Chapter 34: A Perfect Conclusion

On April 6th, the Linyi warship returned once more to Hodeidah Port to evacuate the last remaining citizens of Huaxia, while the Weishanhu vessel set course for Socotra Island to receive compatriots stranded there. With these actions, the entire evacuation operation was formally and successfully concluded.

From March 29th up to today, Huaxia managed to safely withdraw a total of 621 of its citizens from Yemen, including the embassy’s remaining staff, and additionally assisted 276 foreign nationals from 15 different countries in their successful evacuation.

The efficiency and decisiveness shown captured the world’s attention, especially from the countries that had been aided, who expressed their gratitude to Huaxia for extending a helping hand.

They looked at Chen Li with a sense of inferiority; there was nothing they could do about it—they dared not voice their feelings, fully aware of the gulf that separated them from Chen Li.

He slipped into his private space, where it was much warmer than outside. Wearing a thick coat was unnecessary here, so he decided to take a shower and change into pajamas.

When it was time to set off fireworks, Gu Shaoyan pulled Zhang Xiaoxiao into the room and gently tucked two cotton balls into her ears.

Qin Feng drew in a sharp breath. The trident seam on a man’s body was a vital spot—if injured there, it could mean serious trouble.

Since there was a knock at the door, it proved it wasn’t Jiang Ling and the other two; after all, they always entered without formality.

The sudden surge of terror robbed him of his ability to think calmly.

“This is far too expensive!” Zhang Xiaoxiao couldn’t help exclaiming. Now she understood the value of the PinXixi system, though it was a pity she couldn’t use it openly.

Over the past three months, Chen Li had perfected the CSGO competition system. Next, the Linglong Skies First Team would operate it, updating the in-game weaponry and mechanics in response to the performance of professional players in the arena.

When the police arrived, they also called for an ambulance. As a result, Tiger’s grandmother and a village representative, accompanied by officers, would go to the hospital with Tiger for checkups.

“What is the story behind this pigeon?” If memory served correctly, this was the second time he’d seen it since morning.

Zhu Youning couldn’t help but feel a little worried; it seemed she would only be reassured if she went to see for herself the next day.

“You… you…” Leng Qiumin’s face turned deathly pale. He knew that if he failed to persuade Chen Shihan now, his sister would be doomed. And if his sister died… heavens, who could foresee what terrible fate might befall the entire empire?

That night, the Yase was towed to a restricted zone on Yuanhua Island. Wu Huateng ordered the area to be heavily guarded, with a team of flying saucers stationed nearby, and strictly forbade any other vessels from approaching the island.

The husky’s concussion still hadn’t healed properly; its legs tangled beneath it as it walked, startling Wang Jie into fresh concern. He had feared, for a time, that the husky might be crippled for life.

In the Pope’s eyes, Collin was nothing more than a peak Sanctuary-level existence. Although the current Holy See lacked anyone at the peak of Sanctuary, there were still several at the Sanctuary rank, including the Pope himself, who was a high-level Sanctuary. Did Collin really think that a single intervention from a mere Sanctuary peak was enough to exchange for the Holy See’s forbidden secret—the Great Prophecy?

Terrifying heat radiated through the air in all directions, causing Su Qiu and the others to shield their faces. Even they struggled to withstand the scorching wave; it was unimaginable what devastation must be occurring at the heart of the fiery cloud.

Even if it wasn’t for her own sake, Qiu’s parents and the Molinshan family had nothing better to do—so they might as well find something useful to occupy their time.

Wang Jie was asleep when he suddenly heard water running in the bathroom. He got up in a hurry and immediately saw the paper box by the door. Turning his head, he realized Qianqian had once again slipped out.

Now it was early May, and in Tanzhou, the weather was already warm; even on such a breezy night, the temperature hovered around fifteen degrees Celsius.

She hadn’t gained any advantage, nor had she managed to expose Mu Nian’an’s scandals, even with Ye Lingbi backing her. Mu Nianyuan was no fool; she understood well the wisdom of enduring when at a disadvantage. Tossing out a harsh remark, she strode off in her high heels, as if she could pierce the floor with every step.