Chapter 124: Your Cotton Trousers Are Leaking

"Boom!"

The explosion cleared the building debris from the Demon-Suppressing Master, yet a heavy beam remained stubbornly pinned across him. Cao Mang leaped over, stepped onto the beam, and aimed his muzzle directly at the man's eye socket. The Demon-Suppressing Master looked utterly wretched; his face was riddled with holes, exposing his gums, and one of his ears was gone. He stared ahead with wide, unblinking eyes...

One must always observe and anticipate the potential lessons—both good and bad—that lie ahead. As long as existence persists, life and death remain objective realities.

With an ample supply of ammunition, the archers on the city walls shed their restraints and began firing freely at the soldiers below.

"Beep! Mecha synchronization complete. Master, your compatibility with the mecha is 12%. You can unleash the mecha's power at a quasi-King level," Zhixin’s voice echoed around Chen Xiaoyu.

"Master!" As soon as the men brought by Zhuge Liang began to greet him, Zhuge Gui waved his hand to stop them.

It is like an outline—the evolutionary tree of a world emerging from nothingness. It starts with the problems right in front of us, much like driving a car.

Even though they were well aware that Meng Li and Ba Cha'er intended to mock and humiliate thousands of students, they were powerless to stop it.

Compared to becoming a hero, five strategic gold coins were nothing. After all, Luo Hou was now a wealthy man sitting on a fortune of 100,000 strategic gold coins.

However, Shen Jie, Zhao Yao, and the others knew that great danger lurked within. The more people there were, the less safe it became; what if the aliens suddenly lashed out and caused everyone to lose control?

"This is Xu Jingjing, and this is Zeng Lihua. They are my roommates," Yang Ling said, introducing them to Wu Tian.

For this reason, the two had no choice but to rent only one room at the inn. The arrangement was clear: Mu Yao slept on the bed, and Ke Yu slept on the floor.

Although Dodo was reckless, he was by no means a fool. He knew that Dorgon’s talk of being willing to enter the Ming capital as a hostage for the sake of the Manchu people was merely empty rhetoric to win hearts. The Ming and Qing had been at war for so many years; both sides were locked in a fight to the death.

Lin Feng felt this miraculous power of the Heavenly Dao and was deeply astonished. This was his first time entering the Virtual Space-Time Auction House! Where exactly did the space-time power of this auction house come from?

The Holy Master Li Daozi explained the situation to Lin Feng, noting that at the current rate, they could recover the compensation from the faction war within ten to fifteen days.

Emperor Yulong watched Yuxiaoxiao, who remained motionless, his expression unreadable. His eyes held a profound depth that ordinary people could not fathom.

Seven days ago, the Orphnochs, having learned of Xiao Long and his team's plans from an unknown source, launched a frenzied, suicidal attack on their location.

A moment later, Liang Ci realized his lapse in composure. He wiped his mouth, checked his hand, and could only offer an awkward smile.

"I should have just gone home today instead of attending this pathetic party. No, I shouldn't have even chosen this major; it's full of people who think too highly of themselves," Guo Qian thought to herself. "It's still early, so I'll just go home and surprise my brother and parents." With that, she took the elevator down to the parking garage.

Furthermore, with business slumping recently and no hope for a promotion, he had become quite lackadaisical at work. He used to exaggerate his sixty-percent effort into eighty; now, even if he could do eighty percent, he preferred to settle for sixty, as long as it looked passable on the surface.

When the first pillar of light emerged, it was followed by a second, a third, and a fourth. Countless beams of light erupted from the Mad Dragon Martial Arts stage.

"Shut up!" Leng Zhongguo barked. "Amateur skills? If he can deflect his iron fists, that’s hardly amateur! You have no eye for talent; if you don't understand, don't speak nonsense."

"Get back!" Youqin Jiatian blocked the path in front of Wanqi Liang, unwilling to let her suffer even the slightest harm. Wanqi Liang felt the very same way; seeing him drenched in sweat as he shielded her from blades and swords, the emotions in her heart were indescribable, something no one else could ever truly understand.