Volume One, Chapter 30: Why Don’t I Just Go Die Right Now?

Shen Qingran had seen many such patients back at Harmony Hospital in Beijing. In most hospitals, surgery is the primary treatment because it is effective and fast-acting. However, given the current circumstances, the conditions for surgery are not ideal, and the best approach is to use medicinal prescriptions. She remembered that a senior expert at Harmony had once developed a formula that worked exceptionally well, which, with slight modifications to suit the elderly patient’s condition, could be used. Thinking of this, Shen Qingran crouched down and offered a gentle smile. "I can try to find a way, please stop crying." As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the little boy’s tears. Behind her, Huo Tingxiao watched this scene...

The pursuit lasted until the sun dipped below the horizon and the sky grew dim. Unable to hold on any longer, Liuhuo stopped worrying about potential ambushes and carried the unconscious Yun Zheyue into a mountain cave.

It is unclear how much time had passed, but the sky had turned pitch black. Judging by the time, they had likely cleared Jiangzhou City. Just as A-Jiu and Pingfang Zili were feeling deeply anxious, the carriage finally stopped in front of a dense forest.

"Beihao, I leave him to you." Yue Wuzao had arrived at this decision after days of contemplation. Giving up his claim on Mo Beihao was perhaps the only good deed he, as a terrible master, had ever done for him.

A-Jiu seethed with secret resentment. Days of non-stop riding had left her overwhelmed; her body was sore, her bones felt as if they were falling apart, and her hips were aching. If not for her survival instinct keeping a sliver of clarity, she would have collapsed long ago.

Hearing the dark guard’s words, Yang Jin glanced at him; that single look made the guard feel as though he had walked through the gates of hell.

"Whoever dares to harm a member of the Chen family, kill them!" Before Xu Hai could intervene, the tragedy had already unfolded.

On the eve of the system update, the real world was filled with the scent of impending war! Each country intended to send its elite forces into this game? But what was their true purpose?

Beiming Hanxuan felt like crying. Why should he receive the same treatment as Xuanyuan Che? It was unfair; he, at least, had been sincere toward Ran’er, whereas Xuanyuan Che was clearly hypocritical.

From then on, the Limei Company was blessed by misfortune. With Geng Hua as their powerful patron, nearly every project—whether they could handle it or not—ended up with Limei, and the company grew rapidly within two years.

After that tornado was unleashed, two azure birds emerged, suddenly transforming into a massive, peerless blue bird that reached out its talons and snatched up Duan Changlong and Chang Heng.

Mu Lichen cast a glance at him and walked straight toward Old Master Luo. Seeing Luo Yichen nearby, Yin Guizhen felt a complex mix of emotions. She caught sight of Shang Qi’s bulging belly and was consumed by jealousy. Yet, now that she was carrying Mu Lichen’s child, what could she do? Winning back Luo Yichen had become nearly impossible.

Tang Feng took out his acupuncture kit and skillfully sterilized the long needles. At this moment, his heart was calm and undisturbed, for he was facing a patient—even if she was beautiful and scantily clad.

"Dr. Qin, it’s good that you’re awake." As he finished speaking, someone behind him brought in water and food.

"Let’s put it this way: even the most ordinary weapon, once embedded with a 'Spirit of Arms,' becomes sharp enough to cut through iron like mud. From this, you can see how powerful a Spirit of Arms is, right?" Aoxue explained.

He Huajin dodged the hidden sniper, wove through several trees, and quickly took cover behind a massive ancient tree. Just as he was about to move again, he spotted a stream not far away.

The short sword in her hand had a peculiar shape; it appeared to be only a foot and a half long, but the blade was quite broad, making it effective not only for stabbing and slicing but also for hacking. Her whip and spear techniques were infused with moves from the Yin-Yang Fist.

"Halt!" Tie Hu charged first, letting out a roar. His battle axe and war hammer swung simultaneously, whipping up a massive storm.

With the main plot established, one could now consider what needed to be thought out and confirmed in advance.

China began using paper money in the 11th century, while Europe did not do so until after the 17th century. It was not until 1661 that Sweden issued paper money, becoming the first country in Europe to do so. Over a thousand years ago, Chinese currency was stronger and more sought after than the US dollar or the Euro today; Chinese coins were worth far more than their face value.

However, looking at these hot-blooded team members, eager and ready to go and kill insects, Xuan Zhanshang felt troubled.

"Stop, stop, stop! Whose wives are you exactly?" Chen Che leaped over the furniture, rushing between the two women who were slapping each other silly, and intervened to stop these two lunatics.

Can a battle be fought well in such a rush? Can one fight well naked, with one's rear exposed? Are they trying to scare the bugs to death?

"Lion King, keep guard at the door." Yang Tiesheng tugged at the underside of the bed. The Lion King crawled out reluctantly and caught a glimpse of Helen. Seeing her exposed upper body, the Lion King’s eyes immediately lit up.

They had assumed this mission wouldn't be difficult; after all, building a combat vehicle was not a major problem for researchers from their military district.

Gu Ruomei stopped asking questions because if he wanted her to know, he would tell her without her asking. If he didn't want her to know, asking would be useless. Moreover, the plot had taken a new turn, leaving her with no time to be distracted.

That afternoon, Yanmen Pass sent forty large carts to the battlefield, delivering supplies, grain, and wine to Liu Tianhao and his men. Gao Shun and Mi Zhu in the pass understood that Liu Tianhao did not intend to return to Yanmen Pass immediately; those forty carts were then used to transport nearly twenty thousand severed heads back to Luoyang.

Outside the window, snowflakes drifted lightly, and the winter wind danced. The frost-covered branches were quiet and beautiful, and the jade-like twigs remained as peaceful as ever; beyond that, there was not a hint of movement.

Xu Laoliu was dead. He had desperately wanted to kill a devil, but unfortunately, until the very end, he had only been fighting puppets; he hadn't seen a single devil.

Chen Tianfeng was puzzled. If this young man had a connection to the Senior Sword God, then he would have to save him.

The raging water wanted to flow a thousand miles, but it was unexpectedly broken at the pass. The churning water was firmly blocked by the rock formation, just like a sword that, having not yet left its scabbard or tasted blood, was ruthlessly snapped in two.

The non-compete agreement I signed only stipulated that if I left Yu’s E-commerce, I could not engage in industries related to e-commerce live streaming. However, the field of new media is vast, and with Sheng Jue’s connections, introducing me to a decent job is really not difficult.

"Lies, you only know how to lie to me. How many more times are you going to lie to me!" Tears from the corners of Zhang Hao’s eyes slid down his cheeks, landing drop by drop on the cold ground.