Chapter 260: Return to Base to Rest

Han Ruoxi gently flicked her finger, resetting the electrical device to safety mode: "I am ready as well, we can depart at any moment!"

"You two certainly move fast!" Bai Lin stood up, sliding his data terminal away. "I have already uploaded the scouting data to the main system. Command should see our combat logs shortly."

"Then let us move," Li Chang'an said with a nod. Ensuring everyone was prepared, he led the way.

"Indeed, it is a sound strategy. At this juncture, they truly possess no means to contend with us," Yake murmured in agreement after a moment of contemplation upon hearing Long Aotian's explanation.

Stepping into the sales office once more, he found it as pristine and orderly as ever. The various operations proceeded methodically, entirely undisturbed by Lin Feng's return.

"What is the meaning of this?" Zhu Xia muttered to himself, his eyes wide with disbelief, though there was no soul present to answer his query.

Ren Yaoqi could not help but cast a surprised glance at Ren Yaohua. How had these people become so remarkably docile after only a few days?

No matter how Fang Yacun explained, Madam Liu remained convinced he was risking the perils of Yanbei solely for his sister's sake, breeding a quiet resentment toward Concubine Fang in her heart.

"Ah, forget it. There is no use dwelling on it," Long Aotian sighed, whispering softly to himself.

Knit furrowing his brow, Long Aotian spoke in anger. Had it not been for the sake of the greater good, he would have led his men to storm the gates directly rather than waste words on these mere servants.

Waiting from dawn until noon, there was still no sign of the Japanese soldiers. Watching the sun begin its westward descent, Song Jiliu grew exceedingly anxious.

"If the beginning is already this bizarre, will it grow even more eccentric as I venture deeper?" Lin Feng pondered, his boots stepping rhythmically up the Glory Stairs.

"Master, let me try! Let me try it," Shanshan pleaded, having never beheld a treasure that radiated such beautiful, shimmering splendor.

Memories of his past life surfaced; within the next month or two, tens of thousands of absurd spectacles would erupt across the live-streaming broadcasts.

One evening at closing time, an old man pushed through the door, braving the swirling wind and snow. Ordering a pot of wine, he sat alone in the corner, drinking in solitude.

Thus, they considered introducing Yu Qingtong to eligible young men they deemed suitable, though they had originally intended to wait until she reached her mid-twenties.

Special fireworks of this caliber were costly to manufacture, and their prices were generally steep; Ye Ling had spent five hundred yuan on this single grand mortar, a staggering price compared to standard fireworks.

Ye Ling remained entirely ignorant of Dang Qianbai's true status, yet the close sisterhood between Fan Ling and Dang Qianbai spoke volumes, laying the initial foundation for Ye Ling's future covert schemes.

As Su Zhao’s spiritual energy surged forth, the energies within Tong Baobao and Sasaki Katotori showed distinct signs of being suppressed.

With those words, the old man coughed up blood, yet his eyes shone with a profound joy as though gazing upon boundless wealth, just before he collapsed to the earth.

Once the cultivators had entirely vacated the depression, the two gathered with sinister smiles, while Su Shili crawled out from a nearby thicket.

"Luo Kang, my contracted beast was also afflicted by demonic corruption before, but it has now been completely cured," Qin Haonan spoke in haste.

He instinctively cast his gaze behind the stone tablet, beholding a vast and boundless realm, an eerie, uncanny land that stretched endlessly beyond the horizon.

Seeing the tide turn, the remaining six players lost all will to fight and immediately turned to flee, led by their captain.

Meng Fan returned to his chamber and sat silently upon the edge of his bed. In his memory, battles against the zombies were always breathlessly perilous, particularly the siege on the Heavenly Sect, which could only be described as a narrow escape from the jaws of death.