspended in mid-air near the edge of the platform, the giant slowly extended a pair of massive hands, looking as though he was about to grab Lu Xia within his grasp, yet the person involved remained completely oblivious.

"People of the Guigu clan are human too, so naturally they drink alcohol! 'Too weak' simply means, well, it means falling far, far behind!" Liu Tianhao could not help wiping a cold sweat, feeling terribly embarrassed.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Nan unleashed the strongest spiritual technique currently within his mastery—the five forms of the Night Sword—all at once.

"I understand." Huanian had already calmed down. What was bound to happen could not be avoided, and it was time to face it. "How has Lu Xia been lately? I heard you sent her to the Four Clans Academy?" Huanian smoothly shifted the topic.

Within the world game, upon death, a player had to wait a five-minute death timer before being able to respawn. Moreover, upon resurrection, they would not revive on the spot, but would instead be sent directly back to the nearest town.

One must know that within the dragon race, the hierarchy was extremely strict; the hierarchy referred to here did not denote status, but rather bloodline.

A thought stirred in the heart of the Night King. Leng Lingqiu's fish-eye pearl was a gift from him, so he could not possibly be unaware of it. Within the post house, they maintained strict security of their own. For Leng Lingqiu to vanish without a sound, it was highly likely that the fish-eye pearl had been utilized.

At this moment, aside from the seven disciples who had traveled with Gu Yun earlier, another disciple was teleported out from the ruins. Presumably, having encountered no particular danger within that heritage site and having stayed for the full ten days, they were consequently teleported out.

When those soldiers arrived at the location, they saw Cheng Kun lying on the ground, and accordingly, they carried Cheng Kun onto a bed.

Seeing everyone's considerate attitude, Xu Miao felt a special warmth in her heart. She had initially worried about how she was going to explain things to these people, but looking back now, she had simply been worrying needlessly.

Beside the brothers Gao Gan and Gao Rou, there was also a renowned scholar from Bingzhou named Zhongchang Tong. He was a commoner who had not taken up an official position under Gao Gan, though for what reason remained unknown.

Only the 1874 military expedition to Taiwan, launched under the pretext of the Mudan She Incident, could slightly measure up to the term "open and aboveboard."

As for the training, Xu Mo only grasped the general direction while leaving the specific matters to Ma Changlu. Following Xu Mo's explanations—once he understood the Inn's blueprint and his own assignment, which would likely involve serving as the general manager of all branches—he felt as though his youth had been renewed, overflowing with drive and ambition.

"Counting from the time I began professional training, it should be seven years," Gao Chuan said, rolling his eyes upward as he reminisced.

However, Li Hongzhang at this moment had no inkling of what was passing through Yang Bingzhang's mind, nor could he have imagined that a remark he considered utterly simple would stir such tremendous waves in the heart of a veteran subordinate who had followed him for many years, thereby cementing the man's resolve to dedicate his entire life to serving Li Hongzhang and going through fire and water without hesitation.