Volume 1, Chapter 28: The Down Jacket Is Ready

Inside the base, Shen Hui was unimaginably excited upon learning that Dongfang Wan'er had found eight pigs. He immediately grabbed a knife and headed to Dongfang Wan'er's room.

"Captain, look at all these pigs! The meat looks so fresh!" Wang Ye reached out to touch them; their skin was incredibly smooth, nothing like the pigs from their own world. Qin Yu remained silent, watching quietly. The real show was yet to come; true gold would always shine, and before long, Huayu Technology would be the same.

"Dark Warrior, it is truly not easy to meet you," the Black man said with a smile. His single eye was filled with such warmth and appreciation that one could not help but feel a sense of comfort and, consequently, a liking for him.

Halfway through their drinks, a sudden "whoosh-whoosh-whoosh" sound erupted. A barrage of crossbow bolts rained in from outside, throwing the scene into chaos. Some people were struck and collapsed to the ground, wailing in agony.

Qi Yulin is a portrait photographer with a special bonus for idol photography. However, he loathes male idols, and the bonus effect does not trigger when shooting them. He is truly the stalker he once was; even after cleaning up his act, he still harbors an unusual fixation on young women.

He has always believed that when it comes to daily life at home, there is no need for grand principles; as long as things get by and people can be considerate of one another, that is enough.

Then, Rao Mingyang went outside and brought 100 potato seeds into the house from the trunk of his car.

"We surrender! We surrender! We surrender..." Hearing Wang Junhai's words, everyone shouted in a hurry.

The soul of a successful enterprise or company lies in its leader; how far the company or enterprise can go depends on how far the leader's vision reaches.

This was also due to the geographical environment, as well as the question Jiang Hongrong had once pondered: the resources and environment were excellent, yet the food supply relied heavily on imports.

After all, he was only a technician by trade, lacking both management skills and crisis awareness. What he was best at was a keyboard and a stack of code.

Before Cao Li could steer things in the direction she hoped, a "Cheng Yaojin" emerged halfway through to disrupt her plans.

The figure in the black robe ignored Chen Shengyao. He had already fed him poisonous insects; without his antidote, the man would surely die, so there was no need to bother with him at all.

"This is truly going too far! Your Majesty, I do not believe we should entertain the Hundred Battles Kingdom," a military official stepped forward to say.

"Arrange a meeting with Li Luo; I want to give her a gift." Chao Xi's words were light and spoken in an ordinary tone, yet Wei Xuan detected something different beneath them.

As far as the Silver Blood Army is concerned, don't you have even the slightest clue what all this behavior is actually about?

I could not help but recall the question my wife once asked me. She said that after she was gone, would I be able to carry the weight of the Imperial City on my shoulders?

"Didn't you already have enough?" Fingers traced over Xiao Qi's lips, and Mu Liancheng seemed to still be craving more.

Whenever Wei Mingyu thought of the fact that those two children were born to Gu Xiaoqi, her teeth would ache with hatred.

After a brief conversation, the video call ended, leaving only a pitch-black screen—cold and hollow.

"When does Ruoshi plan to start school?" Lu Niandong shifted the topic back, peeling an orange as he looked at the two of them and asked.

Lin Wanwan looked around and, sure enough, saw seabirds skimming across the surface of the sea in the distance, their beaks seemingly dipping into the water.

But she truly had not expected that when she and Shen Shisan finally met again, she would be in such a predicament.

As soon as the incense burned out, Yu Yan had the eunuchs present the poems written by the scholars. When he flipped to a certain page, Yu Yan instinctively looked toward the window, wanting to share his joy with Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao said nothing, walking toward the back of the palace. Just as he had thought, the master and servant had cleared a vegetable garden to grow crops.