Chapter 51: The Newcomer Awaiting the Bus

Blood-red characters clearly emerged on the mirror's surface, lasting for about a minute before slowly blurring and disappearing.

After the text vanished, the black mirror reverted to an ordinary looking glass once again.

The entire process was taken in by Cheng Fan.

He knew that the task assignment was complete, and he had indeed firmly memorized the mission details, yet waves of turbulent thoughts churned endlessly in his mind.

So this was how supernatural tasks were issued—using a mirror as a medium and displaying information through text. While somewhat unexpected, it was also within reason. Setting aside the content of the task itself, the information revealed that supernatural tasks were graded, with E-rank being one of them. Following this logic, didn't that mean there were even higher levels above...

Su Yuexian's movement froze mid-air. This eunuch truly possessed a magnificent countenance; clearly, Su Yuexian was furious to the point of nearly dying of anger, yet facing that face—exquisite and alluring as a painting—she somehow could not bring herself to strike him down.

Qin Feng slammed her chopsticks onto the table in anger, while An Yulian merely glanced toward the stairs and remained gloomily silent.

The remaining task was the manufacturing of siege equipment. These parts were fabricated separately and would be assembled at the Imperial City, then transported onto the city walls once construction was finished. With the funds secured, Old Nine once again had high-furnaces built underground, using the dead volcano as the ultimate camouflage.

At that moment, Xiang Nan was in his office looking at text messages regarding the progress of the catering rollout, when the extension phone suddenly rang.

"It's fine, Danling. I can manage myself," Su Yuexian said as she reached for the cloth towel on her head, only to brush against a pair of well-knotted, distinct fingers. She remembered that Danling's fingers were neither so slender nor her palms so soft.

Crocodile was unwilling to accept this; he still harbored boundless ambitions and grand, unfulfilled aspirations, yet he was about to die so easily at the hands of Chen Quan.

"Lu Yan, let's go up the mountain tomorrow to pick sour jujubes. The sour jujubes on the mountain are delicious," Daisy said.

Seeing the battle among Chen Quan and the others was so terrifying, the surrounding people consciously kept their distance from them.

Mu Liu naturally had arrived here long ago. Given recent events, it was completely beyond her expectations. If she could go and take a good look, that would naturally be for the best. How could she possibly keep waiting around here continuously?

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary mortals, these giant stone pillars were indestructible, but under the charge of the centaurs, the thick pillars were directly shattered into two halves. The scene before him involuntarily reminded Old Nine of Gonggong crashing into Mount Buzhou.

"Alright, there's no need to explain further. I know you are innocent," Li Luofeng interrupted Zhang Taibai, cutting him off before he could continue.

For her, money didn't really matter, but the enterprise her father had spent a lifetime building could never fall into someone else's hands.

Over this period, he had already grown somewhat numb to news reports about people dying here and there.

Testing its weight, this sword was much lighter than the one she used previously and suited her constitution perfectly. Tears of emotion instantly welled up in her eyes.

However, the truly crucial words that Erls uttered next made Nick Fury perk up his ears to listen once again.

Standing before the huge French window, Bai Qi watched as Chen Tianyi's car disappeared through the gates with its dazzling headlights glaring, a triumphant smirk finally curling the corners of his lips.

"That's good." Patch smiled comfortingly, then cast his gaze back toward Tony Stark within the light screen.

The old clothes had already been tossed into the bucket of water the moment they were taken off, but the garments she needed to change into hadn't been retrieved yet. How on earth was she supposed to get out?

Having said that, without waiting for Dormammu's response, Patch's body—manifested through spiritual power—vanished without a trace.

Yet he did not act rashly; after all, this was the business of their village. If Daniuhu and Dahubao could handle it, he preferred not to meddle.

Drawing closer, Feng Feng realized that Ye Jia's attire was so disheveled and his beard had grown out somewhat, as if it had sprouted overnight, with bloodshot veins visible in his eyes.

Only Xuan Lixiong and Feng Beilie felt a sense of astonishment inside; the wet nurse had clearly claimed that the man back then was utterly ordinary in appearance and could not possibly have been Xuanyuan Yi.

"But this might not just be pressure; you could genuinely lose your life!" Scorpion said. In truth, the moment she saw Duanmu Feng's name, her heart had leapt straight to her throat.

"Fantastic! It's simply like a school of strange sea monsters or ghosts; the British won't be able to spot us at all," Redsox said.

"I'll pay, alright?" Sanggeqi felt a chill from head to toe. Indeed, one could never take advantage of her; she was truly capable of doing anything.

Lihuo and Zilu looked at this pair consisting of a human and a beast with sheer bewilderment, whereas Huokui and the antelope appeared completely indifferent, because... they had seen far too much.

She possessed a spatial dimension, making creation out of nothing an absolute breeze. However, she needed to prepare and put on a mysterious facade; otherwise, if it were too simple, others would grow suspicious.

"Perhaps the War King is impatient to throw off this hot potato," Tian Diewu said simply.

"Something's wrong, fall back!" At the command of the leading red-robed cultivator, the group hurriedly waved the command flags in their hands, attempting to recall the remaining blood slaves.

"If this message fails to reach my adoptive father safely, our chances of success in rescuing your Fourteenth Uncle will decrease by another fraction."

Yi Beihan asked with a straight face, "Do you really want it? I can make a phone call and have it delivered to you right away. It just fell from the sky a few days ago..." News reports had stated it landed in the northeastern part of our country.

Five days later, the Ginseng King within my body was completely exhausted, and I mustered all my strength to breakthrough into the Spirit Beast realm.

"So what if I'm bold? Why can't I sit here? If you won't let me sit, then I'll just leave!" Zhuo Lingfeng said indifferently.

I imitated Michael's posture of standing straight and snapping his fingers, only to discover that my other hand couldn't even reach the distance of the bottom card, let alone swap it in a split second of distraction.

"Where is the antidote?" Concerning the Empress's life and death, Nanny Rong behaved herself this time and did not resort to force, though her cannibalistic glare was practically no different from using force.

Many speculated that penniless and lacking influence, he probably lacked the face to remain in Mortal City and simply chose to vanish.

"Hehe. That's not it. Does that mean I can eat whatever I want?" Zhuo Lingfeng asked with a smile.

"It's nothing, just aggravated the previous wound just now, so—sigh!" Ji Rufeng sighed as he spoke, blaming only his own inferior skills since making excuses was useless.

I casually grabbed some meatballs and a flask of wine brewed deep in the ocean. It tasted light and mild, and the surrounding water seemed to have no effect on anything close to my hands.

Although my relationship with Wang Qiang was far from good and we remained adversaries, today's events nevertheless touched me deeply.

Lin Chen could completely not describe the sensation currently churning in his heart. Perhaps due to running a fever once more, his entire body felt freezing cold.