Chapter 99: I Was Thinking... (Time to Subscribe)

Shen He searched around the inn and, to his surprise, actually found the fishing rod that the innkeeper had hidden away. Judging by its appearance, the set of fishing gear was quite expensive, at least visually boasting a sophisticated and high-end aura.

The entire set was concealed in a rather secluded small room within the inn. It seemed that hardly anyone ever ventured into this room—certainly not the innkeeper’s wife.

If he hadn’t been thorough in his search, he might have missed it. But as a soldier, Shen He didn’t have much leave time, especially with National Day approaching and the training growing more intense each day.

Everyone’s sudden realization was like waking from a dream: such an item did not exist on the Haotian Continent. It must have been brought over by the Tongling people from the Tongling Continent. If they could study it thoroughly, perhaps they could uncover the secret of the spacetime ore.

“But if we could gather all the fragments…” Zhang Xu had already grasped the value of this tiger tally fragment.

Seeing Samael’s behavior, Lucifer respectfully knelt on the ground, no longer daring to utter a word.

At the relay station, Tang Seng set down his tea and smiled. “Senior Brother! I never thought our Tang Dynasty’s name would carry weight even here.” He spoke with a hint of pride.

Jiang Feng casually greeted them while pulling a carton of milk from the refrigerator and opening it to drink. He didn’t notice Qin Man’s expression stiffen, her delicate face flushing faintly red.

If these were the children of powerful families, perhaps they could use this period to cultivate connections, maybe even smooth some channels to improve their rankings.

Why was he dressed in simple cloth? Naturally, his previous clothes had been worn beyond repair, so he had no choice but to change into a new set.

Situ’s intuition told her that when Xuan Yi spoke, he was concealing many crucial pieces of information beneath his words.

The moment he spoke, all eyes in the room, including those of the young man and other school staff, instantly focused on Zhang Chao.

“Qing’er, this silk hasn’t been soaked in flower dye, has it?” He teased, then was momentarily stunned by his own words.

“Currently, we have received over five hundred complaints. The exact number will only be tallied by tomorrow,” Liu Xiao reported.

Qu Zhiheng wasn’t sure how to explain the situation to Wang Yu. He couldn’t exactly say he had stayed behind because he overheard a conversation between Old Master Xiao and Xiao Jun and was worried about Wang Yu’s safety.

Partners of the Soft Alliance soon dispatched their own people to the organization, expressing concern over the incident, condemning the robbers, and pledging to provide any assistance possible to ensure Liu Xiao’s safe escape.

Did that turtle boss have wings? Was it really worth the Sword Alliance’s effort to build such a ship just to hunt it down?

The mammoth rose with a powerful force, delivering a heavy front kick to the arena floor. Like a spider web, cracks radiated outward from the center of its strike.

“Last time company secrets were stolen by hackers, you ordered all the computers moved to prevent further risks. Now that you know your phone is being tapped, what will you do?” Liu Xiao stared intently into Zhang Chunsheng’s eyes.

“Qu Zhiheng, this is what you brought on yourself.” Xiao Jun was already boiling with anger, and seeing Qu Zhiheng face-to-face ignited his fury further. Without wasting words, from a distance of four or five steps, he leapt forward and delivered a flying kick.

Chen Yi was dazed, trying hard to recall the events of last night. She couldn’t remember what happened after returning to her room, nor how she fought Wang Fu. Her mind was filled only with vague, chaotic impressions.

Li Qingfeng gazed at the dozen or so bolts of divine lightning in the sky, madness and killing intent flashing in his eyes. Without hesitation, he activated the Killing God Spear and fiercely thrust it toward the bolts.

“Then... what about the farm?” Liang Fei widened his eyes, looking at Guo Erbao. Aunt Cuilan had never mentioned this matter before. If they hadn’t bumped into them today, he might have kept it bottled up inside forever.