Chapter 37: A Timely Helping Hand!

Today, however, the spirit was soaring; Lota could clearly feel the surging magical fluctuations radiating from the other party.

"What does your Sky Star City hiring NPCs have to do with our base?" Yue Wumu asked, looking as if he were ready to kill.

The contract had not been made public yet, but the agreement had already been signed. Kai Sa knew the two wouldn't blabber about it, so it didn't matter if they knew. In fact, Xu Ru had already guessed it, but she neither spoke of it nor asked.

A vein-popping symbol appeared on Lota's head, but he was completely helpless against the system in his own mind.

Du Ziwei knew what he was trying to do. If this avatar were destroyed, his consciousness would be liberated, and upon returning to his true body, he would be free.

Just at this moment, the sound of neighing warhorses and chaos erupted behind Luo Ran. He hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see the warhorses belonging to Yue Zhongqi and the others spinning in place, letting out shrill neighs, appearing extremely agitated. Some horses even reared up high on their hind legs, nearly throwing their saddened riders to the ground.

Moreover, he was in Argentina, the kingdom of football. The football foundation there is excellent, and star players emerge in an endless stream. If Messi possessed Maradona's leadership, it is estimated that he could have won the World Cup in 2014.

That such a legendary existence had actually appeared before his eyes was enough to make Du Ziwei astonished. It was just that the contrast between this Demon Emperor and the awe-inspiring one from the legends was quite stark; one couldn't tell at all what made him so formidable.

Giggs and Ferdinand seemed to be discussing something, chuckling from time to time; they were certainly pondering how to hunt for beauties in Russia. Giggs was an old hand at such things. Now that he was older, his charm had diminished, but when he was young, Giggs was even more of a heartthrob than the most iconic stars.

Qi Xia and the Grand Hall Master spoke of her every day, eventually leading the entire Millennium Hall to believe that Yan Jin was a gifted and hardworking child.

It wasn't that she resented the wealthy or looked down on those of high status—absolutely not. Rather, she was terrified of such a fawning environment.

A strange expression appeared on Zhou Tong's face; he did not know Li Mo's objective. Li Mo’s face, however, revealed a faint smile, his expression calm enough to be described as tranquil.

Old Master Chen's throat moved, but he could not speak. He had not used his throat for a long time, so naturally, he was unable to utter a sound.

Compared to the previous days, Qin Tianchang seemed even more weathered, tormented by illness. His slightly hunched posture made him appear somewhat pitiful.

He chose not to strike immediately, wanting instead to see what kind of methods this former top-ranked individual on the Black List possessed that gave him the courage to stand here.

The orcs, controlled by nightmares, charged toward the forest like madmen, defeating the alien races along their path with overwhelming force. Yan Che wanted to intercept them but was held back by the three Beast Kings.

Just then, six or seven beautiful fairies arrived on clouds from outside the mountains. The one in front, wearing blue, was none other than Feng Ling'er.

Su Ze sat dejectedly on a broken log by the roadside, feeling his mind in total chaos. Unable to think of anything, he sat there blankly for a long time until dusk fell, only then rising to head home.

He had indeed booked this expensive hotel for the sake of appearances at the time, and upon hearing there were no vacancies, he had felt relieved.

Seeing Liao Jun return victorious, many people spontaneously came out to welcome him. The entire intersection was crowded with people, shouting loudly, "The Great General is mighty!" The sound shook the earth, creating a truly staggering scene.

Yu Qing knew she couldn't ask any further; some things cannot be rushed. Yet, she was worried that Chen Chunni would get betrothed again. Fortunately, Madam Chen came by and told Yu Qing that she no longer intended to manage Chen Chunni's marriage, letting her fuss over it herself until the child decided she wanted it.

For instance, during the meeting just now, there was a data error on the PowerPoint presentation. It was unbelievable that he didn't lose his temper over such a serious mistake.

After returning to her room, Chen Siyun sat blankly on the bed, feeling a sense of sorrow in her heart. The feeling was indescribable. She thought about giving up early, yet she hoped the other party would come over soon to explain—even though the person had nothing to do with her, and there was no need for an explanation.

As for the man who was still being tightly gripped in the giant talons of the Warrior Eagle, even though it had lost consciousness, his situation was actually somewhat better.

After parking the car, Lin Feng and Li Shivei walked up to the group and displayed their marriage certificate.

If the Empress Dowager and Sun Zhaorong's relationship improved after this period of nursing, it would be extremely disadvantageous for her.

When the boss learned that Lin Feng was paying tens of thousands of yuan just to rent his workshop for a week, he treated Lin Feng like a master.

But Tang Yuqing really didn't want to let it go just like that. Although she said it was fine, she turned around and left with Fu Xiujing, without letting him explain to the police.

Chen Shu carried his suitcase, and after discussing with Z about which room to sleep in, he went upstairs to tidy up his things before opening his phone to initiate a video call.

The words she had just wanted to say were dampened by her master's actions, and she lost interest. Pushing aside her scattered thoughts, Su Shang pushed open the courtyard gate.

After all, the director’s status was quite high to have obtained the authorization for this island. Furthermore, since Gu Siyi was only an heir, there was no need to be overly obsequious.

"Is Zhang Honglin nearby? Let her listen to the call." I couldn't be bothered with small talk with Han Zhenbang. I only heard Han Zhenbang say something, presumably handing the phone to Zhang Honglin.

Because of that "like," and because of that bouquet of roses, Fu Chaoge was willing to give Chen Shu a chance.

Jiang Muyan's voice was not loud, the tail of her sentences slightly raised. As she spoke, her gaze quickly swept across everyone present.

Only then did Zhang Jinfeng realize he had seemingly walked before the gates of death, but was he not afraid that she might threaten him?