Chapter 106: Collecting the Goods

Just as Jiang Butong was about to fall asleep, Chen Panner asked, “When you said you couldn’t go in just now, where exactly was that supposed to be?”

Jiang Butong went blank, thinking, Damn it, was this little girl deliberately trying to seduce him?

“Into the covers!” Jiang Butong answered perfunctorily.

“Oh...”

“Nice work, Sun Zhuo. You have to win the championship. A lot of people are watching this dunk contest today!” After teaming up with Sun Zhuo, Yao Ming immediately gave him a high-five.

Zhao Fujin on horseback was sent tumbling down at the same time. Zhao Hao hurriedly lunged forward, caught her in his arms, and only then slowly lowered her to the ground.

Ran Fei immediately led his men out of the competition, summoned the army, reported back to the Palace of the King of Qi, and prepared for war.

Xue Ying danced for Wang Yan, her movements graceful and mesmerizing, bringing out the beauty of her figure to the fullest. Beside her, the Flute Immortal played an accompaniment, the melody winding and lilting, and merely watching and listening was enough to ease the mind.

After scoring a hit with one arrow, He Shen swiftly drew another sharp shaft, aimed once more at the front lines, and then sighted on a vanguard general in the very center of the enemy ranks.

Mei’s face was pale and haggard at this moment, her eyes shimmering with mist. With no veil to cover her face, her delicate beauty was laid bare before all.

The black-clad man laughed aloud and, without the slightest ceremony, sat down, picked up a piece of flatbread, broke it apart, dropped all of it into the meat broth, then took up his chopsticks and slurped from along the rim of the bowl, letting out a satisfied sigh.

The newcomers were two immensely burly men, both a head taller than Zhao Hao and built like bears. One wore his hair loose, the other a metal sun hat. Each carried a long blade in hand, and those blades weighed at least twenty jin.

Back then, he wore the most ordinary of crew cuts, a sparse beard, and had a stern, unsmiling face. He never spouted trash talk, never made extra movements, and was nothing more than an utterly unremarkable veteran role player.

The Green-Eyed Golden Serpent spoke to Tang Xin, sounding almost excited, its green-gold eyes faintly moist.

Li Han, flying upside down with his feet in the air, was like a whirlwind. The long blade in his hand moved with the wind, and in an instant he hacked down zombie after zombie. Some had half their skulls severed, while others had their heads cut clean off.

Though he had the support of zither arts at the master level, in that instant the inner force throughout his body poured out like a waterfall. Not only did it swell to the point that his meridians nearly burst, but his internal energy was reduced to less than one percent, almost to the brink of exhaustion.

There was no doubt that this base possessed the most advanced weapons in the Atlantic Federation. Most of the Federation’s cutting-edge technologies had been developed here, and it also housed a new generation of weapons that had not yet been deployed or mass-produced. Because of that, he was confident the base could withstand any method the allied army outside might employ.

Ning Tianlin smiled and nodded. Of course he understood the principle of first giving a slap and then offering a sweet date. The evidence was the slap; the money was the sweet date. Five million sounded like a great deal, but to him now it amounted to only five points of vital energy, as negligible as a hair—utterly worthless.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qian sat cross-legged, activated the Heavenly River Orthodox Method, and began to cultivate. One circuit, no problem. Another circuit, still no problem. Even after nine circuits, there was still no issue. Only when all his true qi had been drawn back into his dantian did Zhao Qian let out a breath of relief, and the bronze shard finally reacted.

That had happened several weeks earlier. Mu, the flight captain who had just been released from readiness duty, had not yet had time to carry out his reassignment order to the rear as a combat instructor when he received a strange instruction: someone from the Air Force Intelligence Bureau wanted to meet him.

Zhang Jingcheng nodded and turned a questioning look toward the specialist, but the other man clearly had no idea what was going on either. He had never encountered a situation like this before. As long as carbon elements were present, they should have been detectable.