Volume 1, Chapter 129: The Underground Cavern

Under the gaze of the giant beast, Yue Shan dared not make any sudden movements, fearing a misunderstanding. Then, they watched as the beast’s body rapidly shrank, becoming less than half a meter tall in the blink of an eye.

"It can do that?" The crowd was dumbfounded.

The little ape hopped over to Yue Shan and reached out with its furry little hand to pat his bald head. "Squeak, squeak, squeak..." Perhaps finding the texture pleasant, it began to dance with joy.

The crowd: "..."

"Why are the fates of men so different? Why does the gap between people keep widening?" Zi Shan asked herself.

Four marines surged forward, forming a human wall with their bodies to protect the Prince of Wings tightly within.

Yi Rong smiled silently, though his thoughts were elsewhere. "Sha, Ba Tian, please do not force me to lose the very last reason I have to spare you."

Master Long sat on the stone steps, watching the six people slurp their soup by the fire. He smiled bitterly and gestured to his guards; one of them took several tins of canned food and handed them to Mori Ichimoto and Shimazu Asuka.

"General, would you like to return to the manor for lunch and a rest? If there is any news, I shall send someone to report to you immediately," a company commander nearby suggested.

"The relationships in your master Zhang Jifa’s family are so chaotic," Chen Yu couldn't help but scratch his head.

After much deliberation, Jiang Fu, seeing no other options, decided to follow the master advisor’s plan: seek out Luo Hengxin while also writing to his wife and brother-in-law, preparing for both contingencies.

One must know that the Songjiang International Hotel was one of the finest five-star establishments in Songshan City. The caliber of people Zhang Dianhai encountered had suddenly elevated, and with it, his own horizons had broadened significantly.

I tried to soothe him, but he leaped up from the ground and slammed his head into my stomach.

Zhao Fuxin felt a jolt. He had only returned intending to savor the memory of Lin He’s beauty, yet Yue Yun had hit the nail on the head. Zhao Fuxin knew he loved Bing Lian and merely admired Lin He, but who could say what the future might hold?

Perhaps in the past, the so-called "Divine Punishment" would only make people laugh, but after witnessing the fate of that officer, the very words "Divine Punishment" instantly made everyone in the hall break out in a cold sweat, paralyzed by terror.

Back in her courtyard, Lady Ming held Helan Lengchun with a heart full of mixed emotions. As long as the girl was safe, all her efforts would not have been in vain.

"Ye, how can you still be so calm? Seeing you like this, I almost suspect you don't even know about the rumors spreading outside!" Shen Luoyi frowned at Feng Qiye. Seeing his expression remained steady, without even a ripple, she became even more suspicious.

As Cold Moon entered, Helan Jue’s imposing face turned toward her, his tone dripping with cool sarcasm.

"I came here today, aside from that matter, to ask you about something else. Actually, Sister S is also concerned. There is a fashion drama scheduled to start filming next month. The script was given to you long ago; how have you found it?" Gu Lian put away her phone and asked coldly.

"Let’s go inside first; we’ll talk once we’re in," Zhou Jing said hurriedly. In truth, no matter how strong or overbearing she usually was, she felt a bit unsettled at this moment.

Tian Jiao stared blankly as she turned back. In the room with the door ajar, Li Chunnian was straightening his disheveled collar, emerging with a composed and calm air.

It was back in the Golden Throne Hall of the Imperial Palace that Long Yuan had held Cold Moon hostage and caused both her and Feng Qiye to be injured. The situation in the hall had been far too complex and bizarre, and before Long Yuan appeared, he had been disguised as the Emperor.

"You all go and rest. I will go and take a look. We shall meet again in three days," Gu Meng concluded the conversation.

"Nothing? It’s impossible. Search again—do not let a single clue slip by!" [Water: By the way, how did I end up writing it like this?]

"So, that is what you mean, brother?" Xu Fan roughly understood what the other party wanted to discuss.

After walking for another few dozen meters, they finally reached the entrance of the underground parking lot. The entrance had been sealed with concrete and bricks, with a thick iron door in the middle—clearly intended to block zombies and monsters. However, if a Demon King-level beast were to arrive, this would be defenseless.

With a loud crack, the bronze plaque shattered completely, scattering into countless fragments. At the same time, the three massive blades of demonic flame exhausted their power and vanished, but a web of fire began to close in on Lü Fei once more.

Monk Sanyi and the others had fought their way through mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, developing extraordinary intuition. For some reason, seeing Xiao Zheng’s smile suddenly made him feel a chill in his heart.

"Let’s strike together," Ye Fan said, looking at Ling Ziqing. Although this method was somewhat lackluster, it was the only option left.

This was nothing to boast about; while it looked like a victory, in reality, it was a disastrous defeat.

"If we don't recognize it, we can take it back and have the linguists identify it," Li Baozhen walked in at that moment.

"You aren't Man Ning, are you?" She had a face similar to Man Ning’s, but it vaguely felt as if it wasn't her—something seemed to be missing.

"Whoosh..." A blue flame instantly appeared at the base of the Zi Furnace, beginning to bake it.

More and more firearms were extended from Building 181, including Austrian S100 submachine guns issued to the Naval Marine Corps.

After listening, a flash of surprise crossed Liu Yue’s beautiful eyes. She hadn't expected Su Mo to be enfeoffed as the Baron of Taikang and become a fifth-rank official.

After hearing my words, Chu Yang’s face turned pale. He hadn't realized that the many recent incidents were all caused by his own momentary greed.

The unfinished building fell silent. Zhao Feng ordered water to be brought; cold water was poured over their heads. Black Blade and Boss Che regained consciousness, only to find Zhao Feng sitting before them.

Once the plan was decided, the rest became easier. Fleeing in a hurry, they hadn't managed to bring any food. Leaving Qing Diao to watch over Yuan Anping, the Monkey and Hei Mao San left the cave to see if they could run into any beasts as unlucky as themselves.

The next morning, Qian Ye had to attend the early court session to discuss matters with the ministers. Zheng Xi felt a pang of heartache for him.

"What? In the Stone Forest of Juma?" Upon hearing Yi Sheng’s words, Lord Arnold couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Afterward, they left with peace of mind, letting the other ministers also feign having urgent matters to present to the Emperor.