Volume 1, Chapter 29: Misfortunes Never Come Singly

After parting ways with her eldest sister, Wei Guohong, Lou Nanzhi returned to her workstation. She spent a relatively peaceful day; for a rare, stress-free workday, Lou Nanzhi cherished every moment.

Meanwhile, things were in complete chaos for Wei Guoxiong. After sitting outside the bar for a while the previous day, he had hailed a taxi and gone home. Upon entering, he found the place in shambles, which infuriated him all the more—his life had somehow developed a streak of obsessive cleanliness. In the past, even if he had been slighted outside or faced setbacks in business, returning home always restored his mood. It was as if, after long repression, he had suddenly found relief, like stumbling upon a lush green meadow.

Besides, if a company really relied on a single TV drama to stay afloat, that would be far too simple! Is the entertainment industry really that easy to navigate?

Lu Sheng quickly memorized the three levels of exercise techniques. Since they consisted of various postures and movements similar to yoga or gymnastics—at most supplemented by some weight-bearing—the content was concise, totaling about 4,000 words. Accompanied by photographic explanations, it took the level-headed Lu Sheng only two minutes to grasp.

If Chen Huan hadn’t been a customer, he definitely would have beaten him up. "Are you here looking for trouble? There’s expensive stuff you won’t drink, but you insist on the cheap stuff."

"Zhi-zhi!" Zhi-zhi’s large eyes were filled with misty tears, ready to fall at any moment.

Chen Huan walked past Hu Xuemei with a slight smile on his face, a playful and mocking expression lingering.

"However, if Longkodo really does become in-laws with Mingde, he shouldn't end up as miserably as he did in history, right? What do you think of Longkodo?"

Rather than explaining these incomprehensible things to her, it was better to let her play on the computer. With the vast power of Baidu, she could certainly figure out what was going on in this world, this ancestor of the phoenixes.

He was in a hurry to return and notify the sect elders to discuss the future territorial disputes in the Cangmang Mountain Range.

Yet his arms were incredibly powerful, even sturdier than those of an average young man, clearly in their prime.

This required a very stubborn willpower to achieve, and in his heart, he offered a slight nod of approval for Li Yu’s recommendation of An Ran.

Yun Mu reciprocated, grateful that despite having just joined the team, everything was shared with him; the three seniors hid nothing and treated him like family.

"Is this difficult?" A beautiful smile hung on Li Zhi’s face, yet the words he spoke made all the guards gasp in unison.

However, he had already been exhausted by the Five Elders, and on top of that, he faced one of the three great admirals of the World Government’s Central Army at peak combat strength, plus the harassment of the Five Elders, who possessed Yonko-level power.

After this period of training, Wang He's navy should be fully formed; it was time to dispatch troops to Europa.

Old Yao took 50,000 yuan and three bank cards from the safe in his bedroom, showing that while he was charitable, he still had some reserves.

Consider it compensation for learning his arts; one thing at a time, the matter was settled, and neither owed the other.

But in the social environment of that time, what kind of struggle could he have put up? And even if he had struggled, what result would it have brought?

In the end, these people had no choice but to fold their flags and silence their drums; with the passage gone, there was nothing left for them to do.

"Not only did you come to my house to cause trouble, but you also caused me to be slapped twice by my wife, and yet you have the gall to say you came to thank me! You can turn black into white—such a shameless person. If I don’t teach you a lesson, I’ll write my surname, Ma, upside down!"

At that moment, the city of Beijing, which was usually noisy day and night, suddenly fell silent. Everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

In the void, a majestic force of heavenly fire swept forth, transforming into a giant python of true elemental flames several yards wide, pouncing toward Qin Yu to kill him.

Afterward, Fanchen tested how much energy value he would obtain if the system consumed the leaves of the World Tree.

A cold light flashed, and the fully armed Chitauri soldiers blocking the captain's path were all cut in half at the waist.

Regarding Li Yan, my portrayal wasn't very good; I didn't truly write out everything I wanted to express, but even so, I am already very satisfied.

Because the Workshop Army had been formed for only a short time, there wasn't much reserve personnel here in Danling. They were mainly concentrated in Grey Plains Town, with over 500 people. At the same time, some young villagers and workers from the workshops would occasionally join the training.

"This plant is called Fire-tinder Grass; it’s an excellent fire starter," Zhao Yuan explained to Luoluo, who was standing to the side.

If the Supreme Assassin lost, then this battle was already half-lost for Dongfang Pu. On their side, there was no one left who could kill Yun Tiankong.

"Forget it, continue the search. In any case, our ultimate goal is to conquer the entire Jiangbei City. For now, let’s show off our strength so that it will be to our advantage when we attack the city. This is killing many birds with one stone, so it must be done well," the Demon King ordered.

Nothing he said worked, so in the end, he had no choice but to take her back to the inn, open another room for her, and settle her down for the time being.

After showing the shop owners from the market around the store, the uncles of the Zhao family and his father-in-law's family arrived as well, making the shop quite lively.

Smashing through the windows in the corridor, the group leaped down. As soon as they hit the ground, they looked back at the building, watching it collapse rapidly before their eyes, kicking up a cloud of smoke. A purple aurora shot out from the building, streaked toward the sky, and hovered in mid-air.

"Why, can't Sister Yu and I come?" Zhi Rou pulled Li Yu to sit down, then picked up the wine pot from the stove and poured two cups with graceful movements, handing one to Li Yu and drinking the other herself.

The Goddess of the Golden Spirit and the Goddess of the Tortoise Spirit attacked together, their sword lights slashing around Xia Jie, slicing off pieces of his sleeves and robes before both let out muffled groans and turned to flee.

Seeing the male ghost stalling, Lingling couldn't wait any longer. A fierce gust of wind flew from her hand, but the male ghost parried it. "Meddlesome!" the male ghost scolded angrily.

"Still want to run?" Hua Xiang snorted coldly. Suddenly, his hands drew back like bowstrings and his body arched like a bow. The hideous, giant mouth of the War Beast was about to bite the waist of the Pangu True Body. If it bit down, Hua Xiang would surely be severed in two. A hint of joy appeared on the War Beast’s face.

Shang Tang chuckled softly, shaking his head with a sigh: "Aside from the people of the Four Great Wu Clans that the King cannot execute at will, among the other ministers, who is any better than the next? This time, I have specially selected five thousand of the sturdiest Black Boars for you, along with twenty tamed Pterodactyls. Tell me first how you intend to thank me."

The red leaves in the courtyard danced incessantly, like colorful butterflies, occasionally landing on the bluestone floor. A few mischievous ones landed on his pure white hunting robes and slid off gently. He looked at me quietly, saying not a word.

He suddenly stood up, reached out to pull the hanging curtain, and said in a low voice, "Pardon the intrusion." As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain was already lifted.