Volume 1, Chapter 42: I Just Crave the Body, I'm Not Stupid!

Just as the two women were busy preparing a grand feast, the lights in Building B across the street suddenly went completely dark.

Lin Feng furrowed his brow; this day had arrived after all.

He knew this was something they would eventually have to experience.

With the wild growth of plants and the mutation of animals, the power lines in the residential compound or the power plant were bound to be damaged sooner or later.

Coupled with the harsh living environment, it was doubtful whether anyone was even manning the power plant anymore.

Being able to last until now had already exceeded expectations.

Moreover, only Building B had suffered a blackout, while the other three residential buildings still had their lights on.

However, when the residents on the opposite floors panicked and ran out to their balconies to check the situation, a chorus of wails and howls immediately erupted.

They discovered that all the other residential buildings were still illuminated.

Inside the lecture hall back in the country, many men wearing Zhongshan suits also stared closely at the screen, observing every single move.

Fortunately, Wang Zhan also knew that he was probably beyond saving, and he wanted to tell them what he knew.

First of all, he needed to be able to see the outcome and direction; secondly, he needed to truly be able to lead Simon to this stage.

Since there were quite a few people dining this time, Wang De moved four large round tables out from the adjacent storage room. Xu Feng spread blue tablecloths over them, and one dish after another was brought out by Ding Hua and Xu Feng together.

Although she did not know why, as a mother, she could clearly sense that her son was suffering from an extreme lack of a sense of security.

And those three rules had been set by that powerful expert; any violation would inevitably result in corresponding punishment.

Using traditional methods might consume a bit more time, but the ultimate effect would be the same.

Though she was curious about the family seats mentioned above, she knew this was not the time to probe for the bottom of things. Pausing for just a fraction of a second, she pushed open the heavy doors as if nothing were amiss and led Nanzai inside by the hand.

"Elder Sister, you have been busy with your duties and have exhausted yourself for my sake these past few days. Go and take a rest quickly; I can take good care of myself." As he spoke, he made to get out of bed, but Yulu quickly stopped him, helped him lie back down, and tucked the quilt around him.

On the first day of the fifth month, Hong Taiji dispatched envoys to the Mongol Naiman, Aohan, and Chahar tribes, conveying the intention to request passage to attack the Ming dynasty, and bestowing generous amounts of silver to cover the provisions needed for the passage of military horses and men.

Should he pick up or not? If he didn't pick up, would the bastard call again? If he did pick up, should he answer immediately, or wait a bit before answering, and then pretend to be nonchalant and brush him off with a few casual remarks to let this jerk know that she didn't need him to survive?

Before he could finish his words, he was so startled by a cold glance from Huo Qingsong that he gave a start and let out a hiccup. After Huo Qingsong turned his head away, he no longer dared to say anything, instead silently praying to all the deities in heaven not to let him lose his life for some "Remnants of Prince Chen" whom he didn't even know.

Before the sentence had even finished falling, the sword in his hand thrust upward from below. Huan Zhen had only been terrified that the other was committing suicide, keeping his mind solely on how to restrain the other's arm, never expecting a sudden assassination; furthermore, since the sword thrust from below, it was exceedingly difficult to dodge. Seeing that this sword was unavoidable and about to pierce his abdomen...

"What kind of bullshit Holy Lord? Call your Holy Lord out, and I'll still blow his brains out with a single shot," Qin Feng shouted in a low voice, aiming his muzzle once again at the sniper's forehead.

Niu Mancuang, the village head, seeing that the Lu family truly gave out copper coins to everyone who picked grapes as promised, happily and proactively escorted Ye Shun and the Lu brother and sister out of Qinghe Village. Furthermore, he eagerly set the date for their next visit with Lu Hong and took full charge of all subsequent matters.

"What marvelous lightweight kung fu!" The Emperor of Heaven sighed in low praise at the sight, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the duel between the two. Chuxiu did not dare to get distracted either, terrified that they might slip and fall from the building.

After talking a bit more, he dismissed him to continue his night watch. Pondering for a moment, he felt he ought to go check on Xuexin, but when he walked over to take a look, her room was pitch black—she must have already fallen asleep.

The four elves exchanged glances, each seeing in the eyes of the others a realization that filled them with dread yet was hard to believe.

The Ancient Spiritual Fruit had the power to heal a Golden Core expert whose soul was on the verge of collapse within a single day. Such terrifying medicinal potency was no joke. In just about three hours, Zhao Yin relied on his extraordinary recovery ability to repair and heal his damaged soul.

A-Ming sprang up in a panic like a drowning man grasping at a straw, slapping his thigh in excitement.

Chuxiu was covered in wounds and inconveniently exposed to water; at a time like this, he certainly didn't want Su Yuanrou to go take a bath while he sat around waiting. Giving her no chance to escape, he scooped her up by the waist and collapsed onto the bed in three strides.

After exchanging a few more words, the village head led Zhang Tianyi back to the ancestral tombs they had inspected yesterday.

As soon as this thought popped up, everyone shook their heads in succession. Putting aside the fact that Chuxiu was an Easterner, even if he were British, surpassing Bruce in influence seemed practically impossible.

On the other end of the phone, that broad-foreheaded dean was extremely excited, even choking on a mouthful of tea, and pounded his desk several times.

"In the middle of the night, I heard someone talking outside and, worried about you, wanted to get up and take a look," the old man's voice was very faint.

He had no desire for this violence to become entangled with the Li family, but given how many matters were tied up with the Dragon Hand, he still felt he should ask.

A trace of sternness flashed through Wang Zun's heart, which he promptly suppressed. He stopped looking at Wang Qi and left the conference room right then and there.

"Can we go now?" After all, this was his first time imposing his will on someone. Seeing Siyan's astonishment, Zhou Haolin's face flushed slightly, and his heart inevitably pounded with anxiety, but since the words were already out, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and push on.

The blade was streamlined, while the hilt and guard were silvery-white dotted with flecks of wood grain, pleasing to the eye.

The family rules dictated that cultivators at the Qi-Origin Realm could only choose a single martial skill and no more. The vital energy in the Qi-Origin Realm was not yet very powerful, and choosing a single technique was quite sufficient. Selecting too many would only make one's foundation broad but shallow, resulting in failing to master any single martial art to perfection in the end.

Earlier, Ao She had gone out through the left tunnel once and returned with fruit in its mouth, which meant the left tunnel likely led to the precipitous cliffs outside the forbidden tomb; otherwise, Ao She would have no way to get food.

Though it still could not injure Zhang Qingming, it was now somewhat difficult for Zhang Qingming to hurt them as well. The two monkeys clung to Zhang Qingming like a pair of dog-skin plasters, tangling him up so tightly that he could not free himself.

After chatting a bit more, Tang Luo took the report and left the human resources department, heading straight for the president's office.