Volume 1, Chapter 41: Merely a Means

Yet at this moment, they were all wildly cheering for that racist. What has happened to this world? Is the doom of the mutants approaching?

"A plague breaking out in my jurisdiction at a time like this is my dereliction of duty. Do you know what this means?" Carmine spoke calmly, yet the man in black lurking in the corner knew the turbulent waves within Carmine's heart.

Fury frowned and remained silent. He was still quite cautious and did not dare to hastily assume that Alan had won just like that. After all, they had witnessed the destructive power of this Dark Phoenix before, and even someone as powerful as Alan had been killed once.

However, Li Lianlong clearly did not want to play the role of the devoted male best friend, which was why he constantly kept coming to find her.

From then on, the city would never be as stable and peaceful as before, with countless invisible wars unfolding all around it.

"You..." Ning Yaohua was already furious to begin with, and now, being mocked so relentlessly by Zheng Minjun, he was on the verge of fainting from sheer anger.

After wolfing down their meal without any room for argument, Qin Qin dragged Yanzi away to go play a game, leaving the wretched Wulin behind to pay the bill.

Something miraculous happened. Fulfilling the contractor's self-cognition modification, Nyarlathotep's existence underwent a transformation.

For the past two months, Wang Ziqiong had simply been making money, taking drugs, making more money, and taking more drugs along the way.

He took out a jade pendant, hesitated for a fraction of a second, and suddenly a trace of anxiety appeared on his face as he transmitted a message.

All these varied things rushed into Ling Feng's mind at this very moment like a moving film reel, the scenes so vivid, endearing, and fresh in his memory.

The black minivan was driven by Wang Dabao, crawling forward at a speed akin to a motherfucking turtle. The atmosphere inside the car was stiflingly heavy; no one spoke, and nobody even bothered to listen to the soft, soothing music. The vibe was bizarre to the extreme.

How Shangguan Ye was doing, he had no idea. Murong Qiufeng could only clutch his chest, using his sleeve to vigorously wipe his mouth while gasping for breath before looking up at Shangguan Ye. Just this single glance brought him face-to-face with the cold glimmer flashing within Shangguan Ye's slightly narrowed eyes, causing his heart to skip a beat instantly.

"Shouldn't we make a phone call to notify Brother Jun?" Taozi looked at me sideways, lit a cigarette, stuffed it into my mouth, and said indifferently.

The man nudged his chin toward me, and the man inスーツ handed me a leather briefcase. When I opened it, neatly stacked bundles of RMB were lying quietly inside, just waiting for me to harvest them. I was stunned for a moment; I had never seen so much money all at once, and my head felt a bit dizzy.

With that, the two of them dragged Jin Chen—whose limbs were entirely limp—along the path. Watching the estate recede into the distance, Jin Chen took one final glance backward, only to see that pale figure once again appearing in the second-floor display window.

Both the affairs of Shadow and the matters concerning Ling Shang suddenly became utterly insignificant, yet twice as heavy.

Xiao Chuo's body stiffened. She gave Han Derang a gentle push, sat down on the other side, and gave a hollow laugh. "You, what are you doing?" Lowering her head again, she continued mending the clothes.

Xiao Yiwen had long since guessed that the First Prince's failed assassination of the emperor was merely a bitterness ploy between the emperor and the eldest prince, designed specifically to send a message to him. By now, he also understood that when his imperial father had forced him to leave the capital back then, it was not out of genuine disgust, but rather to leave a fallback option for the future.

"Leader Beidou! The assault team is on the verge of total annihilation! A massive force of enemy troops is concentrated directly in front of this flagship!" The intelligence officer reported the real-time combat situation.

Though the Third Generation was aged, the sharp light shooting from his eyes was like a perpetual lamp in the dark night, piercing straight into people's hearts. Conversing with such a person was no different from matching wits on politics with Trump, the President of the United States in the real world.

Due to their long-distance relationship, the romantic thread between Bian Yuanhang and Hong Shuqiu still failed to progress any further.

"Beidou, I can't hold on much longer!" Yao Ying's face was deathly pale. All of his energy had been poured into the Five-Star Divine Array, yet even so, he could not trap the High Priest. That fellow's strength could only be described by the word "terrifying."

An income of tens of thousands of yuan a month allowed him to live with ease in the metropolis of Qianjiang.

Although paying for reviews was not uncommon in the critique circle and was often criticized by players, this time, none of the major gaming media outlets had accepted a single penny from Terracotta Army Entertainment.

With a massive group of armed police dealing with just two people, it would be a wonder if police dogs were even needed to enter the fray.

At first, when the face on the big screen opened its mouth to speak, it still looked somewhat mechanical and insufficiently flexible. By the time it finished speaking, however, it was full of human warmth, and its tone sounded unmistakably like a real human being talking.

These logistics ships had initially sailed to Wa Island to transport looted supplies after the subsequent conquest of Goryeo. Now, transporting the Japanese soldiers across first meant they could just carry supplies back on the return trip without any delay.

Feng Xuefeng wanted to say something, but before he could finish, Mu Su had already taken Feng Qingyu and left.

Upon entering, they discovered that there was nothing much inside the room—only some ordinary tables, chairs, and benches. On the table sat a half-eaten meal and half a pot of wine.

What C7 had mentioned earlier—that using MIRACLE could absorb the abilities of other ability users—was something basically known to all ability users who had escaped from that branch. In other words, the objective of these three individuals was very likely to kill Akatsuki Chinako and acquire her abilities.