Volume 1, Chapter 27: The Anywhere Door

Rebecca glanced at Sherlock with a look of helpless amusement before turning her gaze back to the battlefield, where the situation had shifted once again.

Wang Xilin harbored identical thoughts. As the Minister of the Organization Department, he possessed a unique way of dealing with officials and had a profound grasp of their psychology.

Consider a 40-episode television series: if a viewer has spent a week watching seven episodes, even if the plot loses its initial appeal, the majority will still choose to finish the remaining thirty-three episodes.

As a precaution, those nations that previously purchased large quantities of arms from the Alliance have now turned those very weapons against the plans of these four countries. The words "friends" and "brothers" once on their lips have now been replaced by relentless accusations.

I am not worried that the six great families of Kyoto will fail to follow my instructions. After all, they are seasoned veterans who have survived for many years; they are more than capable of reading the situation clearly.

Sitting there, Ye Zetao fully channeled the internal energy of the Five-Animal Frolics, his gaze sweeping across the people below like a thunderclap.

Ye Zetao opened a generic URL. It was as simple as could be—at a glance, it displayed only an image of a galaxy and a field for entering a login password, with nothing else at all.

Thinking of the Lu Yixian affair, Ye Zetao considered the true intentions of Gu Mingzhong. This was a genuine opportunity; if handled correctly, it was not impossible for Gu Mingzhong to advance further. Was that the real reason Gu Mingzhong had called to test the waters?

Chen Ji merely offered Rebecca a cryptic smile before heading off with the Captain to pack their gear. Rebecca sighed; if it came to a physical confrontation, Chen Ji would be no match for her, but when it came to words, he could drive her to the brink of madness with just a few sentences.

As for Mo Feng, why did he choose such a high-profile entrance when he could have used a much simpler method? It was simply to present the jade bottle in the hands of the Spirit Binder to her. It was really that simple.

Everyone seated at this banquet was among the most prominent merchants in the Yue Kingdom. But if a merchant were truly indifferent to worldly gains, how could they have become the most outstanding in the land?

When he finally regained his senses, he found he had been untied from the rack and was lying flat on the ground. The agonizing pain that had made even breathing a torment had vanished, though his limbs remained limp and devoid of strength.

"If you feel guilty, why not offer yourself as compensation?" Ming Hanfeng suddenly gave a wicked smile, his large, burning hand sliding inside Yun Tu's bodice.

"My lord, are you referring to the Tauren chieftain, Devit Thunder-Fury?" the shark-kin sea dweller asked in surprise.

"What on earth has gotten into you!" Cang Luochen was baffled by the shout, feeling that Yue Junzheng was acting inexplicably today.

Very well, extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. A master's order is indeed hard to defy, but it is not entirely impossible to disobey.

In today's society, a single yuan is practically useless; even a pack of spicy sticks has risen to one-fifty.

Qian Xun froze upon hearing Cang Luochen's words, then tremblingly placed her hand on Xizi's back. Throughout their journey, Xizi’s body had already turned cold.

The Myriad-Insect Demonic Gu shrieked shrilly, slamming against the ice walls in search of an exit, but there was no way out.

Furthermore, such an important location lacked even the slightest defensive measures. It was possible that the Kendo Hall was playing the long game, waiting to act as the oriole catching the mantis.

Meng Xin snapped his fingers and adjusted the chapter, with no intention of posting a new one. He considered this to be a combined update for two days—equivalent to half a chapter per day.

Xia Jinyan kicked away a zombie in a panic. Looking at the twenty or so zombies surging toward him like a tide, he seemed to fall into despair.

From this, it is evident that this unparalleled wood-leaf cup craftsmanship and its products are now cherished as treasures.

Yet, some unknown accident must have occurred; they died here before they could even seal the stone cave.

"I know who you are—the shopkeeper, right?" Meng Xin patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder, the sound echoing with a thud.

"Heh, I still don't know your name, Junior Brother," Mu Jue replied with a noncommittal smile.

Liu Yibin’s eyes flashed as he recalled a technique: the Immortal Wind and Cloud Body Technique—yes, the very same technique used by the Drunken Sword Immortal.

Zhang Yang stood still for a moment, feeling as though he were suspended in the vast, boundless starry sky, with nothing to rely upon.

By the time Rondo brought the ball to the front court and passed it to Lei Feng, there were only five seconds left on the twelve-second clock.

"Second Aunt, please, move aside!" Wanying was irritated. This Second Aunt knew exactly when to pick her moments—coming to pester her precisely when Liu Chenyang was out with An Zhu and Su Tie.

The three went to the hotel's buffet restaurant, chose a secluded table, and each ordered their own breakfast.

Anger welled up in Wanying's chest. She pinched herself, repeating over and over, *Endure! Wanying, you must endure! If you want to get out, you must bear this!* Walking toward the leftovers, she slowly squatted down and reached out.

As the blood dripped into the Well of the Divine, a heavenly staircase that seemed to stretch into infinity slowly emerged from the previously empty space beside it.

Watching the fat man Baker, Luo Xia shook his head. He could only hope that Baker would understand the dangers of gambling; once a family was ruined, it would be too late for regrets.

Yue Fengpeng was a man of firm resolve; once he made a decision, he would not delay for even a moment.