Chapter 41: The Covetous Gaze of the Original Protagonist

"We are all university students; it's not that easy to fall apart." Wang Xiu patted Li Zhi carelessly. To be honest, he held no real reverence for this club president.

"Of course, it's about using tanks to pave the way and having infantry follow close behind to charge forward. Since their bullets can't penetrate the tank armor anyway, I'd be a fool not to charge," Gouwa said, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Because they never involved themselves in the conflicts between the righteous and demonic factions of the cultivation world, they remained unknown. Yet, in the shadows, every matter they handled ended in silence—they killed to eliminate witnesses and left no loose ends, which was the true reason for their obscurity.

"Yeying, Uncle Jiang Yun is here. You two chat. If you need anything, just call me!" Zhanxi said with a smile before heading out.

"If you have the ability, by all means, try! To deal with you, Gohan is more than enough." Piccolo narrowed his eyes, shifting his focus toward Gohan.

When he saw the stats, Wang Xiu’s face turned black. Damn it! Are you kidding me? Eight consecutive losses, and you still have the nerve to fight me for the position.

"Take it." Bardock didn't answer his question but instead shoved the lollipop into Gohan’s hand.

Bai Ruoshuang’s eyes were cold as she watched the Great Demon Venerable, whose expression had flickered with a hint of horror. Her delicate hand suddenly shot out, grasping violently toward him.

"I have no problem with that..." the Goba tribesman said, though a flicker of hidden resentment lingered in the depths of his eyes.

"Hey, watch this!" Gouwa shouted and lunged at Bao Cheng, who immediately assumed a defensive stance.

Tang Xin'er’s lips curled into a smile she couldn't hide. Seeing the look of surprise on Liang Shan’s face, she laughed.

"This is China, and you are still an active-duty officer. This could lead to bigger trouble, which would be very disadvantageous for you, and potentially for the General as well!" Su Nan said softly.

Old Madam Ye’s words were very pleasing to Mr. Tao. He thought to himself, perhaps he should hear it from Xiufan herself. If she were truly willing, what reason would he have to continue pretending not to know?

Once you pick up the blade meant for killing, you can never hope to put it down, because that blade has already fused completely with you.

***

With a foundation and imagination, you can instantly observe the universe from the outside and comprehend the Dao at a cosmic scale.

Those around them were stunned, including Hai Mei'er, who had been smiling all along. She was considered bold, having just teased Mo Fan with her seductive arts, but Yan Lingyun was even more daring—she had grabbed his head and kissed him, and it looked like a French kiss at that.

Chen Feiyuan played the role of a supportive senior brother standing up for his junior, driving Shen Zhuyun to finally resolve to kill Mo Fan and even eliminate his two brothers.

Smelling Zhang Donghai’s gourmet food and then taking a bite of his own airplane meal, which tasted like pig swill, his dissatisfaction with the airline surged.

Seeing the vast number of soldiers coming, Ma Ming knew the situation was dire, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and engage. He raised his spear and clashed with Gonggong and his warriors.

Why was it so easy for these commoners to revolt? Why did one constantly hear of armies numbering in the hundreds of thousands? This was the reason. The people had no food, could not survive, and were still subjected to the court’s heavy labor levies and the cruel exploitation of local officials. It would be a wonder if they didn't rebel.

He Ruohuai had retreated to the doorway. The charcoal fire was burning bright, warming the room and adding a touch of lethargy.

"Of course we aren't actually moving them; we are just making the German army believe we have," General Wavell added.

Bai Liuli, Jin Liuli, and Qing Liuli had already experienced the power of Jianxiake’s mysterious space, so they were naturally at ease with his words, but they didn't give him an answer immediately.

He no longer resembled the Heizi in my memory. He looked as he did at seven years old, but sadly, there was no sign of life in him. A few strands of water grass rested on his face, mirroring the state he was in when he died.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time. Suddenly, his body felt as if it had dissolved, and he lay on the ground. He took out his flask to drink, watching the starry sky, and his mood improved greatly. The stifling frustration and sorrow from before had been chased far away, leaving not even a shadow behind.

Su Cuo was naturally not one to express himself well, so he was a perfect match for the more extroverted Si Yue.

"But, Father, I believe this boy might become a variable for Liaodong. We should eliminate him while his wings are not yet fully grown to ensure everything is secure." On the way back to Liaodong City, Yi Zhiwushengnan analyzed and deduced the war in the Northern Circuit. The depth of the strategic layout was so startling that it frightened him.

"Your headache is caused by a tumor the size of a fingernail inside your skull. Saving you is not difficult; it can be done in two steps: first, to alleviate, and second, to cure," Hua Tuo said.

***

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the golden fissure-missile heading toward him, yet he remained calm, neither dodging nor flinching.

"Minister Benson, look at my current body; what else can I do?" Locke said with a shrug.

"Perhaps there are high-ranking officials close to France right by the Prime Minister’s side," Alex hinted.

Prime Minister Rong, must I retreat and escape from such a difficult dilemma, leaving you to bear the burden for me?

A certain god chewed on half a celestial peach, leaning lazily against the heavenly pillar outside the temple. While idly grooming the mane of the Heavenly Wolf God, he cast a faint glance at him.

On the city walls, several enemy soldiers climbed up. Spotting the defending general fighting in the thick of battle, they seized the moment he was off guard and charged with blades raised. Nearby guards spotted the enemy, but the blade was already inches from the general. In his panic, he let out a sharp cry.

As soon as Tezuka left, Ying Yi suddenly spread out the test paper in her hand. Seeing the large score on it, she raised an eyebrow and lowered her eyelids.

"I understand now," Jiang Li said with a bitter smile. So, from the moment her leg became crippled, it had been An Liangyuan’s doing.

Stumbling forward while shouting, he suddenly threw himself flat as he reached the mountain path. The two buckets of night soil tumbled down, spinning through the air. One landed squarely on Fei Shan’s head, while the other slid further away, but still drenched the man surnamed Chang.

It was after that fight that Wang Lingyun fell into a coma. Later, she met Lin Jusheng, possessed Han Lai, and then... went to see Zhuang Qingyan before she became a famous courtesan.

The newly restored Styx River blade hovered before him, and the power of his sword-nurturing technique radiated from him as the center.

Hearing Mo Ling’s reply, Mo Cangming was quite surprised. Although he knew that Qin Jiu and Mo Ling were close, that didn't necessarily mean they were that intimate; after all, that was just how things were in officialdom.