Chapter 39

Holy crap, even the data cables can be monitored? I was shocked. Does that mean every time I plugged in a cable to my phone or computer to ask for support, he could see everything?

Their fists collided. The divine dragon on Wang Dao's fist, combined with the terrifying golden power within, struck the rust-colored disc on the opponent's fist. To his astonishment, he discovered that the force of that disc was overwhelming, grinding away much of his own power, even though the opponent's strength was fading as well.

Looking down from the sky—the Jellyfish, the Crown Prince, and the others formed a triangle, trapping Luka in the center!

We followed the path we had come, walking through corridors and galleries, traversing the desolate ancient city. The flags fluttering on the city gates snapped in the wind, making the city appear even more vacant.

Li Yu and Zhang Tianze didn't say much when they saw Liu Yifei arrive. Liu Yifei had helped them immensely with the recruitment, so even if Liu Yifei didn't want to study, they were still grateful to him.

"Just give the order, Tower Master," Gu Yannan immediately replied respectfully. Da Heng couldn't help but roll his eyes; it seemed Gu Yannan would never change that title, but it didn't matter anymore. They wouldn't be seeing each other as often as before, so he went straight to the point.

"Insert the wooden staff into the crevice from your side, then press down hard. Can you do that?" Cheng Xiang's voice came through. He reached a finger deep into a section of the gap to indicate the exact spot to me.

This feeling of silence was truly terrifying—no concept of time, no glimmer of dawn, just absolute darkness.

The talisman inscribed with the character "Prohibit" caused the white-clad masked figure’s rapid speed to slow significantly, but it only lasted for a moment before he regained his original pace. Meanwhile, the two talismans inscribed with "Wind" transformed into twin blades of wind, striking at the masked man's back and legs, respectively.

My, my, this kind of decisive, cold-hearted character, capable of cleanly cutting through critical issues with a blade, is almost on par with Saeko Busujima.

"Drink!" A black shadow flashed out. With a bang, it collided with the divine sword. The shocking result was that it was the Prime Minister who was sent flying backward.

Indeed... although the SSS Brigade had many members, they were slightly short-handed to act as the host institution for the music festival, and since most of the students in the academy were NPCs, they couldn't rely on the school's own resources at all.

"It’s obviously the wild wolves from the savage tribe!" the sword-bearing youth from the beginning immediately chimed in, triggering a roar of laughter.

Pangu reached out, took the stone, and squeezed it hard. The stone let out a groan, and sparks flew from between Pangu's fingers. But when he opened his fist, the stone hadn't shattered; it merely bore five deep finger indentations on its surface.

"Could it be that he took a giant dump inside?" The physician's assistant, seeing that the physician couldn't bring himself to say the words, assumed he was too embarrassed and hurriedly jumped to his own conclusion, waiting smugly for the physician's praise.

The Indonesian xenophobic army seized the opportunity to occupy several large towns, issuing public notices in the name of the "Indonesian Xenophobic Army" to gather the scattered local populace.

Feeling only an increase in energy within his body, Ye Yuxuan frowned and muttered, "What’s going on? It doesn't seem much different from before."

Li Guo could only speculate on these matters; he couldn't confirm them. But clearly, he had verified his earlier hunch about Mo Chou's background, and it also confirmed Uncle Dante's "shelter theory."

Comparing the two moves, Wei Yan watched as Ye Yuxuan was beaten into a retreat, then suddenly burst into laughter. He stopped abruptly, his face turning cold and his gaze sharpening, making Ye Yuxuan feel as though a golden eagle were staring him down.

When a spy is willing to communicate with you, it means their psychological defenses have begun to crumble. You only need a little patience, combined with both kindness and severity, and you will surely get what you want.

With soldiers like the ones we have now, no amount of clever tactics will work. To win this war, we must tear everything down and start over.

He went to bed very early that night, waking up several times in a panic, his mind caught in a series of storms, unable to find peace.

Everyone gathered around to watch. Some male beasts were selling the game they had hunted that morning; recognizing the stall owner who sold white-sliced meat, they couldn't help but crowd around to take a look.

"Damn! Are they trying to impersonate the Chinese Zodiac?" Wu Yan muttered, looking at the trio's getup.

Lin Xian looked at He Jingchuan with a hint of disdain; this wolf had been in a foul mood ever since Lu Zhiyi started chatting with him.

Wang Ye didn't know if he felt happy or terrified. When the second child finally let out its first cry, he finally remembered to use scissors to cut the umbilical cords of both children, wrapping the infants, who looked like skinned monkeys, in towels.

Zhou Zhe was taken aback. He hadn't expected that after he had just laid out a long list of reasons, Han Jingwei would instead claim that it was a good thing these students couldn't return.

On the other hand, normal people are afraid of anything contaminated, and the smell was indescribable—utterly foul and fishy.

In the end, I couldn't bring myself to bite down. I swung the heavy snake tail, slamming the two impostors hard against the ground.