Volume One Chapter 79 Something Happened

“Sequence bearer’s corpse?”

Montage was momentarily stunned, then quickly understood, his expression turning to one of bewilderment.

“You don’t mean you want to dissect a sequence bearer, do you?”

“If the conditions allow, I’d very much like to see what sets sequence bearers apart from ordinary people. Perhaps that way, I could find the key to their evolution.”

Zhang Hong’s eyes burned with fanaticism, like a different person entirely. His research was only lacking the final step; if he could obtain the corpse of a sequence bearer, he might just discover the crucial secret.

Montage was unnerved by his gaze. At that moment, he had the illusion that if his identity were exposed, he might be dragged off for a dissection himself. He hurriedly suppressed this terrifying thought...

Could it be that, when she was in the human world, the weapons she created were used on the battlefield and caused many deaths, so those people were coming to claim her life?

In response, Li Wanyao smiled darkly, deliberately saying “delicious” and “so fragrant” in front of them, as if to provoke.

The musicians and trumpeters were all taken aback. Traditionally, weddings must go smoothly—being blocked is a taboo and an obvious attempt to cause trouble. Besides, do they not realize whose wedding this is? The Zheng family could shake all of Jiangnan with a single stomp! Who are these four veiled figures? How dare they?

“Heh, I’m so badly injured and you’ve tied me up so tightly I can’t even move a finger, yet you think I can lead the way?” Stolen Moon feigned grievance.

If that game had never shut down, it might be wildly popular by now, perhaps even surpassing the most beautifully rendered PC games.

At this moment, the Imperial Physician was no longer as composed as before; facing this youth again, he felt a sense of dread.

Wang Hou finally understood, and clasped his fists in greeting: “I see, I too am heading out to sea. I hope you’ll look out for me.” The six hurriedly saluted: “We wouldn’t dare! If you ever need anything, just say the word, and we’ll do our utmost.” After a few more words, they took their leave.

The second time was in Jianle County, Fujian, in a confrontation with the old Taoist nun. Under the “Regretful Pointing Technique,” a slight misstep could have meant death, but with the help of the rain, he shaped it into a pillar and defeated the nun.

The time had arrived for torrential rains; rivers burst their banks, and the floodwaters swallowed the ruins of the bamboo garden, washing away the last traces, as if it had never existed. They say water and fire are merciless—after a blaze and a flood, what remains?

Zhan Zhao looked at Yu Fei in disbelief. Was he insane? Accusing him of something so absurd.

The space energy in Night Burial’s hands grew ever denser, and Old Wang’s teleportation stone shone brighter and brighter until gradually the light faded. Night Burial’s eyes slowly opened, something different in his gaze. After excessive use of mental power, he and the accompanying teleportation stone vanished from this space.

Bangbo and Kate sent out their vanguard, and from their perspective, this campaign was just a sightseeing trip—armed with superior equipment and overwhelming numbers, victory was all but assured.

What was happening? She was alive and well, yet in Saint Sakura, it was as if she didn’t exist.

With these new findings, Gu Liuxi immediately went to find Jiang Hanyan, ready to discuss them.

Tonight was her birthday. She had promised to bring her friends for a delicious meal, but upon arrival, there were no seats available.

Xu Wen was perplexed, then saw the gray shadow’s whispered sound waves spreading outwards, shrouding everything in a layer of dull gray mist.

Xie Qingyun felt embarrassed when the elders apologized, quickly changing the subject by mentioning Zhang Zhao—from the carriage incident, to tricking Han Chaoyang with the Wolf Order, to the fierce battle at Willow Garden three days ago.

He couldn’t fathom how such a cruel organization could exist—not only controlling families, but implanting surveillance devices in their bodies, turning them into puppets to do their bidding.

Director Chen Huaian was the first to rush outside—who dared to plant a bomb in the National Security Bureau? Such a madman, if caught, would surely be executed.

The craftsmen’s skill test was straightforward: complete the assigned task to standard, and you pass.

Even more shocking was that his expression remained unchanged throughout—calm and indifferent.

When asked about their marriage, both responded in unison, urging reporters to focus on supporting their film.

The thick, black smog obscured vision; even Han’s sharp eyes couldn’t see beyond two meters.

Feeling his strength improve visibly, Wei Yi was filled with joy.

All this was paving the way for Ma Jun’s Alibaba plan. Ma Jun had already paid a hundred thousand deposit to open an Alibaba shop at the Imperial Mall.

Xie Shi and Xuanyuan Han were invigorated, saying such a grand event couldn’t be missed. They were eager to book seats immediately, fearing even Xie Shi’s status as Young Lord might not secure a good spot if they waited too long.

Yu Yichen drove into the basket, his teammates spreading the floor. Yu Yichen held the ball at the arc, attacking Jamal Magloire, who hadn’t anticipated this move at all.

Still, Ma Jun decided to teach his disciple Jiang Tong the Soldier’s Secret and the Walking Riddle, leaving the remaining nine secrets for when Jiang Tong was older.

Jiang Cai couldn’t resist him, following her heart and slowly relaxing. Her hands, which had been tightly gripping her clothes, gradually loosened, resting on Rong Wen’s chest, her almond eyes gently closing.

Lin Chengzai’s career change was remarkable—from chairman to actor, a first in history.

“This Storm Plane is simply too outrageous.” Hao Nan stared at the powerful move unleashed by Zalong, involuntarily drawing a cold breath.

Some doctors, still having doubts, did not reject the use of this technology but said they would study its mechanism more deeply.