Chapter 63: Grade B National College Entrance Examination, Nine Continents - Qingqiu (Includes bonus chapter for nutrient solution)

Xu Huinan opened the car door for Aoxue without a word, then walked around to the other side and got into the car. He glanced at Aoxue and felt somewhat relieved to see that she was not as heartbroken as she had been when they first arrived.

Over the past few days, he had also been pondering how to put Jingxian in his place and vent his frustration by teaching him a lesson. However, his plan was not yet fully matured, and lacking absolute certainty, he did not dare to act rashly. He had learned from experience that sometimes, if you fail to kill a snake completely, it will turn around and bite you.

Now that Tier 5 equipment was gradually becoming widespread, Tier 3 equipment was indeed far too outdated, especially a 200-quality set. Standing alongside them at times truly made one feel utterly out of place.

"You've been pondering this matter all along, haven't you? From what perspective did you view it initially?" I asked, still consumed by curiosity and determined to get to the bottom of it.

Upon hearing the urgency in Yan Le's words, Yu Xuejing used her communication watch to report the situation to Meng Zhuzhuang. Meng Zhuzhuang immediately instructed Sun Jinghui to drive Yan Le and his companion back to Beijing University.

After going home to make arrangements for her parents, Han Sulin set off for Donggui City that very same day with Yan Le and the others, promising to come back and pick up her parents in a few days.

White Wolf understood, but Zhao Xiaochen did not. Just as Zhao Xiaochen was about to ask, White Wolf stopped him.

A massive explosion rang out. When the blast subsided, I saw electric currents flickering across Leng Tianying's mecha. I truly never expected that Leng Tianying would manage to take that attack head-on.

Yan Le and Ning Zunhu had no choice but to let the matter drop. Though neither was willing to concede defeat in their hearts, it was inappropriate to continue fighting. Exchanging a hostile glance, they each got into their respective cars and drove away under the guidance of the auction organizers.

Leng Rui left a very good impression on Ji Xiyan; he did not mock her, and she was still living in his house after all.

"Alright, alright, I won't shout anymore. Go put your dudou on underneath and then show it to me, okay, my princess?" Gao Yuan said helplessly.

"What's going on? Is there an earthquake?" Bright ran over in a panic, but the moment he stepped out the door, his jaw dropped in astonishment.

Objectively speaking, although the hundred or so slackers in the Sword Squad nowadays mostly had their hearts elsewhere and held concurrent positions in other squads—finding it a living hell every time sisters Sang Yue and Sang Jing forced them to work overtime to complete research tasks—they would still be extremely reluctant to see the Sword Squad actually dissolved.

Luo Lie found himself caught within the array of swinging pendulums, with no choice but to move forward. Fixing his gaze on the heavy mallets swinging back and forth, he began to step forward. Even before entering the Celestial Temple, Luo Lie had already encountered a succession of life-or-death trials. He could blame no one else; it was entirely due to his own rashness that he had inadvertently triggered the hidden mechanism.

Upon seeing the stark reality before her eyes, Su Han truly understood what it meant to have bare walls and no possessions, and her heart ached with worry for the fate of the two children. Ma Yusheng shook his head and sighed repeatedly while snapping pictures, whereas Gao Ming merely furrowed his brows, pondering inwardly how he might help these two pitiful children.

Chen Haodong suddenly opened his jaws and bit directly onto Hai Liantian's face. Hai Liantian raised his gun and fired shots continuously into Chen Haodong's abdomen, but even as the bullets struck his body, Chen Haodong showed no reaction whatsoever.

By doing this, he merely intended to extract more valuable intelligence from the blue orb.

Jiang Han kept this reservation to himself. With so many unknown perils lying ahead, voicing such easily misleading assumptions would only provoke unnecessary panic.

Entangled by Qiran and seeing Mo Bai's sword about to strike, Rao Hen kicked back with its hind legs, whipped its neck around, and directly hurled Qiran against the wall. Mo Bai knitted his brows, using a spell to catch Qiran while simultaneously parrying Rao Hen's attack with his sword.

With these thoughts in mind, he stared fixedly at the young women on the center stage who were displaying their dance moves and alluring, charming figures.

Through the preceding conversations, Tang Juzhi had already realized that he was operating within the body of "Dr. Mazang," and that Dr. Mazang had harbored more than one emerging personality within himself during the past period.

"Here, take your chopsticks. I know you've always been neat and clean and aren't used to sharing utensils with others."

Judging by this tone, the two people outside seemed to know Chang Luan and the others, and were quite familiar with their situation.

Yet he failed to search his own conscience for the cause. He had agreed instantly, without bothering to check Gale's strength and information; now, having suffered a loss, he blamed others. People like this could only be described as having strength but no brains, with death waiting for them ahead.

Before he could look back at the person in his arms, his incomparably handsome face received a resounding slap accompanied by a furious, irrepressible reprimand.

Mo Bai sighed, placed his hand on Qiran's head, and sealed away all her memories following their trip to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

Jiang Shiyu nodded. He knew this news would take them a while to digest, as the implications were monumental. Previously, those zombie-like creatures could be explained away by biochemical crises, but the sudden appearance of elves and minotaurs made the situation impenetrably murky and complex.

He Yue unreservedly laid bare her interpretation of the song—confusion, agony, and suffocation. It felt as though her throat were being gripped by invisible hands, making even her singing voice sound somewhat choked and breathless.

Yet, having endured these two major battles, the ten-thousand-strong army he had brought from Luoyang had also suffered losses of over two thousand men, with nearly four thousand nursing minor injuries. Though severely wounded casualties were few, it was enough to make Liu Tian浩's heart ache as if pierced by knives.

After hanging up the phone with Yamei, I put the receiver down and glanced out the front door, finding the weather surprisingly fine. The sky outside was remarkably blue, the sun bright yet not scorching, accompanied by a gentle breeze.

Liu Tianhao himself, along with Dian Wei and Xu Chu, led the remaining ten thousand troops to continue lying in ambush within the dense forest.

This remark sounded like an offhand comment, but to those reading between the lines, it carried a completely different meaning.