Chapter 343: Why Is It a Bit Creepy?

"Alright, I'll go take a look." Bao Rui walked inside, while Chai Fei tossed a piece of soul ore to the receptionist before following after her.

Ilona did not hesitate, her speed of Mach thirty-seven allowing her to swiftly search the entire scene, yet she found no trace of Qin Ji and Yukana's remains—not a single sign was left.

She looked at him with her elven eyes, her tone so gentle, and her gaze carrying a hint of envy and admiration, entirely free of deceit.

As luck would have it, a performance was scheduled today in the grand auditorium on the roof of the gymnasium; some students, already fans of Tang Yan, ran over to see their idol after the show, and hearing that Tang Yan was going to match against another handsome guy, the excitement spread by word of mouth until over a hundred people gathered.

Du Yuan snapped his eyes open; before him, a gentle breeze brushed through the mountain mist, wrapping around the woods, as the cheerful gurgling of a mountain spring echoed, though why that sound struck such a deep chord within his soul remained a mystery.

"How are the taxes in Qianzhou this year?" Jiang Anyi inquired. As one of the top three graduates from the ninth year of Fengle, Wei Youcheng had long since returned to the capital to take up his post; as close friends and fellow prefects, a certain spirit of comparison inevitably lingered between them.

Li Xianglan was fully equipped; she had rigged a rope, tying one end to a large tree and the other to an inflatable raft—supposedly bought on Taobao for eight hundred yuan, exhausting all the money she had earned from her part-time work over the past few days.

Stepping into the room, several neatly dressed individuals stood waiting, evidently the assistants and subordinates of the family head.

Sluggishly holding onto the handrail of the staircase, she made her way downstairs, but before she could clear a single flight, she heard footsteps following her at a steady distance; filled with doubt, she turned around only to find Chu Nian's face.

Hearing Qu Yan's words, Qu Yi was somewhat dazed, failing to realize for a moment who this elder brother Cheng Gong actually was.

Witte Lee spoke softly, then directed his gaze toward the edge of the banquet hall, where Son Na-eun was chatting with the Adidas executive from the previous commercial shoot.

Cold light flashed within Tang Xiaolei's pupils; with what seemed like a mere flick of his wrist, a purple beam shot from the bowstring, instantly piercing and shattering the Frost Bear's massive icy breath, arriving before the Eye of Destiny on Huo Yuhao's forehead in the blink of an eye.

His tone was full of seduction, sounding toward the end almost like someone saying, 'I've done something grand, now praise me.'

The mantis shrimp was as large as an arm; once the shell was peeled away, revealing the plump meat, it was dipped in pepper salt and chili powder—every mouthful was pure meat, bursting with sweet, fresh shrimp juice, utterly delicious.

Augustus was still self-indulgently dreaming his grand dreams, completely unaware that a vaccine against the virus had long since been produced and secretly dispatched to various planets, where everyone was merely biding their time to strike back.

Yet just as the administrative assistant turned her head, she shifted her gaze back once more. Looking at Witte Lee again, she asked with utmost seriousness.

Listening to Qiao Qing's words, Su Le suddenly thought of that Director Zhang whom he had encountered back in Wangxian Valley.

At this moment, Wei Feng rapidly calculated the safe zones; though the circle looked quite erratic, his experience told him that this type of formation had a high probability of shifting toward the south.

Witte Lee initiated a casual conversation; he had just specifically checked Shin Hye-jeong's Instagram and the current status of her group.

Lin Feng held the alchemist's recipes in his hands, which was a natural advantage. The potions crafted by an alchemist were highly effective whether for player-versus-player combat or monster hunting, making them immensely popular among the player base and ensuring excellent sales.

Ever since Zuijinsheng opened for business, Dongyu had regarded them as a thorn in their side, employing quite a few tactics against them; it was entirely within expectations that the other party would strike back.

Lei Chen could not help but grimace; he knew the capital's Long family possessed immense influence, but he had never expected Long Qianhang to casually promise him the rank of lieutenant colonel, and a deputy regimental post at that.

Tianci was more than willing; he also wanted to see what Pingshi and the others usually ate, so the five of them headed straight for the cafeteria.

The Skeleton Patroller was so close to Lin Feng that the two sides could have touched had either merely reached out a hand.

Andy, meanwhile, seemed thoroughly startled by Earls's appearance, instinctively shrinking his head back and taking a step away.

One had to remember that the military base he occupied was located deep within the American heartland and was permanently garrisoned by a full division of troops; who on earth was so blind as to dare attack this place?

Hearing those words, Shen Lan's face flushed even deeper; her eyes wandered around the surroundings, not daring to meet Lei Chen's gaze, and in the end, her silence served as tacit agreement.

Such matters could never be concealed from the prying eyes of the external factions. Moreover, the family head, Itou Hiroyasu, had issued no explicit ban against spreading the word.

Yet Ding Yu suddenly found himself unable to sit still upon seeing the name "Rui Jinju" written in the relatives column of the resume, with the occupation listed as "public servant"—though the title of mayor was omitted, it was close enough for anyone to guess with near certainty.

Originally, he had been reluctant to wear it out of sheer care for the garment, but he knew that refusing to wear it would be a disservice to Bai Yu's diligent effort in stitching it together piece by piece. Thus, he could only cherish it as he wore it.

With a furrowed brow, Xia Hanqing wondered if that impending disaster might occur on the road. Looking at the crowds of people all around her, she grew very anxious: if it turned out to be a car accident, wouldn't it involve innocent bystanders?

Fortunately, there was only a single score of three; scores of five and six accounted for half, while eights made up the other half, with the highest score being a solitary nine.

The price was self-extinction, surrendering the Mysterious Star Map, and renouncing the power of the stars. Yet that youth harbored deep disappointment toward the Star Tower, and at the final moment, he used his last remaining trace of profound energy to send the Mysterious Star Map away.