Zheng Jinbao was also helpless.
He truly hadn't expected that Li Chang'an, this dispensable bottom-tier cultivator, would actually know the young miss.
Since he wasn't sure how much weight Li Chang'an carried in the young miss's heart, he had no choice but to spend money to avoid disaster.
He couldn't afford to offend the young miss because of him!
Li Chang'an ultimately accepted the spirit stones.
Seeing this, Zheng Jinbao's smile grew even wider.
"Alright...
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His gaze remained fixed on the content of the divination.
Li Chang'an's eyes lit up, and his heartbeat quickened.
"The jade pendant of the Zheng family's young miss!"
If he found this jade pendant, he could use it as an excuse to seek an audience with the Zheng family's young miss.
At that time, the mining matter might still have a chance for resolution!
Li Chang'an immediately got up.
Without any hesitation, he left his house right away.
"I hope this...
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The State of Zhao, Qinghe Market.
Dusk time.
Li Chang'an sat cross-legged in his room, slowly circulating his cultivation technique.
"Ten years of cultivation, and I've finally broken through to the third layer of Qi Refining."
Sensing his own cultivation level, Li Chang'an felt no great joy, only let out a deep sigh.
"The path of immortal cultivation is truly difficult!"
He had originally been an ordinary college student who, on his way back home, accident...
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When Batman wasn't panicking.
The one panicking would most likely only be Superman.
"I'm doomed!"
Ian had super hearing.
At least when he perked up his ears, he really did.
So the sound of Superman being choked by overtime coffee from the other end of the phone, Ian could hear very clearly. He had already started climbing out the window, preparing to temporarily run away from home for a few hours.
Taking his little money jar with him, then boldly venturing ...
2025-08-12 07:59:59 +0000 UTC
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Paper rain was everywhere, all over Gotham, fluttering through the streets. According to reliable sources, another batch of papers was being sent to other cities. The story of going to hell was about to spread throughout America.
How could Bruce not break down?
Usually when going out for vigilante activities at night, Bruce would mostly only encounter villains who hated him and victims who were slightly less hostile toward him.
However, after that damned manuscript was someh...
2025-08-12 07:59:19 +0000 UTC
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The night had grown thick.
Ian's pen tip was still dancing frantically across the paper. He worked diligently, drawing the origin comic of the Sentry. The awakened Writer occupation made the young man feel his artistic skills had improved by several notches.
"As expected of me, and my cheat system." Ian deeply understood the art of winning, knowing all credit should go to himself. Due to awakening a new occupation, he felt his thinking was exceptionally clear.
The unexpected...
2025-08-12 07:58:45 +0000 UTC
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In the brightly lit bedroom.
After hanging up the phone, Ian was still lost in thought.
"Experimental physicist... I need to find a way to deceive them all, no, lure him and his friends over to become my Pals." Ian rummaged through his pants pocket.
A thumb-sized miniature reactor was taken out by him. This had once been the device that powered the reassembled Homelander's corpse, and it would surely have extremely wide applications in many fields.
"Next time I need to...
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The return was silent and soundless.
Ian suddenly opened his eyes.
[00:42]
Ian habitually looked at the alarm clock on his desk. Nothing had changed. The return time was still accurate as always. He wasn't surprised that Digital Tony could calculate when he would disappear.
"I've disappeared in that world many times already. That guy is a brain that can even calculate souls. It would be strange if he couldn't figure out something like this."
Ian looked at the box...
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The glow of the Infinity Stones illuminated the surroundings.
For some reason, Digital Tony had never turned off the virtual projection.
"This isn't right? Why are there only four?" Ian looked at the four stones with surprise. This didn't match the information he'd heard before about only lacking the last stone. However, after thinking for a moment, Ian immediately seemed to realize something and looked up at the sky.
This was wisdom in motion.
But not fully in motion....
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Darkness enveloped the entire control room. The flickering of the holographic projection came to an abrupt halt, with the final scene seemingly frozen there. Digital Tony didn't present what happened afterward.
But Ian couldn't care less about Marvel's history at the moment. He was coveting the abilities that the Sentry's blood might bring, and was truly using every trick in the book to pester Tony relentlessly.
"Just let me touch it once... Can you help me break open the Sentry's...
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After digesting for a long time, Ian gradually came to his senses.
"Is it because of this reason that you collected everyone's souls? The souls of life from those collapsed universes?" Ian pondered for a moment before asking again.
To this, Digital Tony didn't give a direct answer. "For those multiversal-level beings, this was at most just a regression in life level, but for ordinary life, it was a catastrophic disaster."
His voice became profound.
"What do you mean? T...
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Familiar base, familiar people.
Gwen and a group of soldiers carried the body parts of Homelander and the Hulk into the back rooms, leaving only Ian standing in the hall filled with busy researchers, having a staring contest with Digital Tony.
"Which of you is actually the dimensional demon god? Or have I actually encountered two dimensional demon gods!?" The demon head's brain crashed, momentarily falling into utter confusion where it couldn't distinguish anything clearly.
...
2025-08-12 07:53:42 +0000 UTC
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Just by using his wits slightly, Ian discovered the reason for the stitched-together Homelander's malfunction at the back of its neck. It had indeed "run out of power." The hollowed-out back of Homelander's neck was fitted with a miniature arc reactor that had already gone dim.
It might have completely consumed its energy.
Or perhaps the energy supply had been remotely cut off.
"Black technology!"
Ian nimbly removed the thumb-sized arc reactor and stuffed it into his p...
2025-08-12 07:52:00 +0000 UTC
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The ash gradually drifted away with the wind. Cheng Ye watched it go, standing dazed for a long time before coming back to his senses.
The more infection sources he encountered, the more he discovered that many things were quietly deviating from those dry descriptions in the inspector manual, breaking the rigid perceptions constructed by words.
Like fusion bodies, like wishgrass.
It was hard to describe the feeling, but Cheng Ye felt a heaviness in his heart.
He really...
2025-08-12 05:33:01 +0000 UTC
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Entering E District.
The epoxy flooring had been mopped to a gleaming shine. The second-generation heirs were clustered on both sides, discussing the infection tide, either celebrating their survival, or fearing another infection tide, or worrying about the dangers to come.
Until they caught sight of Cheng Ye striding forward, that lively atmosphere instantly died like a bucket of ice water had been poured over it.
Whoosh.
The crowd scattered like birds and beasts, eac...
2025-08-12 05:32:08 +0000 UTC
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When Cheng Ye left the medical station in the afternoon, he had already completed the health procedures.
Actually, his injuries had completely healed two days ago, but to avoid drawing attention, he waited until the last day to leave.
The inspection station had also allocated accommodation for Wang Kang. At Wang Kang's strong request, he was assigned to the fourth floor of the same tube building at Sunrise Electronics Factory where Cheng Ye lived.
That was the same room wher...
2025-08-12 05:31:26 +0000 UTC
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In Wang Kang's eyes, Cheng Ye seemed to see himself from two months ago.
Having just passed the assessment, starting his internship at the Central Station, nearly scared to death by infection sources.
Then actively begging Liu Bi for special training, this whole process he was all too familiar with.
But the two were ultimately different.
From the very beginning, his desire for power had far exceeded Wang Kang's.
Moreover, having witnessed terrifying monsters beyo...
2025-08-12 05:30:46 +0000 UTC
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Having acquired the capital to survive and tasted the sweetness of power, Cheng Ye roughly understood why conflicting ideologies would erupt into fierce conflicts.
Ultimately, it came down to the fact that when the cake of power and benefits was being divided, there would always be someone who felt they got too little.
What was even more subtle was that when people practiced their ideologies and encountered failure, the first thought that emerged was often not "the direction was w...
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There were still five days until the inspection station reopened.
Cheng Ye was in no hurry. After training ended, he brought Wang Kang back to the medical facility to rest.
According to Miao Yang's assessment, even if Wang Kang pushed himself to train with all his might over the next few days, there was absolutely no chance he could master the essence of standard combat techniques in just three days like Cheng Ye had done back then.
Since improving basic abilities couldn't b...
2025-08-12 05:29:32 +0000 UTC
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On the morning after the envoys from Mistmoon Divine Court arrived at Vast Sea Territory, several highly decomposed human remains that had been mixed among the bandit gang remnants were solemnly handed over to the silver-armored temple knights under High Priest Farrell's command.
Well, only the bodies, not the heads.
The skulls were still mortared into the "Goblin Observatory"!
After enduring the baptism of wind and sand and the scorching sun, all the parts that could rot ha...
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After the host finished his warm greetings, it was finally High Priest Farell's turn.
The young high priest gently smoothed the wrinkles on his clerical robe and stood up.
"Thank you very much for Lord of Vast Sea's generous hospitality. I've come here representing the divine court for two main matters."
"The first matter is because I heard that a bandit armed force actually ignored the 'Development Territory Protection Treaty’ and brazenly launched an attack against Vast ...
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Oren, the deputy steward of the Northern Trading Post of the powerful and wealthy Seven-Radiance Garland Trading Company, had already come to this increasingly bustling Vast Sea for the fourth time.
Each time he came, his feelings were completely different, so much so that he often found himself standing in contemplation for long periods, sometimes even doubting whether he had come to the wrong place.
"Is this the charm of a pioneering knight's territory?"
"Perhaps, esteemed...
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To help Chen Mo understand more clearly, Master Downs performed a live demonstration.
The old man stood up, took some magic powder from the cabinet in the room, shook it gently a few times, and scattered it in front of himself. Then with a light circular motion of both hands, a three-layered spell model with inner and outer nested layers quickly manifested within just a few seconds.
While demonstrating, the old man provided explanations.
"Mage Hand is an entry-level spell. O...
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The spring of Sky Empire Year 1427 seemed to come earlier than usual.
The sprouting of the first batch of salt-tolerant rice seeds in the lightweight film greenhouse elevated the lord's prestige to yet another level.
Although everyone had grown accustomed to calling this land Vast Sea, it ultimately could not change its underlying nature as saltwater flats.
On this land, even the most tenacious ridge bark and desert willows could only survive sporadically, scattered here and...
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This night in Vast Sea Territory was like the waves of Emerald Bay, rising and falling with such turbulence that the ripples would continue to spread for a long time afterward, never settling into calm.
Under the watchful gaze of the lord, the middle and high-ranking officials of the territory collectively prostrated themselves on the ground, silent as cicadas in winter. Even Glen Downs, the great mage who didn't participate in political affairs and had nothing to do with this matter, q...
2025-08-12 04:32:02 +0000 UTC
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Although Vast Sea Territory's new city was only a framework, housing for this batch of slaves had been planned and positioned within the city early on, with basic construction completed before the slaves' arrival.
Building bright, clean houses was obviously unrealistic. This area of slave quarters used the traditional "sand burrow" method.
In the northeast corner of Vast Sea City, there was a large sandy slope. This area was deliberately included within the city boundaries because...
2025-08-12 04:31:30 +0000 UTC
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"Mighty Vast Sea, with ox and horse, we citizens are no match for ox and horse!"
This was a jingle made up by those envious of the treatment of the ox and horse after "Liu Zaiyue" and "Ma Baoguo" were bestowed their names.
Chen Mo thought for a long time but couldn't determine if this was alluding to him.
However, reality had kept him so busy that he couldn't worry about such things.
Territory construction was an extremely troublesome matter. This wasn't like managing ...
2025-08-12 04:30:58 +0000 UTC
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The old city square of Vast Sea Territory, that place of "treading snow to admire plums," was piled high with supplies and prisoners brought back from the front lines. The air was thick with a heavy mixture of blood, dust, and sweat.
The most eye-catching of all was the mountain of corpses.
Human corpses, goblin corpses, hobgoblin corpses, and the headless body of the two-headed ogre.
The sand people had spared no effort searching all routes the bandit gang had traveled, dra...
2025-08-12 04:30:29 +0000 UTC
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After the sand people in the bandit gang realized their situation, they first began camping far apart during rest times, staying away from the main camp to avoid those mysterious "heavenly fire and iron rain" attacks that were clearly targeting the densely packed bandits.
Subsequently, they secretly left marks in the sand dunes, signaling goodwill to the local sand people, indicating they were being forced to guide and hoping for forgiveness.
The moment the ogre leader's two heads...
2025-08-12 04:29:54 +0000 UTC
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For Pledged Members:
We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? — Chapters 51 to 60
God's Imitator — Chapters 41 to 50
For Free Members:
Necromancer, What the Hell Is A Type 055 Summon? — Chapters 59 & 60
Wasteland Border Inspector — Chapters 59 &...
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