Chapter 220: "Martial Scripture · Star Annihilation Chapter"

Of course, even if it could not connect to the main network and remained a solitary database, it was still a treasure trove well worth Li Changan’s immense efforts to excavate.

With the assistance of Su Wanrong and another crew member from the imperial warship, Li Changan connected to the internal network of the Universe-class vessel.

Li Changan felt his consciousness morph into a beam of light, plunging at breakneck speed into the virtual realm.

The so-called warship database manifested itself within the dimensions of this virtual world.

I could not help but admire Du Heng, while simultaneously feeling grateful to my father. I had thought that upon learning of this matter, his first instinct would be to give me a thorough scolding; to my surprise, he shifted the entirety of the blame onto Gu Tanzhi, uttering not a single word regarding my own transgressions.

Behind the trio, their old comrades were equally ecstatic, seamlessly forming a second wave that followed closely in their wake.

Ye Qing then withdrew a gold ingot from the system space, placed it upon the counter, and looked at him with a knowing smile.

A domineering CEO? Nan Yu thought helplessly, wondering which part of Tang Huaijin's demeanor possibly fit the persona of a domineering CEO.

Tang Huaijin offered no reply to her words; he perpetually felt as though a gaze were fixed upon him. Yet, despite searching the surroundings several times, he found nothing amiss. A bitter smile touched his mind; over the past year, he had frequently fallen prey to such illusions, often believing he had caught sight of Nan Yu. He would rush forward heedless of everything, only to realize it was nothing more than a trick of his own psyche.

At that moment, I was utterly astonished: Heavens, could he truly discern even that? I was rather skeptical, yet that was precisely how it stood.

Following that, we began to chat about everything under the sun. Throughout the entire conversation, I breathed not a word regarding the events that had unfolded outside the JK Bar the previous night. Had that matter been disclosed, Liu Xi and Peng Yuxin would hardly have revered me as a hero like the others; they would have simply unleashed a torrent of furious rebukes upon me.

Yet Liu Shisheng merely kept his head bowed, the tips of his fingers pressed against the bridge of his nose, seemingly deep in contemplation.

This was the Heaven-Reliant Sword that Ye Qing had snatched from the world of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber; it had been gathering dust within the system space, but now that he had mastered the art of sword control, it would finally serve its purpose.

Zet crept stealthily into Dela’s room, moving toward the desk under the pale glow of the moonlight, and gently pulled open the drawer.

Fashion shows rarely commenced on schedule; even if a designer poured immense planning and preparation into the event, the dazzling chaos of the various live segments frequently bred unforeseen disruptions.

Naturally, he was unaware that while the matter sounded simple in speech, the actual execution would be fraught with countless hurdles, bound to encounter all manner of resistance and complications.

Fortunately, he had kept a trick up his sleeve, deploying men to cruise and patrol the vicinity of the various dikes, which allowed them to discover the commotion here just in time and hastily summon a contingent to rush to the scene. This was precisely why these three had been able to cause a ruckus for so long before anyone arrived to stop them; had they been a moment later, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Black blood welled continuously from the wounds of the demonic cultivator's envoy, engaging in a violent tug-of-war with the encroaching vines, a battlefield established within the envoy’s very flesh that caused him to shriek in agony.

Yun Chen traced profound, mystical steps across the empty void, his silhouette gradually blurring as an infinite golden radiance surged in tandem with his stride.

Qi Hao rushed to An Ran’s side as if on wings, speaking to her with a solemn countenance, as though delivering a stern lecture.

Following the division into groups, everyone returned to the studio to prepare for the official group costume photoshoots; Qin Ming made a guest appearance as the host, naturally posing for photos alongside the other presenter, completely detached from Yi Yi.

Ilona possessed little knowledge regarding Princess Huili; previously, she had only heard from Zet that the princess was formidable, yet she had never truly encountered her.

Yuanyuan let out a soft sigh, surmising that perhaps the Weibo system was experiencing some sort of technical glitch. No matter—tomorrow she would expose some more scandals to make their numbers surge right back up.

"Say no more, this palace understands your meaning! Whatever it is you wish to know, I shall tell you!" Noble Consort Yuan could finally contain herself no longer, speaking up to cut his words short.