Chapter 53: A Bountiful Harvest

Sobrevivendo na estrada: Meu motorhome é uma mansão móvel Jin Si Si 1263 words 2026-08-05 01:02:55

The spicy strips found in the car had also swollen, but the bottled water and biscuits were still fine, as was the instant noodles—just toss out the soup base packet. On the bus, Yu Jiang found a total of three unopened bottles of mineral water, ten biscuits, seven packets of instant noodles, and five cups—quite a decent haul.

Determined not to waste anything, she excitedly salvaged the bus. At Yu Jiang's current scavenger rank, the bus still had 60% of its gray health bar left and was too tough to dismantle further.

Wu Hua and Tie Zhu immediately rushed forward to pull him up, but it was completely ineffective. Gou Zhou squatted motionless on the spot. Wu Hua instantly flew into a rage and shouted, "Damn it!" He charged forward, ignoring who was who, throwing punches left and right, each strike landing on vital points.

After watching the newly released Hollywood blockbuster and finishing their late-night snacks, it was already 10 p.m. Liu Liu and Li Zijun didn’t stay in Hollywood but drove back to the supermarket. Meanwhile, Chen Chumo and Xiao Xiao had just broken off their relationship and were still adjusting, so after a brief chat, they each went back to their hotels to rest.

Watching the Empress Dowager and Xiao Yang chatting happily, and seeing them increasingly excluding others, Leng Yang felt an alarm ringing deep in his heart. He vowed to devise a plan to create a rift between the Empress Dowager and Xiao Yang, just as there was between Xiao Yang and Seventeen.

Contracts must not be signed recklessly; if something goes wrong, having a contract as evidence would make it difficult to sever all ties.

The exorcists stiffened like a coiled serpent, nearly collapsing. Qiu Yongsi chuckled darkly and was about to say something when his entire armor flashed, and suddenly he vanished, reappearing as a completely naked, muscular man carrying a demon-slaying staff on his shoulder.

The situation was indeed as Li Dingbo said: the European Union would not abandon Greece to its fate. Since the outbreak of Greece’s debt crisis, the Eurozone had planned relief aid, proposing to provide over 270 billion euros in low-interest loans to address the Greek government’s staggering 300 billion euro debt.

Watching Yan Xiang’s figure gradually fade into the distance—still clad in that fresh pink dress—felt like a dream, reminiscent of first love. Yet, beneath that naturally pure exterior lay a vicious, ignorant soul.

After speaking, the three set off, flying on their swords toward Riverside Village. Instead of heading directly to Tian Anping’s home, they concealed themselves nearby to observe for a while.

After some thought, Wang Ye felt that perhaps this young man was a disciple of a senior master here to guide him, so he toned down his aura and spoke with more courtesy.

It turned out these two were the Dharma Protectors guarding Sword Point Peak: Elder Liehuo Zhenren Liu Tang, and next to him, the chief disciple of the Jue Hall, Fan Yang.

Lu Jie was driving back to the police station, carefully pondering Doctor Gu’s words. Something felt off, but he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what. Just as he was about to lose his mind over it, his phone rang.

Why was this elder suddenly so concerned about her today? She wondered if he had any reaction to her asking for money, remembering that he had said several times he was as rich as a king.

Since no town could be found, she decided to search by the river, scavenging from the unfortunate souls there. Finding salt and daily necessities would be ideal; if not, at least she could bury them somewhere—still a meritorious act.

Seeing the ball miss, Li Yifeng and the others quickly retreated. After Zhu Ya Wen got the ball, he immediately passed it to Lin Qian.

Force is mutual: the more one side resists, the more the other side pushes back. Over time, the Yunshan clan became conservative, looking down on outsiders and resisting their entry into clan territory.

In the office, hearing Meng Shu’s words, accompanied by footsteps, the office door creaked open. A silver-haired old man with neatly combed hair stepped inside.