Chapter 268: Scouting Again

"There truly are quite a few of the Zerg!" Li Chang'an murmured softly. "About two or three squads are setting up a temporary camp, likely preparing for subsequent operations."

"There is indeed a major movement afoot!" Shen Qiuyue said coldly. "It seems our reconnaissance mission this time has proven its worth."

"These Zerg appear to be a scouting detachment, not the main force," Li Chang'an continued. "However, this is already enough to prove signs of their massing in this sector."

When it came to techniques in cultivation and breeding, not only he, but the entire village held absolute trust in Liu Xiaoyu. After all, the reality of it stood plain to see.

Wei Tingyu gently shook her head, then rose to fetch a wooden box from the cabinet. Upon opening it, a stack of silver banknotes and some loose silver coins lay within; counting them, they amounted to over a thousand taels. She closed the box once more and handed it to Biqi.

Thus, humanity found a moment to catch its breath. The Argent Dawn planned to establish a new base, though this design had already been disrupted by Scourge elements; the Scarlet Crusade, in the face of the undead plaguing the continent, chose a resolute counteroffensive, much like the mixed force currently marching from Tyr's Hand toward the Corin's Crossing.

Presently, a massive shipyard was under construction at the Qingdao New Port Pier. Should this dockyard be completed, China would possess the capacity to construct vessels of the twenty-thousand-ton class; precisely because of this, it was the largest among all dockyards currently being built in China, more advanced than those in Port Arthur and Dalian.

Nearly every male creature yearned to fling Pabengjas aside and enjoy this incomparably voluptuous service for themselves.

Sensitive, grim, and distrustful. These three traits belonged exclusively to international spies and should never have appeared in Gu Qingcheng. If she and Gu Zhijin truly shared the same blood as siblings, their essential natures were simply worlds apart.

"While this place is decent, if we are strictly comparing, it seems to fall a bit short of where you live. Whatever brought you here for a vacation?" Liu Qiang's father asked in utter astonishment.

To contend with the faith of the true dragon god, Tiamat of the Thunder, a clash with the Church of Aredo was naturally unavoidable; a war between the dragon deities was imminent.

No matter how vividly and convincingly the members of Congress spoke, so long as the President had not yet arrived to deliver an address, it all remained mere speculation.

Therefore