Chapter 332: Don't Think of the Enemy as Too Stupid

"It has already been transmitted to your terminals!"

Bai Lin struck the keyboard a few times and pushed up his glasses.

"Let us set forth!"

The group boarded the armored vehicle and drove toward the northern mining district.

Along the way, Sun Yang chattered away without a single moment of silence.

"Tell me, where on earth did these rebels come from? Why are they always entangled with the Zerg? Aren't they afraid the Zerg will turn on them and devour them whole?"

"Do not underestimate the intelligence of your enemy!"

The difference between the two was five-hundredfold, a stark disparity from which one could deduce the sheer power of the second volume of the Divination Art.

"I brought up the matter of you serving as the referee. Originally, they wanted me to arrange some sort of test. I trust your grandfather, but there are those who are making trouble, so you will have to endure a little grievance for now. Tomorrow, I shall accompany you to take the test and silence those people," Zhou Tianmin said across the dinner table.

When that time came, let alone the carpenters of Tianjin being crushed and driven out of business, the carpenters of the entire Beizhili region would not have a single day of peace.

Bai Zihua mattered little; his prowess was merely on par with his own. Yet Mu Xi's cultivation was even deeper than both his and Bai Zihua's combined, so he would not allow himself to be vexed by this matter.

It was precisely this state of mind that caused many to lose their composure tonight, giving full and unbridled vent to the emotions locked within their hearts.

The matters of the imperial court today were not to be mentioned; now that he had become the Duke of State Protection, they were even less permitted to be spoken of.

Unless they were surrounded and overwhelmed, or suffered crippling blows to their legs and lower bodies before being battered to death by heavy hammers and spiked maces, the iron-clad elites of the Lord's Guard rarely suffered casualties.

At that exact moment, Chen Xuyuan raised his head as he suddenly felt the spiritual talisman on his person shudder violently. This indicated that the spirit-governing warning array—which he had previously set up using animal spirits—had been tripped by someone, sending him a spiritual warning.

Cultivating a Lord-tier creature to King-tier would require far too much time. If this were not the only revived living statue in the entire world, Gao Peng would have far better options available to him.

During a film's theatrical run, theaters would screen advertisements, a practice known as pre-show advertising. Generally speaking, the more promising a film's commercial appeal, the more pre-roll advertisements would seek it out. The theaters would take a forty percent cut of this revenue, while the remainder belonged entirely to the production company.

When Wu Qiang and Zhou Yalin witnessed Zhuo Nan take action, their eyes lit up instantly. The strength Zhuo Nan had just displayed was somewhat terrifying; they had been entirely unable to catch his movements, and only when he came to a halt did they realize he was already standing upon the arena stage.

"Sshhhk!" The blade fell as soon as his hand was raised. Just as Zhou Huai'an extended his hand, Hong Mei struck with her blade, and Zhou Huai'an's left hand severed and fell at the sound.

Turning her head, she discovered that the man in green was scrutinizing her with a bizarre gaze, making his thoughts entirely impossible to fathom.

In truth, however, Luo Feng's guess was reasonably close. Chen Fei was not a transmigrator, yet the game residing inside his mind had indeed come from another world.

"Enough, just go your own way. I have no need for you to return any favors, nor do you owe me anything. It was merely a casual assistance," Xu Yixuan said with a wave of his hand.

In Taekwondo, the spinning hook kick is a highly lethal technique. Using one foot as a pivot, the practitioner rotates their body to concentrate all their momentum into the striking foot, overwhelming the opponent.

It could be said that this Xu Gang stopped at no evil. Did such a man truly deserve to be called a servant of the people? If Zhuo Nan had not crossed paths with him, that would be one thing, but since he had run into him, he would have to teach him a thorough lesson.

Feeling her cheeks burning slightly, she hastily brushed them with her hand. "Heavens, could I actually have fallen for this student... No, absolutely not. He is one of my students, my student..." Xia Qianrou calmed herself immediately, repeatedly warning her heart about Zhuo Nan's true identity.

The myriad beasts stopped their frantic pacing upon the arrival of Dijiang and her, showing an abundance of reverence. For the first time in her life, Wei Yan tasted the flavor of being revered by ten thousand beasts, even if this reverence was not necessarily directed toward her.

The three or four hundred men made no fierce provocations, nor did they spit or curse; they merely stood in solemn silence, glaring back with an equally resolute gaze.

Scenes of the Heavenly Dragon World flickered within his mind, and wave after wave of energy condensation and manipulation techniques continuously materialized in Chen Xiao's consciousness. At this very moment, Chen Xiao had become utterly entranced by the grand unifying truth of the Dragon-Mystic Soul, deeply immersed within the Heavenly Dragon World.

Jiu Weimei's countenance remained unchanged, though a flash of hatred flickered across her eyes and vanished instantly. She and Hai Dabao's entourage had grown wiser by now, all feigning an utter lack of acquaintance with Bo Yong.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, it appeared to Locke that Naigel's remaining lifespan was only between twenty thousand and thirty thousand years.

This native sand possessed an immensely powerful suction. Xie Gongbao and Fang Siruo had no time to channel their inner energy to leap upward before they were buried alive by the shifting grains. Enveloped by the sand, they plummeted rapidly into the depths of the earth, falling with a dull thud into a subterranean cavern. The cave was pitch-black, devoid of light, and terrifyingly still.

This was explosive news indeed. Tu Ming immediately transmitted the intelligence to the other six superpower factions, providing a detailed explanation of the territorial distribution and martial strength of the Void Realm.

Now, however, with the aid of the sandalwood incense sphere, Jiang Han's concentration reached an unprecedented peak, leaving absolutely no room for any excuses.

The jade pendants hanging from their waists, symbolizing the Emei Sect, made everyone yearn to drag them into their own shops to entertain them with fine wine and choice tea. If these cultivators remembered your hospitality kindly, that shop would surely enjoy an extraordinary status within the town—such was the fearsome reputation of the number one sect in the Northern Kingdom.

Yet if one were to unleash an unreserved, full-strength assault upon these two specific vitals, overcoming the natural instinct to hold back, one could kill the opponent instantly. After all, when pain reaches its absolute limit and becomes unendurable, death follows immediately.

"She did not abandon you, sleep for a while." The green-robed scholar sealed his divine consciousness, then patted the crown of his head to infuse a substantial amount of true qi into him. Once Xie Gongbao's complexion took a turn for the better, he carried him to the bed and tucked the blanket tightly around him. Finally, he returned to his chair and knit his brows in deep thought.

"If you employ someone, do not suspect them; if you suspect them, do not employ them. I believe you, and when the time comes, you will surely keep your word." Jiang Xie had no need whatsoever for the Crown Prince to swear an oath, not because he possessed great faith in the prince, but rather because if Jiang Xie could grant him a throne, reclaiming it would be a simple matter. Thus, he harbored no fear of the other party breaking his promise.

As soon as I said this, the netizens watching the live stream all doubled over with laughter. Watermelon sent a succession of furious and weeping emoticons.

Now, all that remained was to wait for tomorrow, when we were scheduled to visit that abandoned amusement park. Because we were going out to do the live stream at night, Watermelon informed his family that he would not be returning home that evening. Watermelon arrived at the hotel in the afternoon and inquired where I had been over the past three days, and I reported my itinerary to him down to the smallest detail, as if delivering an official briefing.

Evidently, Monk Ba was an insider. If he knew nothing of these matters, how could he have remained here all this time, pretending as though nothing had ever happened? I had originally thought there were deeper complications involved, but the silence of Monk Ba and Old Man Gao made me feel as though I had inadvertently provoked something I ought not to have meddled with.

As the sole remaining master within the fortress, Qin Huai looked upon the mangled corpses littering the ground with a touch of bitterness. His brow furrowed slightly, yet his face remained entirely devoid of emotion.