Chapter Forty-Three: A Second Trip to the County Seat

She had the money to buy a bicycle, and she had the bicycle ticket as well, tucked inside the letter from her maternal grandmother. Along with the bicycle ticket were a sewing machine ticket and a radio ticket.

She had also been wearing a wristwatch on her wrist for a long time—a Shanghai brand watch that her paternal grandparents had given her as a sixteenth birthday gift when she graduated from high school, just before she went to the countryside.

The "three-round-and-one-sound" luxury items—usually the top-tier betrothal gifts a family prepared when a son was taking a wife—were hers with effortless ease. If she wanted to buy—

Looking at the overwhelmingly enthusiastic young man surnamed Jin, I, Xu Manman, couldn't help but be reminded of the senior students in charge of reception at the school when I first reported for enrollment.

As he gained mastery over the array within the entire belly of the mountain, he had quietly integrated an illusion formation into this composite array, allowing him to move freely about the mountain's interior at any moment.

"The enemy's defensive depth reaches thirteen kilometers, with their various firepower deployments weighted from front to back. They are quite lax in defending their rear, and the garrison forces near their three artillery positions are sparse, numbering only about a battalion each," Fang Xing continued to answer.

"Have you lost your mind? Do not assume that because you are now the Third Prince, this Empress is helpless against you. If you do not wish to see a war between our two nations, you had best abandon any delusions of coveting what does not belong to you." Mingxuan stepped closer, step by step, pressing down with the tyrannical aura of a monarch upon the seated Shangguan Jue.

In a split second, a sound like thunder broke out from the clear sky, a series of booming echoes shook the earth, and the ground split wide open. The surrounding immortal Qi surged forward like a tidal wave.

If they won this battle, Xu Zheng would not carry out his father's orders to bring Tang Chu back to the concentration camp to extract the parasite for experimentation. He would kill him outright, tearing him to pieces. Not for the sake of revenge, but simply to confirm his death.

"...Sigh! Big Brother Adan, then we'll head in first." Qi Jue took the token that Adan was holding up as if worshiping a deity and put it into his spatial ring. Judging by the current situation, Big Brother Adan was not going to get up anytime soon.

The only prerequisite is that you don't regret it four years from now. Therefore, this university is the best university in S City, and also the one with the highest standards. It is fine if your freedom is not restricted, and it is fine if you do not attend lectures, as long as you will not regret this decision in the future.

Of course, it was also possible that the other party was playing tricks, but given the Lone Wolf's arrogant streak, he truly disdained scheming against someone currently piloting a pile of scrap metal.

Furthermore, he possessed the [King of Iree], the [Domain of the Saints], and superior mechanical technology from the Federation and the Hundred Leagues that surpassed even Iree Star, and he even possessed a "Sanctuary"-class starship, the *Queyu*. He felt he simply had no chance of losing.

He raised his fist and struck out once more, while the Ice and Snow Beast likewise thrust forward, meeting the attack head-on with its two massive horns.

For a long time, he had always been the one needing others, but now he was finally of use, able to help out and be needed by others. He was very happy.

"As a friend, all I can say is: keep working hard with this portion of my effort!" Cheng Huyang said to Can Chi, wiping away the look of disappointment on his face before returning to the spectator seats. However, through this battle, he had also discovered many of his own shortcomings.

With the wooden lot in hand, it was number four, which meant it was for the third match. Ye Yuhen checked his companions' wooden lots one by one. You wouldn't know unless you looked, and the sight gave him a fright.

A collision echoed out. Wang Meng, whose five bloodline pulses had been refined, launched an attack that was likewise exceptionally fierce. Lin Dong was sent flying straight away with a single punch.

He didn't even need to buy a ticket before directly teleporting inside the aircraft. Such is the wonder of superpowers; in Ye Yuhen's hands, this technique was developed to its absolute limit.

Zhang Fan had initially headed west, but midway he chose to make a detour and travel south. Naturally, Zhang Fan was also aware of the dangers of crossing the snowy mountain wilderness by land. Therefore, his plan this time was instead to first return to the Lost Soul Continent to take a look, and then head west by sea to seek his fortuitous encounters.