Chapter 57 Delivering Medicinal Wine

Plowing in spring, weeding in summer, harvesting in autumn, and storing in winter. For the Xiao family, this was their first time planting rice, harvesting it, drying it in the sun, and pounding the golden rice grains into polished rice themselves. Feeling a renewed sense of capability, they beamed with pride.

"Grandmother, look at us. Aren't we amazing?"

"Yes, truly amazing. Practice makes perfect, and by the third or fourth time, you will have mastered the craft. Farming will be even easier for us next year," the old lady said, deeply gratified. "We owe all of this to Nuan Nuan these past few days. The rest of you younger ones must all learn from your eldest sister."

"Grandmother, we..."

Judging by her current physical condition, she had undoubtedly reached her breaking point and must have attempted to end her life multiple times, only to fail in every instance.

Everyone connected to Xie Yaoguang avoided her completely, and even Yun Fan was no exception. The more they acted this way, the more frantic Ye Linchen became. Unable to see her, he could only attempt to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

Meanwhile, the corpse fiend was hovering several hundred meters beneath the three aquatic beasts, lifting her head and stretching out her arms as she chanted incantations continuously, radiating a deep blue glow. Under her control, the three gigantic water beasts took turns charging at the Tianze. Each impact carried the force of a landslide.

Without another word, he walked into the elevator with a stern expression. Cheng Shansong seemed entirely unfazed, walking into the elevator with a normal expression, and the entire ride passed in silence.

Barry's father had been imprisoned for years after being wrongfully accused of murdering his wife. Barry was subsequently adopted by Joe West, who raised him like his own son—an honest, kind, and hardworking blue-collar police officer.

As for his medical skill, well, it was mostly effective for minor injuries since they were just surface wounds. If someone were truly gravely injured, dying would be entirely expected.

Sun Feng and Zhou Yihang bid farewell to Zhou Taishan. Zhou Taishan felt a lingering reluctance to part with them. Through this brief interaction, he had unconsciously grown to accept Zhou Yihang—or perhaps he had never truly rejected him in the first place, otherwise why would he keep so many hidden photographs of Zhou Yihang treasured in his drawer?

"I'll sit in the front," Ma Shanshan quickly said. "You two take the back." Without waiting for Jiang Xi to reply, she grabbed her handbag, ducked into the car, and took the front passenger seat of the Phantom.

Seeing Oshawott in this state, Alan wore a slight smile on his face and immediately introduced Oshawott and Smeargle to each other.

"This has nothing to do with you. I snuck out on my own. Foreign invaders are violating our homeland, and since I am also a cultivator, I must join the battle!" Yuan Zhou declared.

The Longteng Corporation had a strict rule: any employee involved in game design was strictly forbidden from entering the game to prevent disrupting the balance.

"Haha, it's nothing. They are seniors of the Dragon Clan who have come to congratulate you both on your marriage. Those two golden lotuses outside will be of immense use to you; consider it a generous wedding gift," Chen Hao said with a smile.

Seeing how valiant Wang Chen was, slaying a Yellow Turban warrior in a single stroke, Wang Bao and the rest of the militia were filled with soaring morale.

In this world, the person who understood Li Dongsheng best was not Wang Rou, nor Yuan Tiangang, nor Linglong, but Wu Zetian. Wu Zetian trusted Li Dongsheng implicitly, believing that as long as he was willing to assist her, she could achieve feats that no other monarch in history could ever accomplish.

Park Seung-yeon had no idea what Gong Ping's reputation was like among the wealthy circles in the mainland, and she wanted to probe whether Wang Sheng and Yan Xu knew him.

Lu Xuan was extremely anxious, but as the old saying goes, "a starving horse cannot run fast," and the beetle was currently in a state where it could no longer continue fighting.

"You—you mustn't go! We don't even know if there's danger ahead. Judging by their appearance, they come with ill intent and seem quite unfriendly," Biyun quickly warned.

Yet this vanguard who stood out was merely someone at the eighth stage of the late realm of the Vast Source. How could he possibly possess the strength to simultaneously face thousands of experts at the peak of the late realm?

Following the nuclear detonations, the relentless churning of the ocean and marine life had worn away even more fine details on the surfaces of the structures. Fifty thousand years was more than enough time for the sea to turn a jagged square stone completely smooth and round.

During the nationwide census conducted by the Special Operations Department, a vast array of bizarre objects was uncovered from all corners of the country. Anything holding potential value was funneled into various research projects, marking another crucial mission. Among them, the peculiar sphere discovered on the wreckage of the alien spaceship was currently undergoing continuous decryption.