Volume One, Chapter 43: Dreams Come True
"Brother, two million right off the bat—won't that scare them away?"
"Feels like we're being a bit too aggressive."
"Don't kill the deal with the very first shot."
Since this was their first time operating a "sniping" scheme, starting with such a large sum left Ah Hai, Baldy, and the other organizers feeling uneasy. They feared it would frighten the target.
Tiger, however, remained calm. "Whether they bite or not is their business. We just need to follow the standard procedure. You’re new to this and don't quite understand how it works. The first shot must be heavy and substantial, because that is when a customer is most likely to commit funds. As things drag on, the customer encounters more obstacles and starts to..."
Consequently, not only was the old commander’s group approaching, but many other gangs of desperate outlaws were closing in on the area as well.
My uncle was incensed. Between the series of bizarre events and being mocked by the black cat, his anger had already reached a boiling point. Seeing the Yin-Yang master spew such biting sarcasm—nearly to the point of cursing the Zhao family—he clenched his fist and prepared to strike.
The concept of an "Information Intersection," as proposed by Jiang Shiliu, was something known to fewer than five people in all of humanity.
Liao Cheng was often rooted in the laboratory and knew the relationships between the students well. When Ding Dang had her incident earlier, he had already suspected someone, but for the sake of the lab’s peace, he had kept it to himself.
The others felt a surge of pity and lowered their heads, frowning. They could clearly see that the look in the target’s eyes was not one of pleading for help, but of begging for release.
Hearing this, Jiang Chen frowned and asked, "What about your superiors? Do you know how many are still alive?" Prefect Wang claimed the entire prefecture was gone, but who could say if there might be survivors?
Jin Shengyu received a call from his future father-in-law, urging him to handle this ridiculous farce involving Nangong Yu properly. He naturally dared not delay.
"Nangong Yu, have you lost your mind?" Murong Xuan ran over, attempting to pry Nangong Yu’s hands away, but she lacked the strength.
Yang Yufang’s identity information had left no trace for over a year. However, investigating further back, they discovered that shortly after Liu Lisheng left Motuo, Yang Yufang had purchased a train ticket to Yecheng, only to cancel it a day later. Since then, there had been no news.
Recognizing the existence of a sixth sense and deeply analyzing the information that spiritual power brings to the body—perceptions and inspirations do not appear without cause. Existence is rational; when they come to you, you must seek to understand and converse with them. All spiritual knowledge exists to help you see yourself and see this world.
The gaze behind her vanished, the clothes fell, and the sound of a man entering the bathroom echoed from behind.
When he rode the snow steed with her and reached the rope bridge between the two peaks, his mood plummeted to the bottom of the valley.
Especially during the busy season before the New Year, merchants who had stocked up on inventory were left wailing in misery.
Li Feiqiu never believed in fate, but this old man was unusually muddled compared to others, and his speech was strange. If he were a swindler, what kind of swindler would dare to scam a caravan of nearly a hundred people? Seeing so many people surrounding them, with many of the Imperial Guards looking fierce, the old man remained utterly unfazed... He realized belatedly that this man could not be an ordinary person.
For some reason, in these past few months, Ye Sha Mobai seemed like a different person. Compared to his previous womanizing ways, he had been almost ascetic during this time.
Thus, these three games became a hit on QQ Space, which to a certain extent boosted the number of active users on the platform.
With so many eyes watching just now, if they had realized it was an act, all their efforts would have been wasted.
Although the Taedong River only ranked fifth in terms of discharge, its terrain made it the most turbulent. In ancient times, whenever Korea experienced continuous heavy rainfall, the Taedong River would burst its banks, causing widespread devastation—a catastrophe nearly as disastrous as the flooding of the Yellow River within the Ming Empire.
On this day, the highest-ranking Empress Dowager in the palace, Dongfang Huarong, held a banquet in the Imperial Garden to invite all the consorts to admire the exotic flowers.
Any movement would cause the cracks around them to expand. Spatial fissures were incredibly tyrannical and terrifying; even a tiny sliver could sever a human body instantly, making them more lethal than any peerless divine weapon.
Xiangshui Bay was the lowest point in the Grand Canyon, a place with few people. Yet, the scenery there was truly the most beautiful. Surrounded by strange rocks of all shapes, it was cradled by a river at its base.
After the performance ended, the audience was still left wanting more. Only then did the auction truly begin.
Although they had dodged the spot where the Corpse King landed, they had not left the range of its attack.
Her ability was extremely rare: she could absorb memories and skills through physical contact. However, the absorbed abilities would vanish after a few minutes. Her power was unique and, in the long run, held great potential—she grew stronger against the strong and weaker against the weak.
Ye Qing, who had been busy for half the day, finally realized that this was the age of technology; slash-and-burn farming was a thing of the past. Besides, Zhang Shaozhuo would have to cover his own ambulance bill.
The giant spider spat out silk to protect its body, but a flash of fire erupted from Wang Fan’s hand, and a ball of Yin-Yang fire slammed into the spider’s leg.
After landing, both looked at the weapons in each other’s hands, sensing that neither was simple. Although the anger in the white-clad youth’s heart remained, he was no longer reckless after that blow.
"Actually, there is something to do. Mr. Boss, we need to discuss some very important business," Hopkins spoke up first.
"Im-immortal?!" The two semi-immortal kings had only this word cross their minds before their bodies exploded mid-air, their forms and spirits extinguished—dead beyond recovery.
This was merely a game of chess between the powerful, yet in the end, it was the common people who suffered.
After this shout, many people appeared around us. I looked over and let out a sigh of relief—they had finally arrived. The moment the leader helped me up, the others spoke in unison: "Brother Lang!!!"
Lu Qingyu walked hurriedly along the main thoroughfare of Tianyan Academy. The paulownia trees on both sides of the road swayed in the spring breeze, as if welcoming his return.
Calling it ugly was actually being polite; the monster, which looked as if it had been stitched together from many different animals, was eerie no matter how one looked at it.
Countless images flashed through the masked man’s mind. Those shattered, fragmented memories seemed to exert a powerful pull on him, making him yearn to touch these chaotic scenes.
Although Tu Huotong’s moves were devious, they were not difficult for the battle-hardened Lei Sheng to dodge.
The stone mountain gate hummed and trembled violently, with large clouds of dust shaking loose. Illuminated by the midday sun, the atmosphere felt exceptionally surreal.
With the New Year fast approaching, I had to go home to spend it with my family. Therefore, this matter had to be completed before the holidays. Time was tight; to topple the great tree that was Murong Cun without leaving a trace would require significant effort.
If Jia Yi had not been born to Empress Tai, then even if this Empress Dowager were as capable and indomitable as any man, the Renshou Palace would not be hers to occupy.
Finally, they arrived. Mu Mu’s beautiful counter-thrust was suddenly frozen; the enemy turned out to be Zheng Yin.