Chapter 45: The Space Upgrades Once More

The disappearance of Shen Simin caused grave concern for the brigade commander. The disappearance of an educated youth meant that investigators would be sent down from above, and their status as an outstanding model village would instantly vanish.

Zhou Chuangen had been so worried that he could not sleep for several days, resenting the people at the educated youth station for constantly causing trouble for him. Attempted murder, followed by fleeing from justice—they truly were a troublesome lot.

Because of this incident, Zhou Chuangen specifically issued a warning to all the educated youths at the station. In their Fengtian Brigade, everyone had to abide by their rules. If anyone dared to make any more trouble—

His gaze was so sharp that she scarcely dared to meet his eyes, and the sense of panic in her heart grew heavier.

She lay beneath him, completely and utterly his—his enchanting creature, his private possession.

Instead of saying something like, "Ji Xuanling, why are you so useless? You don't cultivate properly, you deserve to be cornered and attacked."

Wei Ai guessed the reason and chose not to probe further. Worrying endlessly because Shen Mo had yet to wake up... During their phone calls over the past few days, the doctor had said his condition was stable, merely suffering from a frail constitution that required quiet convalescence.

Ye Ying walked along the gloomy path. The entire Zhou Royal Palace seemed like an empty hall, dead silent, even the light exceptionally dim.

He'An Town had never experienced such events before, but with the grain in Shanggu Village plundered and people killed, everyone was terribly frightened. For the sake of survival, they were forced into a corner and had no choice.

Even though he had threatened Eden to her face, he would never truly turn on her and bite back, because if Eden fell, the Gong family's influence would inevitably collapse as well.

He had originally learned by chance that Master Juefei had left behind a decree. The reason he had not taken action against Master Wuzhao was out of wariness toward this very decree, and he remained obsessed with destroying it.

Thinking this, Shen Shaobai wanted to take a look upstairs. Wei Ai felt a shred of anxiety, yet unwilling to remain alone in the living room, she clutched him tightly and walked toward the upper floor.

The next instant, a flame of the Vermilion Bird erupted from her fingertips, burning fiercely toward the Hydra.

Peng Mo wore a tranquil expression, quietly listening to the news brought back by Lianfeng. A fire of such magnitude would take an entire day just to extinguish.

Sneaking into the lounge, Liu Xiaolong was already waiting inside. Wang Xuanlong stuck out his tongue and smiled as he sat down beside her.

The young man clumsily dodged a slash aimed at his chest by a slightly chubby, burly man. Before he could even catch his breath, another dark-skinned, burly man stealthily lunged from behind and fired a shot at the young man.

Boom! The primordial force resonated across heaven and earth, and the primordial momentum surged outward from within his body without reservation at this very moment. The Ancestor of Primordial Force could be said to have gone all out, his momentum overwhelmingly powerful and terrifying!

"Mr. Sato, I will not interfere with whatever agreement your Japanese government has reached with our imperial court, but if you want me to design a battleship, my demands must be met," Chen Ning stated bluntly.

As he spoke, the flying sword beside his feet drifted into Xie Qiao's hands. Amidst his pleasant surprise, he could clearly sense that the matter was far from simple.

"Commander-in-Chief, if they launch a night raid, the aviation brigade stationed on Hainan Island will likely be unable to carry out bombing operations," Qin Guoyong suggested.

"Good son, run along downstairs. Your father said he wants to talk to you about which weather vane design institute should handle the company's publicity this year," Sun Huixian remarked casually.

The stone monkey walked into the white mist, followed closely by崔封. Pushing aside layers of mist, an uneven stone wall indeed appeared before his eyes.

Lu Tong hid not far away, watching Fei Liangyan and Shi Yi. Hearing their conversation, her heart ached terribly. Why had it had to be Shi Yi? Why not her?

As those who failed on their very first attempt, they received no rewards whatsoever, save for the extra scars upon their bodies.

To the left of the Prince of Wuyang sat his son, Du Xuan; seated on his right was someone Ling Yu had never seen before.

A few days prior, she had cooped herself up in her room for a couple of days, feeling utterly uncomfortable all over. Although the wound did ache somewhat, she still forced herself to walk out to the outer room.