Chapter 136: A Merit Delivered to One's Doorstep

The ten-fold return on merit points from the wager was certainly a good thing.

As the Warrior Grade No. 8 Demon Hunt Squad went to borrow merit points, the Warrior Grade No. 21 Demon Hunt Squad also began setting up their own betting pool at the Knight Temple’s trial grounds.

Bai Nianxuan and Lin Xin stood guard there together, managing the bets; they were determined to maximize their profits. Bai Nianxuan set the odds at one to forty, while the other side offered one to fifty. Naturally, she could not allow others to win too much at her expense.

At the same time, they livestreamed their newly renovated factory to netizens, striving to prove that the videos released by the "King of Exposés" were fake and entirely devoid of truth.

"Number Three just got headshot by the opponent; their sniper is quite formidable." Number One muttered with a click of his tongue as he watched Number Two collapse to the ground, while Number Four fired blindly into the smoke.

However, they were still penalized by the relevant authorities, fined tens of thousands, and some senior executives were taken away.

Shadow was trembling with rage! Did everything really stem from a misunderstanding? Basta certainly believed it. Under his soul-searching interrogation, even a demon lacked the power to lie, not to mention that it was perfectly normal for a subordinate to be unaware of their superior’s affairs. And since this demon was of a high rank, his superior would certainly be no ordinary individual.

The thin threads in the air vanished suddenly and without warning. This scene was clearly witnessed by the three remaining Cloud Ninjas. The two Chunin were merely puzzled, finding the enemy's methods bizarre, but Yokogi Samita recalled a piece of intelligence he had once heard.

Furthermore, the only ability Darr had exchanged from the Hidden Cult was a partial transformation of a Serpent Demon. This instinctive, organ-like ability proved effective; it originated from Isrig, the Serpent Demon who served under Negary.

Could this be the so-called erratic thinking of a mental patient? Perhaps this unpredictability would become the key to breaking the deadlock at certain moments.

"Alright then, off to sleep we go," Mom and Dad said with a smile. "Oh, by the way, keep this life jacket safe; it’s a family heirloom..." With that, they transformed into two spheres of light once more and flew toward the sky, though these spheres were far dimmer than when they had first arrived.

That was what he thought, but in reality, as soon as Yang Qiqi touched the bed, she clutched his collar and refused to let go.

"That's true, the members of the Jun Tian Sect are human, not gods." Although Liyue said this, in her heart, those ancestors of the Jun Tian Sect were nothing short of gods.

Yet, he still managed to voice the question, trembling and uncertain. What Jing Zhi never expected was that after asking such a thing, his CEO would give him an answer that left him feeling deeply conflicted.

"In this world, the strong are everything. The weak are destined to be nothing more than ants in the hands of the strong; a mere squeeze is all it takes to crush you."

The five hundred conscript laborers had all arrived by the end of June and moved into the new barracks. Because the prefecture was busy capturing Xiongnu spies, followed immediately by a census, the laborers were restricted to the barracks and forbidden from wandering, their half-month of labor being entirely exempted.

Fortunately, meat in ancient times was purely natural; otherwise, one might worry about hormones in the pig liver. Here, one could eat with bold peace of mind.

For ordinary people in the current era, a shotgun wedding is not considered shameful; social perspectives have become quite open.

Ye Qingyun stepped onto the back of the Flame Roc, his eyes gleaming. He looked within himself to see that golden mark of the demon shining brightly inside him.

"Barbarian, what did you say? Are you looking for a fight?" Chen Qingzi’s expression turned cold at these words, his gaze piercing toward Man Tian like a sword.

Qiu Qi held the ticket, turning it over to inspect both sides. It was for a performance at the Grand Theater featuring Teacher Yuan and several other masters. There were many opera enthusiasts in the capital, and tickets like this were surely hard to come by; she was truly lucky.

Although the cowardly behavior of various world governments was unsightly, in the face of absolute force, acting this way was, in fact, the most correct course of action.