Chapter 44: Of course, the first thing to do upon waking is to fight monsters

At six in the morning, Suya was awakened by the sounds of a scuffle. Instinctively thinking the enemy had arrived, she reached for her sacred hammer before even opening her eyes, ready to fight. When she finally opened them, she saw no one outside the vehicle—only Yuzhu wielding a dagger, fending off monsters.

She must have been fighting for some time; the creatures resisted her feebly. The ground was littered with fallen supplies, faintly glowing green along the highway, making them quite conspicuous.

“Young and beautiful,” Xiao Qiang thought instantly upon seeing her alluring figure and the fragrant breakfast in her hands—“a feast for the eyes.” This not only stirred his hunger but also awakened a restless desire within him.

“Are you saying… they won’t survive leaving the mining area?” another guard’s eyes gleamed as he tentatively made a throat-slitting gesture.

“What has Brother Zheng been busy with recently?” Lin Xuyang asked curiously, staring at the massive alchemy furnace.

Yang Feipeng and several other True Gods found it unimaginable—a skeleton lurking in the shadows, spying on them like a human.

“Miss, we are not villains, and we mean you no harm. If you understand us, please don’t shout,” Meng Bingling said, removing her veil to reveal a stunning countenance and striving to convey goodwill through her expression.

But in every trade, there’s a master, and Du Fei understood this well.

Lady Serpent glanced up. Chu Kongshan emerged from the dirt, disheveled and miserable, his face swollen and purple, as if about to burst. He sat cross-legged, trembling as he cultivated his energy.

Zhen Yuanzi looked grave, clutching his whisk and stepping out of the Taoist temple. He gazed at the sky for a long moment, silent, his left hand forming seals as if calculating something.

“Alarm phone? What alarm phone?” Upon hearing this, I was incredibly curious, but before I could speak, Chen Xuan continued to ask.

I don’t know if it was my fear playing tricks on me or something else, but when I looked up, I thought I saw a strange shadow flash above. Not only that, I could even hear the breathing sounds from that creature’s nose.

The fuse was lit; conflict between the military and the security forces was inevitable and might even provoke public outrage.

It was nearly noon when Xiao Wanyue finished training. Du Luo wiped the sweat from her brow with a towel, then they laughed as they opened the door to the training room.

Chen Xinghao had received the news and came by to take a look, hoping to establish connections with Ning Zhiyuan. Having achieved his goal, he naturally returned to his own affairs.

He still thought, as before, that a retired YM jungler couldn’t be all that formidable.

But just as he pulled out his phone, a bald man slapped it from Wang Tao’s hand, sending it crashing to the ground.

Polar Bear took full control of all filming and screening rights. If the production succeeded, it would be their glory; if it failed, they could easily find an excuse to wash their hands of it, shifting the blame onto Yuan Lan.

The third prince, who had been excitedly imagining his future ascension to the throne, suddenly darkened in expression.

Clearly, Mu Shien’s attitude was confrontational, yet he wore a “I’m doing this for your own good” facade, leaving Lin Anya filled with shame and fury but unable to react.

As the foremost figure in the “Zimai,” and importantly, all knew that Liu Qi had been entrusted with significant responsibilities by the ninth-level Demon Saint Shi Laiduo.

Now many people in the arena were bidding loudly—it was a live auction. Fu Yaozi hurriedly joined the bidding.

Not only did he eat more than others, but he also carried himself with more dignity than other dogs, much to the delight of the Korean and Samoyed dogs.

“Boom, boom!” The 88mm cannon of the American Sherman tank fired. The shells screamed past Old Mo and the others’ heads, exploding loudly in the woods behind them.