Chapter 61
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As soon as these words were spoken, not only was Zhao Xuehai dumbfounded, but even Chen Zhengping and the others—who had genuinely built cars and even airplanes—were stunned. Could a mere bicycle have so many sophisticated intricacies?
Listening to the discussion among his companions, Bian Tianci truly admired their boundless imaginations, never expecting that two simple words could lead them to deduce so much.
Yang Yi’s expression was extremely ugly. He could never have imagined that the dignified top sect of Daguang would look like this, practically indistinguishable from a noisy vegetable market.
The Jade Emperor had been particularly annoyed with his Grand Chamberlain, Taibai Jinxing, lately. Why could he never handle even the smallest task properly, always making a fuss over nothing? How big of a deal could it possibly be? Look at him—disheveled, acting as though he had just been beaten up. Where was the imperial dignity?
No one expected Liu Shao to say so much. Most of them simply had a pure passion for anime; none would study it in such meticulous detail as Liu Shao did.
"I just want to ask, if Yinyuer comes with us, will Wei Yi go too?" Yang Yi asked.
Looking at the building before him, which was entirely out of scale with the rest of the slum houses, Su Mu said with a sigh.
To address such a problem, a powerful mages' guild had researched a magic that used mana to replace spiritual power many years ago. It seemed, however, that he had failed, because the flaws of this magic were simply too numerous, and it could only be considered a semi-finished product.
After an unknown passage of time, when she regained her senses and looked again, Princess Shouyu still lay quietly on the bed as if fast asleep, yet those hands still possessed unusually large bones.
The Big Mom Pirates attacked Dressrosa twice. The first time resulted in heavy casualties for the Donquixote Family, while the second time they were blasted back by Apollo.
Zhou Xiangdong did not want his mother to end up as lonely as Grandma Mo in her old years, so he was quite supportive of Liwei finding another uncle. Liwei was young and pretty; she shouldn't spend her whole life tied down to the children.
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Living a life anew and seeing the director still alive once more, Xia Wan felt hot tears surging into her eyes, and she wept until she was a complete mess.
She went to find Qi Yanzhu, intending to take back the antique ornaments that had been taken away and return them to Qi Yanling. Though she had little exposure to such things, she knew full well that the items she had taken were nowhere near the exorbitant prices on the inventory list. Qi Yanling certainly had the nerve to quote prices—even a simple hand warmer cost several hundred taels. Why didn't she just go rob someone?
The cold winter wind swept in from the street corner. The young man inadvertently stepped forward to block the wind. Unaware of this, Xia Wan lowered her head, pondering the layout of the utility room after the new year, recruitment and management, how to design the early spring new arrivals, and various other trivial matters.
Huai You, however, slowly retreated to a safe distance, pretended to look toward that door, and skillfully changed the subject.
While simmering the stew, Song Xi grabbed a handful of wakame used for soup and soaked it in water, sliced the tofu, and washed the wolfberries and dried shrimp.
According to conventional wisdom, this was something no boy could ever refuse—long and straight, perfectly embodying the characteristics of rapeseed flowers.
Her relationship with him had always been picked apart and criticized by her "plastic friends" in elite circles during her past life. Even though Xie Qing constantly carved out time to spend with her and cultivate their relationship, she always remained indifferent to him because of the gossip of those people.
"Thank you for your hard work today. You should go back to your rooms and rest first! If there is fresh seafood tomorrow, I'll send it straight to your room." The village chief nodded. Watching Song Xi and Zhou Yi walk into the backyard, the chief excitedly untied the burlap sack covering the wooden bucket. Seeing that every bucket was filled with the supplies everyone needed, the chief beamed with joy.
"Ashi, I want you to go enlist in the army." Qi Yanling put away her notebook and turned to look at Ashi.
Jiang Sihuan felt a jolt in his heart. Although Lianhua Gongzi's face appeared incomparably furious, the depths of his eyes held a trace of extreme, chilling calmness.
Lin Wei carefully recalled the location of the tailor shop, and seeing her mysterious demeanor, she grew quite curious.
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France once boasted of having the strongest land army in Europe, yet it surrendered after enduring a mere six weeks under the German blitzkrieg. It was precisely that initial policy of non-resistance that brought about today's humiliation.
"Nothing much happened. We just sat together, chatted about matters within the sect, and nothing special beyond that." Xu Zheng did not notice Lin Han's expression and spoke on his own, though the excitement on his face could not be suppressed. At the height of his enthusiasm, he looked as sweet as if he had eaten honey, sporting a thoroughly infatuated expression.
As things stood now, there was simply no way to obtain the Rebirth Golden Lotus unless that old antique could be lured out. But since he was the guardian of this lightning curtain, how could he possibly leave this place? Perhaps only when the Divine Firmament Palace faced a moment of life or death would he venture out.
Generally speaking, disciples recruited by the two major academies—whether inner or outer court—had to pass rigorous assessments.
The historical museum before her eyes did not seem like a mountain of gold and silver in the eyes of others, but rather a certain pinnacle of human life.
The voice of that consciousness induced a trace of hesitation in me, yet I still said nothing. I felt the consciousness pause for a moment; sensing no further reaction from me, it said no more. At that moment, I heard a soft *pop*, and those shadows scattered, completely melting into my body.
Xuan Xuan's words carried a genuine sincerity; clearly, she truly loved the environment in which she grew up. Probably only with such a state of mind could one cultivate Buddhist teachings to such a profound depth.
She could not help but recall that before the ancestor's projection vanished within the spatial dimension, he had told her to protect the Bai family and guard the clan. Perhaps this was a restriction placed upon the dimension by the ancestor, preventing her from harming the Bai family.
Though Zhu Shi was struck by her son, she was furious in her heart, yet unable to bring herself to blame him. Instead, she grew even more resentful toward the villagers, believing that they had terrorized her son and made him so fearful of them that he was now demanding money from her.
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