30. Wrap

At the same time, the dozen or so disciples within his storage ring had fallen into a state of exhausted unconsciousness. He transferred them into a larger cave dwelling and left behind several precious elixirs to aid their recovery.

Upon hearing Ying Yi’s words, the group was taken aback and instinctively looked up at the sky. Ink-black clouds gradually blanketed the heavens, spreading like drops of concentrated ink diffusing through water. A distinct, humid vapor followed, drifting through the air and clinging to their faces like a damp mask.

Her waist suddenly tightened, snapping her thoughts back to reality. The youth’s reflection shimmered on the glass before her—his lips slightly pursed, his brows cold and set, and his deep, icy-blue gaze so profound that she could not discern the emotions stirring within him.

However, for Nagai, whose dynamic vision was exceptional, this posed no great problem. Locking onto the trajectory of the tennis ball, her irises captured everything, playing back frame by frame like a film, while she meticulously analyzed every shift in power.

He had been a benefactor to Han Lai; no matter what, she would never harbor malice toward this brother with whom she shared no blood relation.

For the first time, she discovered that the pain radiating from her chest was far more agonizing than any physical wound on her body.

"This... this is an attempt to blow up the furnace again!" Yao Mucheng grew anxious. With a single punch, he shattered the stones blocking the cave entrance and darted out like a streak of light.

"My sincerest thanks to the General for your cultivation. I shall never forget this as long as I live." Having achieved his goal, the lieutenant was overjoyed, staring at Xia Zhen, at a loss for further words.

He was a middle-aged man with a refined, scholarly appearance, yet his eyes were incredibly profound, giving off an unfathomable aura.

Since the suspect was Honghong, the wife of Ji Yingtan, Liao Beibei had been interested in her from the start but never found the opportunity to act. Primarily, it was because Ji Yingtian was his good friend, and one does not harbor illicit thoughts about a friend’s wife.

Playing the fool in front of Fu Jingchuan was useless, especially regarding matters they both understood perfectly well.

Jian Ning was struck by panic and raised her hand to report: "What if the detonator goes off before he finishes his push-ups?"

Villagers who had originally intended to return to rest or prepare to head out for fishing all crowded once again around Wang Er’s house.

Liu Yu smiled as he bid Jia Jingjing farewell and walked straight to the elevator doors. Jia Jingjing hurried over to press the button for him.

They were suspended in mid-air, with the trajectories of the Great Dao spreading through the space. Terrifying sequence rules supported this massive pyramidal structure, keeping it stable.

The entire hotel resembled a colossal bonfire, billowing thick, black smoke. Although the crowd had begun firefighting efforts, this was demonic fire, and ordinary methods proved to have little effect.

In front of a news van, Jing Lan was conducting an exclusive report: "Dear viewers, Chen Hao, the hero who stood against the 'Deities,' has recovered his memory under the joint care of doctors Du Wanning and Guo Ningyan..." As she spoke, her eyes welled up with tears.

Besides, Liu Yu was enjoying the current state of affairs; why would he move? At this moment, Gusli’s fair hand rested perfectly on Liu Yu’s thigh.

Han Qi watched Ye Yuchen, growing more pleased the longer he looked. This was his soldier—spirited, responsible, and intelligent. She was capable!

Mu Xue found business tedious. Hearing her older sister discuss workplace affairs, she lowered her head to eat and fell silent.

"And the other way?" Guo Ying asked, appearing nervous. Yin Aimeng was also nearby, though she sat to the side with a nonchalant air, clearly unconcerned with Lin Yu.

In particular, with his primary aide, the Giant Crocodile Queensland, severely injured and unable to fight, he dared not take risks. If they harmed Bulma, his lifelong hopes would be utterly destroyed.

For Su Zhe, the safest approach now was to return to his lane as soon as possible. After all, the enemy’s crowd control was overwhelming. Only Su Zhe, bold and skilled, and Han Xiaojun ventured into the jungle—though Han Xiaojun went to their own, while Su Zhe chose the enemy’s blue buff jungle.

Lin Yu and Li Qian left directly, while Su Li collapsed onto the ground. He knew he was finished. He was not an only child in his family, and having caused such a catastrophe, he likely had no hope of inheriting the Su family’s business.

Sure enough, it took a full half-minute before Di Renjie slowly typed out a string of incoherent nonsense.

"Er..." Now it was Liu Xianrong’s turn to be speechless. He had not expected to have a connection to Lin Musen, making them somewhat like kin—it felt as if the flood had washed away the Dragon King’s temple. He was utterly at a loss for words.

In other words, the two heroes you equip before entering remain the only ones you can use once inside. Therefore, players must choose their heroes strategically before entering the tug-of-war.

The break was short. After Hei Huo chatted briefly with the on-site commentators, the second match began immediately.

Zhao Wan’er had eaten her fill of the pine-yellow cakes yesterday. Lin Musen still had plenty left over at home this year. Although they were not as delicious as when freshly baked, Lin Musen had just reheated them, so the flavor had not changed too much.

In fact, such amateurish performances are common in professional matches; the key lies in who your opponent is. Against players of the same level, both sides might trade blows, but in the face of top-tier KPL gods, everyone else is a novice.

The officers were scolded into bowing their heads. Gan Ning was clearly genuinely furious. In truth, anyone who has drifted at sea for over a month would become irritable, let alone those who had not experienced many long-distance voyages.

Uncle Wang and Leng Qingxin watched as Ye Zilu flicked his wrist, and a large box suddenly appeared in his hands, causing their eyes to widen in astonishment.

The autumn campus remained vibrant and pleasant. The trees were still lush, and the flowers bloomed in competition, their fragrance attracting swarms of bees. Suddenly, a butterfly fluttered past Liang Xiaoying’s ear, dancing around her. Liang Xiaoying smiled softly and rested her head on Tang Jin’s shoulder.

Gao Yue was also filled with admiration, lamenting that not a single gourmet dish she had eaten in the past could compare to those made by Miss Huakai.

Throughout the entire process, only Nalan opened her mouth as if to speak, yet nothing came out. Seeing that Prince Anxin had no intention of speaking for the moment, Xingluo gracefully rose to take her leave. Prince Anxin offered a few more polite exchanges before instructing Huluhan to escort Xingluo out, while he himself pulled Nalan into the inner chamber.