Chapter 53: The Flesh-and-Bone Restoration Pill

“Strictly Selected! You penniless wretch, I hate you! Why don’t you just die?” Tan Le’s eyes were bloodshot, as though she had lost all reason.

“Yes, you hate me, not Yingying. So you should let him go, and point the knife at me instead.”

“Right!” Tan Le nodded, her mind clouded.

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After much consideration, Amine chose not to delete the photo. She decided to save it, then continued drinking.

“You’re always hovering around Si Le, aren’t you? How could you compare to someone as devoted as me?” Yu Bai, full of disdain, shook off Li Zhengren’s hand and ran over to examine Er Le and San Le’s hair.

Five years—there was no hope for the Golden Core, but now, having successfully established the Foundation, whatever level one could reach would be enough. Having higher cultivation is always far better than being stuck at a lower level.

Bai Mei understood Xu Fang’s situation, but Liu Yang couldn’t tell if Xu Fang was speaking the truth. He had once been full of confidence about obtaining the formula, but now, uncertainty gnawed at him.

Lin Siqing and Yuan Feiyi were both excellent researchers, and they encountered almost no significant problems. Li Mingxuan had initially worried that Yuan Feiyi’s temperament would make communication difficult, but after several days of collaboration, Li Mingxuan’s doubts were completely dispelled.

Ye Cheng suddenly looked up, a flicker of murderous intent in his eyes. Immediately, a cold gleam flashed forth.

After tidying everything up, Ye Cheng washed his hands, cleaning off the herbal medicine for wounds and bruises, then poured the Life Creation Pill into his palm. He inhaled its strong medicinal fragrance, his eyes burning with fervor.

Unlike the students of Environmental Science Class One, the other classes on the field were also training, but all under the shade of the trees. For those classes without shade, their instructors had already led them somewhere else.

Money really makes things easier—the men quickly loaded the eels into the truck, greeted Xu Fang, and drove away.

Mu Bing shook her head and said coolly, “No, just looking around.” With that, she immediately shifted her gaze to the handful of boys still running hard on the track, fighting for a spot.

Naming other people’s children was easy enough, but when it came to naming one’s own, it became so much harder.

Sheng Jie’s trembling right hand gripped his chopsticks, slowly reaching for that charred grilled ‘meat.’ He finally picked it up, and gradually brought it towards his mouth. In that moment, time seemed to freeze—Han Yu and Sheng Chun Jie watched him with anxious sympathy, while Sheng Lan looked on expectantly, hoping the dish would taste good.

The scholar looked at Ha Shun Gerili, who had fallen asleep, then at her pale face. He frowned deeply, unable to hide his helplessness.

The old lady’s door was tightly shut. Ye Bingyin went up and knocked several times, but there was no response.

“Leader Cao, you called us here—is there something you need?” Ye Bingyin asked with a smile, showing no trace of the melancholy he had displayed by the lake.

From the doctor, Ha Shun Gerili learned a bit about heart disease. She understood that her father’s survival this time was nothing short of a miracle, and if he had another attack, the odds of saving him would be slim.

“You save the people, I’ll hold them off!” As the plane, broken in two, plummeted toward the ground, Qin Shaojie shouted to Dou Ruomei and Beiming Zhan, not bothering to speculate about the identity of the seven strangers.

“If you won’t cooperate, it doesn’t matter. People like you are already highly suspicious. Now that you refuse to answer my questions, your suspicion only gets heavier!” Ye Bingyin glanced at Lu Shanglong with a smile.

Suddenly, a cold, dark light rose beneath Qingyun’s eyes. In that instant, he forced himself to regain composure. From Lan Qiaoli’s attack, Qingyun had already used ‘Atmospheric Calculation’ to deduce that Lan Qiaoli actually possessed a partial ‘Replication Technique.’