Chapter 44: The Female Delivery Rider (1)

On one hand, this identity could offer him certain advantages, but on the other, it was bound to bring trouble. As for how to proceed, he could only take it one step at a time.

Zhou Tao generously took them in, but concurrently required that they follow his caravan and contribute their labor.

Meanwhile, to accommodate Lin Qingyi’s schedule, Huayin Entertainment arranged for their recording studio at the capital branch to handle her sessions.

Lin Qingyi sighed helplessly. It was fortunate that Xu Qian didn’t know she was the author of this book; otherwise, she would certainly pester her to write even during class.

Ning Fan breathed a slight sigh of relief. Ye Rou usually only called him when she had something urgent, so when he heard that voice so suddenly, he had feared she was in real danger.

"Pat, you should put it this way: this is Ronnie from the British Isles. These Brits are no good news," Bernard said with a laugh.

One only needed to input the destination address, and the battleship would pilot itself, requiring no further concern from the two of them.

Hearing the voice, Yang Feifan turned around. He was quite surprised to see Qi Keyu; he had not expected her to attend his birthday party at all.

"Oh no, I was in such a rush to escape that I misread the path," Xiaosa said, suddenly panicked. This wasn't the tomb chamber they had entered; it was a different one entirely.

An aura emanated from Wu Ming as her entire body turned golden—not just any shade of gold, but a truly breathtaking, magnificent hue.

"Because the mercenaries she rescued didn't show her any gratitude and instead gave her the cold shoulder, so..." Xiao Yan, with a head full of questions, turned to ask his elder and second brothers.

It wasn't just the games designed by Mu Xun that were like this; these five categories could encompass every game currently on the platform.

Some gourmet hunters tried to raise their weapons to block, only to be smashed into a daze on the spot; others were knocked unconscious or killed outright by the impact.

Mad Lion was a man of impulsive and fiery temper. In his rage, he forgot that he was the captain of the Blue Lion squad and transformed directly into a massive blue lion, leaping to the front of the two armies.

Naturally, Mu Xun also explained the restrictions, hoping to ignite the competitive spirit of some proud players, as no one liked to be left behind.

"Hahaha! Poor? Isn't the top prize for the Transformation Stage ten billion World Coins? A mere teleportation array shouldn't cost that much, right?" Elder Qi laughed.

As for the explosive rumors circulating among the players, Mu Xun took a cursory glance and realized someone was clearly stirring the pot, deliberately using this opportunity to smear *Wasteland*. Indeed, there were some players hoping for compensation, and their messages had evolved from initial complaints into outright verbal abuse.

At Bai Qi’s command, the tens of millions of troops of the Great Qin Kingdom struck simultaneously, unleashing a barrage of armor-piercing arrows and sky-shattering cannons toward the enemy.

Yan Xinxin raised her eyes, filled with skepticism, and happened to collide with the man's deep, meaningful, and smiling gaze.

Just as Fu Zixin joyfully began to call out his name, she noticed Xiao Yize walking toward Yan Xinxin with a look of profound seriousness.

He Shaoji had seen plenty of livestock and had assumed that monster beasts were merely stronger, acting on instinct alone. Now, it seemed things were not so simple.

He had never seen her in the Mo residence before. He figured that since Old Master Gu had come today, she must have been brought along by him.

He was curious: why would the God-Descending Sect, or rather these believers of the old gods, bother to recruit these powerless mortals?

But as he moved to stand, he reflexively recoiled. Clearly, the gunshot wound on his knee had not yet fully healed, causing a sharp pang of pain.

Thinking there was something wrong with his supernatural ability, he nervously tried to reconnect with Old Li’s consciousness.

Seeing the skull mask beside her, she breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly placed it back on her face.

The Proud Sword Master had been famous for a long time and was the most senior person present. He pondered for a moment and said, "First, the Demon Race has long coveted the world; this strike was expected. The only thing I did not anticipate was how Mo Yuanhua convinced the other six sects to form an alliance."

"Miss Lin, do you know me?" Wan俟 Chen was slightly surprised, but it was clear that this was not the point of Lin Luoxian’s words.

"How is that possible? I don't just like it; I absolutely love it." Yan Fei lit a cigarette and took a blissful puff.

"If the Master of the Southern Chariot cannot achieve a breakthrough in his lifetime, what will you do, sir? Therefore, I believe it is time for you to start considering your own interests." The goatee-stroking man’s eyes glinted with an imperceptible sharpness.

"By the way, when I was healing your wounds earlier, I saw the world within your eyes," Ming Luo broke the silence.

There were many hot springs around San Francisco. Lan Jiahui declined Aaron's offer to assign him bodyguards, drove a car from the estate to a private hot spring alone, and began to plan his next steps while soaking in the water.

Just as various rumors were brewing, a piece of news spread rapidly, shaking the entire world.

At that moment, the flames suddenly became more lively, and Liu Sanbao saw a strange gas emerge from the steel-like liquid, passing through the scorching fire to soar into the air, emitting a series of roars like thunder.

Tian Xing’s strength was unfathomable, and the defense of Muyegu Su was freakishly powerful; he admitted he was no match for either.

"Knowing my identity, yet you still dare to appear so brazenly behind me. Have you come here to seek death?" The man's voice was calm and icy.

"Disgusting! Take your hand off my chest! How am I supposed to get up like this?" Qin Yuxin snapped.

Li Yu frantically mobilized the internal energy in his body, trying to break free from the opponent's restraint, but no matter how he struggled, his body felt as if it were being crushed by an invisible mountain, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

But this brought him great trouble; just as Tingting had said, the right path is always filled with thorns.

Now, with the fire support of two armed helicopters, they were not at a disadvantage against the two or three hundred mutated zombie snakes. In fact, led by Zhang Hu—an evolver who had just completed his second evolution—they were even able to launch timely counter-charges.