Chapter 42: Generous Sister Rose

[Rose: I got over it yesterday. I was just taking a beauty sleep.]

At around 4:30 in the afternoon, Liang Yi received a reply from Rose.

Seeing Rose say that she had moved past it yesterday, Liang Yi couldn't help but sigh that Sister Rose was indeed Sister Rose.

[Player 2010: That's good.]

[Rose: I saw some flowers by the roadside. After crushing them, I found they can be applied to nails and lips. Do you want some?]

[Rose: The effect when applied—]

Xiao Yunjie took a deep breath and abruptly raised the automatic rifle in his hand. As he lifted the weapon, he exhaled all the air from his lungs, entering the "empty-lung shooting" state that snipers adopt when aiming at distant targets to achieve the best possible stability in their hands.

Zuo Jian handed over a helmet with a backhanded motion. Shen Yuxin didn't think much of it, took it, and hurriedly put it on. The sound insulation of the helmet was excellent; once worn, the previously loud patter of raindrops immediately became extremely faint.

Any living creature, once it loses its soul, naturally turns into a rigid, cold corpse.

"Hand these people over to me." A faint voice sounded. The one speaking was none other than Shi Yudong.

Shen Monong also knew very well that if the safe really contained the formula for the serum, its value would undoubtedly be immeasurable. Although she hadn't seen the formula yet, this didn't hinder her estimation of its worth.

Feeling the attack from the ape chieftain, the white wolf let out a mournful cry, its body paralyzed and unable to move as it stood there awaiting death.

However, when I asked her where she had been for the past six months, she shook her head and was unwilling to tell me, saying that once she spoke of it, we might never be able to meet again.

Behind him stood Yan Siqi, Xu Xinshu, and Zheng Zhilong. The three of them were of different ages, but all wore expressions of utter shock as they looked at everything happening in Taicang Port at this moment.

Sun Jie didn't mind now; she was, after all, the vice president of the Mingyang Group. Once you reach that position, your horizon and state of mind become entirely different.

"Then, Your Majesty, how should we analyze, categorize, and summarize this data?" Song Yingxing asked impatiently. Categorizing steel into three types earlier was something he had tested himself, but it was just a simple test—comparing them with pig iron and comparing the three pieces of steel among themselves, lacking specific data.

Although Qin Junxi was walking at the moment, every step he took covered a distance of more than ten meters away.

"Hmph, serves you right. Let's see if you'll remember this lesson and stop doing such dangerous things in the future... Even for my sake, you mustn't... You must know that without you, even if I possessed the most powerful strength, it would be utterly meaningless." Toward the end, the enchanting voice suddenly trailed off.

Lu Shuangyang could sense that although the flying object lacked destructive power, the profound energy contained within it was extremely rich. Without destructive power, its piercing capability must be terrifyingly high.

Yin Yufeng turned his head back: "What, do you want to treat me to dinner? The hour is late, so there's no need to trouble yourself; pressing on with the journey is what matters." With that, he made to leave.

Seeing Mr. Long's demeanor, Qin Junxi shook his head and said nothing, because he knew that these elderly people all harbored a sense of nostalgia for their homeland.

This was not the first or second time she had been interrupted so rudely. What was worse, at times he would completely ignore what Ye Zixin was saying, turning a deaf ear to her words altogether.

Even so, the two of them were forced into a somewhat obscure alleyway. Zhou蕊 was badly frightened because she had never encountered such a thing before. Lu Yu, on the other hand, remained very calm; regardless of what happened, he had to protect Zhou蕊—that was Lu Yu's only thought at the moment.

Whether by the arrangement of fate or not, he turned out to be the very next Pope in history. The Archbishop decisively mobilized over a hundred men to completely seal off the room, and then had the knights begin shouting out demands.