Volume 1 Chapter 44: Resonance Abnormality

"Let's go!" Yuan Ziyuan gave a low cry, grabbed Su Haoming by the arm, and plunged straight into the reed marsh by the lake!
Deep within the reeds, a small boat was indeed hidden.
Yuan Ziyuan jumped in first and casually pulled Su Haoming up after him.
"Where are we going?" Su Haoming asked in a suppressed voice.
"First, let's get out of this damn place!" Yuan Ziyuan swiftly untied the rope and gave a push against the bank with a bamboo pole.
The small boat glided silently into the pitch-black lake water.
On the shore, the torches of the Purple Guards cast a flickering orange glow across the lake surface. Someone shouted that they had found their left-behind footprints.
Yuan Ziyuan quickly formed a hand seal with one hand, and a thin, vapor-like membrane enveloped the boat. A well-timed breeze swept across the lake...
To drift off topic for a moment and return to the main point, faced with the Nano Emperor's generous favor, Zhao Chen appeared deeply moved and grateful on the surface, yet remained entirely unmoved in his heart, steadfastly holding his ground.
Without any visible movement from him, a giant sword of light, over a zhang in length, materialized out of thin air. With a crisp clang, it flashed forth like a startled lightning-quick dragon. Before anyone could react, the light sword, carrying an invincible sword aura, ground the four giant bronze cauldrons suspended above the high platform into powder.
Ling Feng nodded upon hearing this and said nothing more. Accepting the spirit stones, he strode toward the city. He truly had not expected that, with his currently displayed peak Golden Core cultivation level, he could still enjoy special treatment in Vast Sea City.
As for the Holy Sons, though they had also suffered quite severe injuries, they were far better off by comparison. Each of them had tattered clothes, disheveled hair, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, and chests heaving up and down. Breathing heavily, their gazes all turned unanimously toward the direction where the Nano Emperor's avatar had been blasted away.
They looked in bewilderment at the four Artifact Saints. After all, they had only met yesterday, and now the four Artifact Saints were contacting them again. Could something else have happened overnight?
At this moment, in the golden morning light, the young man wore a faint, charming smile. His modest nature, gentle temperament, transcendent bearing, and a white robe fluttering in the wind—slightly disheveled yet possessing a touch of worldly warmth—made him feel all the more approachable.
Thus, one step led to another, and deceit and concealment from superiors became a logical sequence of events. The buying and selling of chemical fertilizers at the grassroots level became utterly chaotic, running completely contrary to the military's once-touted slogan of "working for the welfare of the farmers."

"This meeting involves stakes of monumental proportions. It is hardly an exaggeration to say it will decide China's destiny for the next few years. I must go personally," Chen Ke said calmly.
A strange gleam suddenly flashed in Dai Hui's eyes, intensely bright and almost blinding to look at, while his fists clenched tightly together.
Though Feng Ning's escaping technique was not as marvelous as Chen San's, his profound cultivation meant he was not left far behind by Chen San; yet catching up to him immediately proved impossible for the moment.
The wounded soldiers were loaded directly onto trucks. Two squad leaders had not even had time to inform their company commander of the enemy's terrifying combat prowess before they were packed off to the military hospital by the arrogant commander.
Of course, the experience of heavenly thunder was far from pleasant, leaving Xu Wuyou shedding blood all the way—a truly wretched sight.
Only then did they clearly see that its true form resembled a loach, except that it was entirely golden in color and covered with dense, fine scales.
Were it not for his formidable and calm disposition, Han Dong might well have considered fleeing in panic, for the gazes coming from all directions—perhaps curious, perhaps hesitant—were truly a turbulent mix of emotions.
From the expanse of high heaven where Han Dong, Qiduoluo, Asheng Palace, and five hundred Primordial beings of the Ah clan resided, a boundless proclamation descended, echoing in overlapping layers and filling every minute corner.
At present, China's top technical talent earned an annual salary of at most thirty to forty thousand RMB, which was already considered very high. Let alone a junior visual effects artist, whose annual salary surpassed that of top Chinese technical talent.
After experiencing it for a few minutes and falling into silence for over ten minutes, Tang Zekai finally uttered these words.
To physically resist a supreme divine artifact with mere flesh and blood—probably only Alice could pull that off.
Although rolling the tongue to utter the two words "quarantine" was effortless, once quarantined, if a few tens out of tens of thousands managed to survive at the end, it would already be a generous estimate.
"Since you so earnestly ask, I will... simply tell you." Li Fangcheng almost blurted out Team Rocket's classic catchphrase. Had he not considered that such a baffling remark would make him look like a fool, he really would have said it.
Zixiang and the others were bustling about the playground with great enthusiasm. Although they sometimes found themselves overwhelmed, suffering must come before sweetness, after all.
When Zhang Ruofeng returned to the classroom, the class monitor informed him that his seat had been moved to the back corner to share a desk with "Four-Eyes."
"I object! By what right do they make us run such a long distance without any training?" That soldier instantly voiced what was on the minds of all the recruits.
Lin Peng nodded, following closely behind Zhang Qingxu as they advanced along the maze-like underground cellar. After walking for about ten minutes, Lin Peng caught sight of a faint glimmer of light ahead.
Lin Peng's third uncle was currently reading a newspaper while wearing glasses. Hearing the young girl's call, he hurriedly raised his head and spotted the two people heading toward the inner room.
Xuan Qing also strained his vision, yet with all his power, he could find no breakthrough point. If even Zhuang Jian could not shatter the Seven Passions Red Dust Cauldron, then when faced with the Affinity Heaven, they would have no choice but to retreat.
"Things have come to this, and Mother won't hide it from you any longer. Three days ago, Revolver took a bullet to the head while saving Xiahia, which damaged his memory nerves. Now he doesn't recognize anyone except you. Can the two of you finally stop this cold war?"
Xunyu's figure slowly descended from above the window, still wearing that unchanging smile, yet offering no comment regarding my attitude.
"Zhao Xingtian? What have you done to An'an?" Guo Nianfei recognized Zhao Xingtian's voice and his frantic, wild laughter.
At noon the next day, Zhao Ya walked into Zhang Ruofeng's office. Although she had not yet officially started her job, she already regarded Fengyun Company as her own family enterprise.
The earth shielded them from the high temperature and energy of the explosion; hiding deep enough, they managed to escape death.
Judging by his serene expression, there was a good chance he knew not only in this lifetime, but perhaps even in his past life.
Seeing Yun Qianfeng staring at the Ksitigarbha pendant on her chest, Chang'e blinked twice without changing expression, confirming Yun Qianfeng's conjecture.