Chapter 57

"It's fine. Later, I will have you take the telegraph machine and the new codebook. This specific codebook is exclusively for contacting you, and we have a telegraph machine on our end dedicated solely to receiving the messages you send!" Old Wang sat down and looked at Sun Hao very seriously.

She turned around, neatly exited the cell, returned the way she came, and jumped over the wall. Wei Ting was standing outside keeping watch.

Recalling what happened last night, she suddenly felt a bit embarrassed again. What was the point of her chasing after him? And what should she even say to him?

The four cats on the trash can were extremely sensitive. The moment Xiao Qi spoke, they leaped onto the wall, staring at him with great caution.

Brigadier General Miguel's view was like a sharp sword piercing through the darkness, instantly clearing away the oppressive atmosphere inside the bridge. The ashen expressions of several officers suddenly came back to life.

"Bang!" With a resounding slam of both hands onto the workbench, though his face remained expressionless, his posture fully conveyed his current mood.

Wu Chenglan picked up the design draft and glanced at it, a faint gleam flashing in her eyes. The design was exceptionally mature, and it was clear that the person who created this piece possessed a very strong foundation.

Shen Shiqian's spacious office was suddenly filled with the scent of baby formula. At first, Shen Shiqian was somewhat unaccustomed to it, but gradually, he grew used to it.

Just like that, he ran from morning till evening, covering an unknown distance. Exhausted like a dead dog, he collapsed by the roadside while a monkey nibbled on wild fruit and tilted its head to look at him.

Xing Ang looked at Luo Zhi's current expression of utter despair and bewilderment, especially those slender, phoenix-like eyes.

Zhao Chen's tone was indifferent, but at this moment, it was filled with biting coldness, as if he had just stepped out of a millennium-old ice cellar.

In an instant, the sensation of continuously falling downward vanished. The darkness was redeemed, and the light embraced the world. Within his hazy perception, a warm and soft cushion lifted him out of that terrible world.

Chen Ying tiptoed over, only to be suddenly startled by Ye Xiaojiao's sharp gaze, causing her body to involuntarily shiver with a cold chill.

Originally, everyone was still guessing what the Prince Regent and his entourage were going to do, but as they talked, the topic drifted to Jing Yi's backyard.

Surprisingly, once the mysterious silver came into contact with water, it really did actively move toward it, and it even felt as though it had lost all weight.

Others might not know, but Lin Xing was very clear about the situation. It was true that there were guards on night duty outside, but absolutely nothing had happened here in the Alley of Eternal Harmony, where everyone was already fast asleep like pigs.

When Jing Yi took her away, Jiang Wanyou suddenly turned her head and glanced back at Jiang Sheng, whose face was filled with despair.

When Jing Yi escorted Jiang Wanyou back to the camp, the sky was already bright. After instructing the military doctor and the four maids—Chun, Xia, Qiu, and Dong—to take good care of her, he turned and headed toward the city gates, where the Southern Frontier's Crown Prince Cheng Nuo was still hanging on display.

At this moment, Su Yourong's face was flushed like a peach, her expression filled with a hazy intoxication. She subconsciously pinched Lin Xing's back, expressing her reluctance to let him go.

However, the crowd knew nothing of this. All they saw was the "invincible prismatic cannon" easily destroying the sturdy target. Both those in the know and those out of the know broke into enthusiastic cheers.

Xia Bingzhong was also given a fright. Even though he had weathered many storms, he was still startled to the point of taking two steps back. He incredulously looked at the head and corpse on the ground, and then glanced at Zhang Zhijie sitting calmly on his horse, only to realize that Zhang Zhijie had not even blinked an eye.

Li Dongsheng frowned slightly and remained silent. Lu Han's arrogant and condescending tone displeased him.

I raised a hand to wipe the moisture from my face and stepped forward, only to feel a chill beneath my feet. Looking down, I realized that, at some point, I had walked right into a pool of water.

Beside the two of them stood a middle-aged man with a slightly furrowed brow. His facial features bore a faint resemblance to Zhou Miaoling's. His skin was not very good, and he wore an old-fashioned Zhongshan suit, looking thoroughly ordinary.

"Very good. You still have a bit of backbone and haven't disgraced the royal family!" Emperor Zhengde nodded and said.

Back then, Lin Weiwei expounded the Dao for the cultivators of the Primordial World, which could be considered a blessing to the universe. Heavenly Dao ought to have bestowed merits upon Lin Weiwei, but for some reason, it didn't. Old Ancestor Yang Mei suspected that Heavenly Dao might have embezzled those merits.

Now that biofuel was available, Dragon Imperial City no longer had to worry about wasting fuel. The water brought by the vanguard unit was not enough to clean the blood and filth off all those trucks, so they could only manage to clear those three large vehicles for now.

Jiang Tian shook his body and transformed into a stream of light, drilling into the rift. Princess Black Phoenix had no choice but to follow.

"Good! Very good! I have a task for you. I am feeling slightly unwell today, so I will return to the manor first! If His Majesty asks about it later, just tell him the truth!" Zhang Zhijie smiled.

"Boom!" The strike hit the root of the vines, instantly blowing them—along with the trapped soldiers—away. Fortunately, the individual powered exoskeletons provided a certain level of defense, and since they were just blasted back by the shockwave, soldiers immediately rushed forward to carry out rescue operations.

The remaining men wanted to run, but Xi Zixiao let out a cold snort. In an instant, the five fellows froze in place, not daring to move or even breathe heavily.

"Don't worry, we have an agreement. Once the numbers reach several thousand, they won't easily attack. There's no need to worry..." Many pilots comforted themselves like this in their hearts.

Well, a certain official surnamed Li felt no shame at all, his thick skin seemingly rivaling that of his "Uncle Zhu Houzhao."

True to Li Li's prediction, the man had just run into the main hall when he threw himself at Zhu Houzhao's feet, weeping and wailing bitterly.