Chapter 57: Have you touched enough?
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Lu Meng opened her eyes and found herself facing a broad, pale chest. Before her mind could fully register what she was seeing, a strong hand pulled her tightly into an embrace.
“It’s still early, sleep a little longer...”
The man’s voice was husky from just waking up, yet it sounded exceptionally alluring.
Lu Meng lifted her eyes, and a familiar face filled her vision.
It was Ace!
She covered her mouth to stifle a cry.
She couldn’t help but replay the scene repeatedly.
Because these starships all departed from the same place and came directly here without any stops along the way.
“We won’t extract any intelligence from Mr. Higuramura,” said Ikoma hastily, who, with his pure and earnest nature, was worried the Nogizaka members might try to pry.
Only Mayuri knew that he had been traveling through time and space as the Alpaca Hero, guarding Akihabara as a righteous ally.
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So, when the enemy soldiers were blinded, choked, and even had tears and snot running down their faces, only those wearing gas masks remembered to put them on for protection.
On the way to Black Sand Mountain, Luo Fang continuously received news from other players: the White Sun Gate Dojo and Bichi City were safe, while players in Myeongjung Earth City were still battling the remnants of the Malignant Cult, although they had gained the upper hand.
Replacing acacia gum with amethyst powder and adjusting the ratio slightly. In alchemy-related reagent mixtures, higher quality ingredients do not always mean better results; overly strong spiritual energy can destabilize other components, throwing the mixture off balance and backfiring.
Seeing the crossed-out smiling face on the screen, Sises’s deputy and others felt a mixture of emotions.
Raine cursed inwardly; that old man devoted to the Abyssal Evil God was far too cautious.
“It seems that alchemists who believe in deities achieve more,” Lei said thoughtfully.
But before she could pursue further, Asina descended from above, her decapitating sword striking overhead.
Gabriel’s reverence for Jehovah was now even more profound, his face a mask of fanatic devotion.
Years spent in the hidden passages had left his skin untouched by sunlight, now smooth and flawless, previously concealed by dust and grime.
After hearing that recording, she was stunned—a man she liked, even loved deeply, and her own brother. Both were the most important people in her life. Yet now, these two most cherished individuals had become enemies.
Xiao Chuo’s face blossomed into a long-missed smile, her eyes sparkling like stars as she rose and headed toward the palace gate.
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Murong leaned on the side of Su Ying’s bath tub, bending close to whisper in her ear, “Why are there always these nuisances in your bathwater?” As she spoke, she gently traced her hand across the water’s surface. The thick calming herbs floating on top dispersed and then gathered again.
Though it was only a little over a hundred meters, climbing that distance made me realize just how difficult the task really was—much harder than I had imagined.
“What should we do?” Qi Kangpo, the soul master in the purple robe beside Nie Wufeng, asked somewhat helplessly.
Shangguan Ye frowned, knowing it was useless to persuade Murong Qiufeng now. He could only carry his things and follow them, growing increasingly resentful. Indeed, those so-called senior brothers were better avoided at all costs, no matter their generation—they always tried to steal people away.
“This is true. If you don’t believe me, just ask your soul beast,” the old man rolled his eyes and said.
“Damn it, I can’t stand this—now we have to do everything ourselves!” Twin Brother slammed the seat of the Passat, complaining loudly.
Ming Zhao led the Imperial Guards in a fighting retreat. Most of the beasts before them were low-level monsters, many just wild animals, but their ferocity and frenzied attacks showcased their true strength, making the guards’ resistance quite difficult.