39 Second Viewing (Part Two)

The atmosphere was permeated with an enigmatic vibration that effortlessly put one at ease, dissolving all desire for conflict. Zhang Zhipei gazed at this magnificent scenery with a lingering sense of attachment, but then, with a resolute heart, he struck the Bell of Purity. With a resonant "hum," Zhang Zhipei immediately snapped back to his senses.

Once explained, it might seem incredibly simple—something a seven or eight-year-old could grasp and remember. Yet, before that clarity was reached, the vast majority of people, perhaps even generations, would never have thought of it, let alone taken the next step to improve upon it.

Thus, the Seagull Team received their first deployment order, finally finding a purpose for their long-idle existence. "Listen up, this is the Seagull Team's first operation; it must be a complete success," Captain Kamiyama shouted to the other two members.

This child was actually three years older than Guo'er, yet he was far inferior. Lady Yuli looked at her and shook her head, feeling a sense of disappointment.

San Zuizui took the money with a look of gratitude, but having never heard of the Shanhai Company, he looked blankly at the middle-aged leader of the band of musicians beside him, his expression one of inquiry.

Gui Hai, unsurprisingly, felt no blame toward this; instead, he nodded repeatedly. He had originally worried that his disciple was too simple-hearted and might suffer for it in the future, but this incident showed that Shiyuan possessed significant cunning, and there was no need to worry about his future conduct.

The two women ran off, but Guan Xiaojun and Guan Shanhu dared not flee. The two exchanged glances and, steeling themselves, walked up to Guan Yunshan.

This fellow actually spent money to have someone attack his website over such a trivial, sesame-seed-sized matter.

At that time, it was common for children to have lice and nits; parents thought nothing of it, and the children didn't consider it dirty. They didn't even care, living by the philosophy that "if you have enough lice, they don't itch."

Lu Yun shook his head helplessly, crouched down, hoisted You Yu onto his shoulders, glanced at the back of the undead warrior, and gritted his teeth as he pressed forward.

Aunt Ping noticed that Lu Jie and his group had been looking in their direction, so she prepared to go over and ask what they were doing.

Hearing Lu Jie say this, Yang Yuxuan, who had no desire to go to the police station anyway, suddenly perked up. "I'm fine now, look." As he spoke, he jumped up and down on the spot to prove his recovery.

Those who are more skilled should be treated as leaders; they might not know the saying, but they understood that those who teach them skills must be respected as masters.

Seeing everyone in this state, a flash of gratification crossed Lin Qian's eyes. Without further ado, he began to distribute tasks clearly and concisely.

How did that saying go? If there are no conditions, we create them. Shui Moche was currently using his wits, striving to create the conditions necessary to fight his opponent.

"Do you think you're filming a gangster movie? Enemies, you say? It seems you've offended quite a few people in your time!" As he spoke, he produced his credentials for him to see.

Wei Zhongdao told Youyou to hold onto him tightly, and grabbing Xun Wu and Mi Lan with his other hand, he bolted for his life.

She didn't really intend to find a partner; after all, she had just broken up with the last one and hadn't rested enough yet.

Lu Jie arrived at the door of Director Wang's office. His heart was filled with trepidation, and after taking several deep breaths, he finally raised his hand to knock.

As the rocket continued its ascent toward space, Lin Qian stopped playing coy and gave Anatoly a general overview of the functions of the satellite watch he had gifted him.

From the center of the Ancient City of Taiyuan to this point, Mu Yang had been observing. Although the cultivators along the way possessed power far beyond that of ordinary people, they all subconsciously dodged whenever they brushed past Tian Xu.

As for Nankun Prefecture, although Xun Luo had not found Jiufang Yin or Zhang Si, he had wiped out the ascetics of the Bitter Path in Nankun, causing great losses to the ghost dens that Jiufang Yin had plotted.

"What's the rush..." Su Muxiu now had Ye Xiu's help and sometimes chose to sleep in, but today he had been woken up by him directly.

"Hehe, this can be kept for a long time!" Su Mucheng pounced and took out all the other items to cover it, fearing her brother would hide it away.

"Are you still mocking me?" Lin Hao muttered as he left. Taking advantage of the fact that his physical capabilities and movement effects were still active, he retreated in a hurry. However, outside this building, it was the domain of that zombie, Fanfan, so Lin Hao ultimately chose to head upstairs.

Even within the system, this was the attitude one encountered when asking for help, let alone from those on the outside. It's no wonder people say that these office doors are hard to enter and the faces behind them are difficult to look at.

Daliang had no defenses tonight, yet no one fled the city, for the people of Daliang were already being transported out by boat.

A "click" sounded like a gunshot, but no bullet emerged from the pitch-black muzzle; it turned out to be a fake toy gun.

"Finally reached the capital..." Leng Wuwei uttered these words upon seeing the bustling scene.

Just as all sectors of the Chinese internet were busy paying attention to and trying to contact the Cybertron Technology Company, no one knew that Sun Cheng was currently driving toward the suburbs of the Xixia District, having just purchased a new villa.

The livelihoods of so many employees were at stake; if the boss were to suddenly throw in the towel and announce his retirement, that would never do.

In the past, those guests would often become so excited upon seeing him that they wouldn't know what to do, their speech even becoming incoherent.

Anoke walked over to Molin and placed a hand on his shoulder, sighing slightly.

To fulfill his promise of taking over Xiao Li's work, Shen Feng picked up a bamboo bucket for watering and followed A-San to the rice paddies. However, A-San wasn't accompanying him to work in the fields; instead, carrying a basket on his back with two wooden buckets inside, he was heading up the mountain to chip ice.