Chapter 18

The sound of stones tumbling suddenly reached their ears. Just as the team members were about to give chase, the captain raised his hand, signaling them to halt immediately.

Ignoring the strange train of thought, the usually mature and composed woman explained, "Today is Saturday, May 21st, and every year, the third full weekend of May is the day of the Sansha Festival."

Compared to a global box office of several billion dollars, how much could you possibly earn writing a few dozen episodes of a TV drama script?

Zhou Wang’s gaze lingered on her face for a moment, saying nothing. He then took out his phone, opened WeChat, and accepted Qi Jinjin’s friend request.

For this kind of cross-border sabotage mission, having a spatial dimension was truly convenient. Large, conspicuous, scarce supplies could simply be stored inside the space. Qi Qingbai was quite pleased after collecting so many items.

She glanced at Zhou Wang and was about to fetch some water when he suddenly turned to look at her. They exchanged some words unknown to others, and Li Zhiwen smiled sweetly. Zhou Wang took her cup and stood up, heading toward the water dispenser.

The laboratory door was locked tight. Someone had tried to pick the lock before but failed. Neither the identification card nor password input worked; only brute force could open it.

“No worries. The entire Chiyoda Ward has been set with a formation. Ordinary people entering Chiyoda are implanted with illusion seeds by the human immortal of the Tsuchimikado family. When they witness extraordinary spiritual power, their minds automatically ignore it and replace it with other normal subconscious images.”

Qi Qing retreated to a corner of the main hall, staring intently at the strange happenings unfolding in its center along the path they had come.

At that time, Seti had sneaked out to fight in underground boxing matches for the first time. He was struck and thrown by a passing car in the dark, which caused a cerebral hemorrhage. This led to the awakening of his past life memories and the acquisition of the Arm Wrestler skill.

Stretching lazily, she said goodbye to Ailin and Liu Ling before logging off. After taking a sip of water, she lay down on the bed and drifted into sleep. Today had indeed been tiring; she needed a good rest.

“This strength is quite decent. With the psychic chains, it would be very difficult to control the opponent with mental power. Chu Xuan, analyze their combat power. Tom, link the footage to everyone’s consciousness,” said the clone Zheng Zha as he stood up, sighed deeply, and spoke.

“Also, Zheng Zha, you all should take a rest now. We’ll discuss matters tomorrow,” Murong Chen said, turning to him.

The invitation, faintly scented with hay, was made from biodegradable material. Though the paper was somewhat rough, it had a pleasing texture, producing a gentle rustling sound when touched.

Yu Bai hurried forward, quickly grabbing the water cup and medicine from the table, forcefully administering it to Li Changsheng.

"Speak up, what nonsense is it this time?" Zheng Zha took a hard drag on his cigar, as if he would suffer a loss if he didn’t pressure Murong Chen relentlessly.

Though he thought so, since all the ministers had impeached one person, Liu Hong couldn’t just stand by. Considering Jiang Qi’s achievements over the past year and the considerable gold and silver he had wisely offered to the court, Liu Hong did not immediately revoke Jiang Qi’s marshal seal or imprison him. Instead, he issued a decree to summon Jiang Qi back to court for a direct confrontation.

“By the way, Brother Zhang, it’s been a whole morning. Surely, we shouldn’t have come all this way for nothing?” Finally, a man with a simple, honest face but eyes gleaming sharply approached the foreman, rubbing his hands together.

“Tomorrow is September 6th.” Tian Jing stood with his hands behind his back, the importance of the next day weighing heavily, and his calm demeanor was intriguing.

The Divine King’s arrogant heavenly eye grew brighter, as if two brilliant suns were rising within his gaze. The aura of the Dao surged around him, and the Dao diagram behind him became more tangible. The interplay of yin and yang formed a gate, which, once opened, revealed a whole new world.

This jade bi was called the Phoenix Ritual Lotus Jade Bi. It was forged from celestial crystal jade aged over a hundred thousand years. Within it was embedded the essence of a cinnabar phoenix and three five-colored lotuses. In battle, the phoenix essence could manifest, spewing immortal phoenix flames, while the five-colored lotuses, embodying all five elements, could form unparalleled elemental barriers for defense.

The emperor, upon meeting Liu Bei, examined the royal genealogy and suddenly realized that this man was his own royal uncle. Consequently, he treated Liu Bei with great respect and bestowed generous rewards upon him.

Victoria’s golden hair fluttered lightly, and her exotic, beautiful eyes sparkled brilliantly under the moonlight.

At this time, Yun Dongshan had just retired from the army. Thanks to a friend in the aerospace department, he was introduced to a position as a reserve member of the Xunfei battle team. Shortly after, due to his conscientious and meticulous work, he was promoted to the Super Rescue Team, becoming one of its members.

“Why bother with a contest?” Yao Ye pulled the Night Blade, who had been shaken internally, close beside him.

However, Wang Ben considered himself fortunate because through the battle to conquer Zhao, his father, Wang Jian, had truly shown him the essence of conquering a nation: destruction of the army was secondary; breaking the enemy’s spirit was paramount.

Because the distance between Earth and Visi was so vast, it was practically impossible to reach Earth by natural spaceship flight. The distance was too great; even traveling at the speed of light would take tens of thousands of years.

Back in Binhai, Su Cheng faced an unprecedented situation for the first time and even suffered internal injuries.

Jialuo nodded as the horn of hell sounded. The elite army of a million ghost clans gradually began to retreat.

Another elder with a white beard was the leader of the Thunder Fury Mercenary Group, Huo Yatian. Judging by his aura, he was roughly on par with Mo Yue.

“Big brother, is your neck better now?” Liang Liang sat opposite Ximen, chewing on his special apricot-wood spoon and asked.

Above the heavens, the battle general formed from the thunder tribulation also sensed the killing intent. Holding the spear of thunder punishment low, he gazed toward Ling Tian.