Chapter 27: A Grand Opening

A disposable lunch box can hold three taels of fried rice. The price of rice has risen from thirty cents to one yuan, and eggs have gone from one yuan to three. Therefore, one yuan for a bowl of egg-fried rice is truly not expensive.

The bearded man was skeptical. "If you fill this bowl with fried rice, you have to use an egg. Is it really just one yuan?"

"Of course it's true. I wouldn't lie to you right before your eyes, would I?" Wang Peng countered.

"Fine, give me a bowl to try," said the man.

Wang Peng turned on the gas tank, added soybean oil, then the seasonings and overnight rice, followed by carrots and spinach. Li Fang cracked an egg into a bowl, whisked it evenly with chopsticks, and handed it to Wang Peng. As the egg hit the pan, the aroma...

He leaned down to pick up the scroll from the ground and opened it. Before his eyes was a portrait of a man; although the artistic quality was mediocre, a closer look revealed quite a few similarities to Sun Haochi.

"I don't know about that. Even if someone else is sent down, it won't be from our provincial delegation. The most likely scenario is from the city, but nothing will be certain until the very end," Miao Zhengwei said.

Cang Hai and the others finished preparing lunch. Ping An returned, drenched in sweat, accompanied by Shi Jie, Yan Li, and Tie Tou.

To be able to escape unscathed under the CEO's fury, it seems he will need to pay more attention to Ji Yuyou in the future.

Mu Yunxi and Mu Ningxi exchanged glances. Though they said nothing, their eyes conveyed their shared suspicions.

Liu Mubai seemed to recall something and couldn't help but sneer, "You are truly stupid. The elders of my Liu family possess unfathomable strength. A mere King-grade profound artifact is something they can see through at a glance."

Liu Qian frowned, noticing that the fishy stench not only permeated the entire room but also lingered in the steaming purple clay pot, showing no signs of fading.

The sheer terror of the cultivation and divine abilities displayed by the latter in this maneuver left Shao Yang unwilling to be careless.

A guard hurried over. Chu Ze recognized his face—it was Lu Yuan, a guard he had met briefly the day before—but it was clear that Lu Yuan had not noticed them.

The young man hugged a large pillow, his handsome face hidden, features indistinguishable. But his fidgeting fingers betrayed his emotions; his youthful heart was harboring unusual thoughts.

Damn it! Xia Feng cursed inwardly. He was only at the fourth rank; his spiritual energy density was low, and his defensive capabilities were naturally quite poor.

She swept a calm glance at Meikeqiu’s departing back, then withdrew her gaze and took the opportunity to release the arm she had been holding onto Huo Yunchen’s.

Even when killing enemies, one must rely on strategy and formation. Although the Nightmare Beasts were numerous, as long as they watched each other’s backs and prevented sneak attacks, they could naturally hold out longer.

He wanted to say this, but he no longer dared, for at that very moment, he discovered that Lin Feng had appeared behind him at some point, pressing that sharp point against his neck. He was terrified that the slightest movement would cause the spike to wound him.

The jade banner absorbed the baleful energy, converging it into a single point, which faintly took on the outline of a phantom.

Warm breath mingled with the pungent smell of alcohol. Gu Ziyi stiffened, forgetting to even dodge. Just as he began to anticipate Cang Yue’s next move, she let out a thunderous, alcohol-scented burp right in his face.

As a professor of paleontology, he found these invading alien creatures a massive headache.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation stood at the corner of the Sea of Blood. The towering blood waves receded, and a gloomy, twilight mist gathered.

Most of it was heard from Zhang Jingyan; after all, she was an entertainment reporter, and he often listened to her gossip.

However, that seemed useless—the smell felt like sharp, serrated swords stabbing through my pores! Although I couldn't smell it, I felt as if the blood in my entire body was starting to flow in reverse.

Yan Cangshuo’s opening move was a secret technique of this caliber, clearly intent on killing Luo Chen without allowing for any accidents.

Afterward, several other clan leaders expressed their willingness to send their Source Masters, having received rich rewards from those who followed Luo Chen previously, and they naturally did not want to miss out this time.

Sun Xi sat in the passenger seat, catching a glimpse of the name displayed: Sikong Xiao.

"Before we leave, I plan to have them rob a bank. I’ll arrange for it to happen within my jurisdiction, and I’ll coordinate with them from the inside. It’s a sure thing, and your getaway money will be taken care of," Yi Shuihan finally revealed the most critical part of the plan.

After the two returned to rendezvous with the others, they did not rush to leave the forest. Instead, they built a campfire and waited quietly.

"Junior Sister Yunxi’s cultivation is becoming increasingly refined. I am impressed," Lu Yun applauded. Wang Meng and the others glanced at Lu Yun with confusion—it was just the most basic Five Elements Illusion; was it really worth such praise?

He had treated Ye Lingsu’s wounds and regulated her true energy many times, having become quite adept at it. However, after her injury, her true energy was weak and difficult to guide, while the "Zhou Liu Liu Xu Gong" was like a raging torrent; if the guidance failed, she would be harmed instead of helped.

So, I followed Chen Xuan’s gaze. Chen Xuan was staring fixedly at Liu Fang, who was behind me. Why would Chen Xuan be looking at Liu Fang with such an expression?

It could be said that the Wang family owed their current status entirely to this old man. Without his backing, the Wang family would not be prospering and wielding such immense power.

The Bone Saint suddenly remembered something and casually pulled out his protégé: "Eat!" The protégé was overjoyed at the sight of the immortal jade covering the ground, circling in the air around the Bone Saint. Although he could not see Gu Sheng, he could clearly sense his presence.

The disciples responsible for collecting stone materials each shot out streams of true energy, firmly gripping the massive boulders. Then, each dragging several large stones, they flew into the air, hauling the rocks to Twin Peaks like oxen pulling a cart.

At this moment, Ruzi likely never imagined he would become the shortest-lived archbishop in the history of the Holy See. Not to mention that Yu Cangwu was tracking down the murderer of Wang Bolan, there was another powerful opponent who wanted him dead: his former ally, Aphitna.

The group returned to Ye Zhuo’s residence, and Zi He and Qiu Yue took the food out of the boxes and set it on the table.

Meng Yuhuai held her in his arms. Knowing she had been terribly frightened for half the day, he did not stop her, only gently patting her back.

It was an island filled with sunshine, surrounded by a blue glow. The entire holy site was bathed in light, appearing somewhat magnificent and golden, with none of the rigid hierarchy Xia Lin had imagined.