Volume 1, Chapter 57: Unlocking New Supplies, The Thrill of Palace Intrigues!

Bai Lu trembled all over and slowly lowered her arms that were protecting her chest.
Lowering her head, her tears dripped onto the floor.
This man completely played by his own rules and had not an ounce of tenderness toward the fairer sex.
The beauty trap she had so carefully prepared turned out to be completely useless.
It was as if he truly only cared about her body.
At that moment, Bai Lu somewhat understood why the women outside were so docile and obedient toward Lin Feng.
The man before her was long no longer the submissive doormat she once knew.
In this apocalyptic era, Lin Feng was a king who held the power of life and death.
Those tame women outside were merely clever people who had recognized reality.
Without Lin Feng's protection, she would have to face the hellish cruelty of the apocalypse.
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"How much longer are you two going to stand there exchanging affectionate glances?" Ye Liuli crossed her arms, leaning against the pillar behind her, and spoke in a joking tone.

Wanyan Liang now had no way out; these Song soldiers were completely unlike the timid cowards he had imagined, and desertions within the military camp were increasing day by day.
"Get in." The man pulled open the car door, shoved Mi Yiqing inside, and quickly slammed the door shut.
The treacherous imperial palace, a place where she had survived for over a dozen years, still felt oppressive to her. Let alone that innocent child.
The joy of surviving a catastrophe, the warmth given to me by Ouyang Hongxue, the shock of Old Tu's return... all of these instantly left me unable to remain calm, and my inner world instantly descended into chaos.
"There's Time Cafe and Blue Ocean Restaurant. Which one do you think is better? What kind of work do they each involve?" Yan Lan asked.

Feigning ignorance was an essential attitude for courtiers. Gazing with a face full of confusion at the kneeling Grand Tutor, Ning Yun frowned. Although he understood everything in his heart, this was not his intended goal, and events seemed to be slipping out of his control.
Sometimes, he could not even tell whether he was treating Ling Xuejiao as Xiahou Ningwu, or Xiahou Ningwu as Ling Xuejiao; whenever he saw Xuejiao, these two conflicting illusions would always arise in his mind.
Mi Yiqing gave her a grateful look, right as she met those friendly eyes. With tears brimming in her eyes, Mi Yiqing smiled back at Meilin.
The sword wound inflicted on him by the guards was extremely deep, and because Jian Wei had drained so much of his blood due to the poisoning, his body was already severely dehydrated. Coupled with the fierce combat, the temperature difference here, and a newly contracted cold—in ancient times, there were no miracle drugs for high fevers; one could only rely entirely on the patient's own immune system.

Di Feng did not dodge at all, having long anticipated that the other party would not genuinely make a move to take her life, but at most would use some magic power to force her into a conditioned reflex of using martial arts.
The current Prince Su's Estate was already formidable enough to command awe and respect from all the officials in Lin'an, possessing even more majesty than Emperor Zhao Rui of the Chengkang era back then.
"Although they are disgusting, they are very weak." The White Wolf gave its evaluation of the ghouls. These creatures were heavily countered by flames and posed no threat whatsoever to the White Wolf.
Shortly after, a layer of brilliant radiance emerged over the entrance of the Category C stone chamber, sealing it off completely.
At that instant, seeing Shui Roubing's mind stir, a bone-chilling frost instantly enveloped Gu Yue. Gu Yue felt a piercing cold permeate his entire body, and within a very short span of time, his limbs and bones fell into a state of numbness and rigidity.
Yet how could things be the same now? Although extraterritorial beings had not yet clashed with the major forces, such a conflict was inevitable in the future.
"Master of the Sword, now that the Saint's Seat has descended, I'm afraid all the Qi practitioners in the world will fight for it. What should we do?" Lü Zimun still remembered Bai Xingxing's objective, so he appeared somewhat anxious.
I cannot expose my identity, my soul path cannot be used, and many of my methods are restricted, leading to a drastic reduction in my strength. If this continues, it seems I am completely powerless against this illusion.

On the other side, after returning to the company, Mr. Wei was in no rush to hold a meeting. Projected in front of him were two sets of data: one was the business trend of the Southern Group over the past ten days, and the other was the data published on the official website of his competitor, Zhonglian.
Prompted by Zeng Jingyu, Ding Shufen finally noticed these details and said, "I don't want any compensation either; I'll help you for free. We can shoot however you want us to shoot." Having no worries about food or clothing just like the original Mr. Wei, they currently had no concept of money.
"Liu Qingyuan, i-is this the caliber of the doctors in your hospital?" Cheng Haozhong directly used President Liu's full name, evidently thoroughly enraged.
Shen Junhua did not react in time; his pupils instantly constricted, and he instinctively wanted to retreat, but it was already too late. His neck tightened abruptly as Lin邪's palm firmly grasped his vital meridian, lifting him directly off the ground.
A crowd of people burned with passion, immediately grabbing the sickles in their hands and following Zhang Li's footsteps down to the fields.

To Nanhai City, Qin Zhenbei, the patriarch of the Qin family, was a legendary figure who existed only in myths.
"Is the massive fire at Hualian Technology Company related to fierce industry competition? Having just publicly announced its upcoming listing, it encounters such unbelievable news—was it man-made or truly an accident?"
"Where is He Chengze? Is he in trouble? Why isn't he with you?" Jian Xi asked, voicing the worry in her heart.
Secondly, and the point Liang Sen cared about the most, was the spiritual pet in Zhou Yuan's embrace.
Ten thousand gold coins was definitely an amount Yu Hao could not produce. Although his eldest uncle had given him ten thousand gold coins before he left, claiming it was a family reward for winning forty commercial firms for the Yu family in the Tri-Clan Tournament, he could not spend all of it on a spatial ring; after all, Yu You and those guards also had expenses to cover.
"I will naturally cherish it, seeing as this is, after all, the first meal the Madam has cooked for me personally," Ye Ling said with a smile.
Zhao Ying, accompanied by a physician from the prime minister's estate, was treating Zhao Jiali. Zhao Jiali's face was pale, and she coughed incessantly from time to time, even spitting up some rotted flesh, looking extremely ghastly.

Sensing that Gong Qingyue had suddenly appeared, she silently materialized before the door of Gong Qingyue's room.
In the brief time he had been unconscious, that borrowed time magic had actually turned into his innate foundational skill?
"Su Hua, why bother wasting so much breath on him? Go up and take him down! Hit him in the mouth for running his stupid mouth!" Zhuge Ming crossed his arms and said.
As the Ninefold Prison Pagoda approached the "Nine Profound Sword Prison Formation," a series of "sizzling" sounds echoed like bursting lightning. The energy on the surface of the formation was seen gradually dissolving, revealing fine cracks and apertures.
A five-meter-wide desk held a projector on top, alongside a computer monitor with a screen of over thirty inches.
After packing two full large jars, which would last for a while, she wrote down the pickling time and stuck a label on the jar for record-keeping.
As long as candidates scored 500 points or above, they could enter decent universities, so there was no need for them to join the hustle and bustle.