Chapter 41: Those Two Fools on the Roof!

“How is it? Any news from over there?”
Zhen Ye asked as he stepped into the command vehicle. It had been nearly two days already—such inefficiency was hard to accept.
“We just received a clear reply: tomorrow the military will temporarily take over the town under the pretext of rooting out terrorists, and all police officers are to provide support.”
Rong Aiyu set down her headset and nodded, then, after telling Zhen Ye, she took the latest intelligence and sought out Tong Wanxin.
“Call everyone over—we’re holding a meeting!”
Five minutes later, Tong Wanxin glanced at his subordinates and outlined the military’s plan for the next day.
“Is it really the same? No wonder everyone says you’re a fool!” Gao Weizhen laughed until she was out of breath.
“But you never lived to see the day when the Huang family set you free.” At this point, I could not help but sigh with emotion.
It was as if, in the darkness, a waterfall suddenly appeared, and people could hear the rushing sound of water in their ears.
Before my eyes, a flowing robe fluttered; a moon-white long robe came into view, and a faint, warm scent, neither sandalwood nor herbal, wafted into my nose. It was so unique that it brought a sense of peace and serenity.

Qin Tianhuo could even recall how, back then, his father—the esteemed chief of the Netherworld clan—had captured a god-king from the Ximen Divine City, yet did not kill him, choosing instead to let him go.
As the drums of the Four Gods Seal resounded, each of the black-armored generals erupted with a mighty aura, as if ancient slumbering demons had all opened their eyes at once.
“Are you so sure that the so-called apocalypse is coming soon?” Young Master Zheng’s tone was tinged with a strange helplessness.
“Lian, what do you think?” Kangxi felt uneasy; how could Lang Shining possibly understand the ingrained maladies of China accumulated over centuries?
It was just like being accustomed to silence; when a sudden noise broke the stillness, Long Fei was startled and, more importantly, saw a glimmer of hope to escape the tangled branches.
In the stunned gaze of his teammates, Battery slowly walked over, removed the JS rapid-fire light machine gun module from Jia Jun’s severed arm, and installed it in his own heavy weapon slot.
This person was also the one Bai Yushan had mentioned—the one who had taken a secret interest in him, and the very one who had caused his master’s death from the shadows.
Answering questions during a livestream like this, eating while talking, didn’t affect the flow at all.
The pure spiritual energy was compressed by a powerful vortex; by the time it entered Jiang Chuan’s body, it had become a stream of liquid spiritual power, eagerly absorbed by the nascent soul within.
“Who told you to talk to your grandfather like that? Apologize to him!” Yao Chengyin’s face was dark and troubled; he had slapped a bit too hard, and seeing the blood at Yao Jiakang’s lips, he couldn’t help but regret it.

Yet for some reason, Lu Mingyu couldn’t shake the feeling that Zhao Mengyao no longer belonged to the same world as them.
For Xie Li, in every world, he was a distinct individual, with his own emotions.
Han Xue’s voice grew more agitated; I could sense she had struggled long and hard before deciding to tell me.
“…You really can’t do anything?” Karlle was still unwilling to give up, moving closer to the stubbornly unyielding one and asking again.
Zhao Mengyao stared blankly as Shuangmu Chenglin’s profile went dark; confusion washed over her, and suddenly she felt a pang of guilt—everyone else was studying, yet she was still here slacking off and playing games?
Hearing this, Shihui shook her head immediately; in today’s dimension, gods no longer existed at all, and even if they did, under the current circumstances, they could hardly be called powerful—just like the blood god Bacchus from before.
Jiang Fan was intimately familiar with Chenzhou City. It was built on the plains, with four city gates in total; entering Chenzhou was no trouble at all for Jiang Fan.
“Thank you.” Grasping Wu Ziming’s hand, Yu Fan let out a deep sigh. Wu Ziming, visibly moved, hastened to say, “It’s what we should do.” Knowing that Yu Fan’s greatest concern was Lin Ning inside, after saying this, Wu Ziming quickly arranged for the experts to enter the operating room.