Chapter 51: The Red Envelope

Suddenly, disappointment washed over her, plunging the hope she once held into an abyss. The desire to impress her idol faded instantly, leaving her heart cold.

Wang Wei responded lightly. Everyone was smart; Dong Jinsheng’s words were mere pleasantries, a way to save face and provide them an exit.

Liu Ping wore a sour expression, yet neither Dong Fuqiang nor others paid her any mind, leaving her discomfort isolated within herself.

Zhu watched Zhao Luo’s retreating figure, her heart desolate. He had come—he actually came. The feeling of betrayal surged over her like a tidal wave, filling her with a hatred vast enough to shake the heavens and shatter the earth.

Though she had since married and divorced, hearing Chen Xu mention marrying another made her heart twist painfully.

Tsk tsk, interference was indeed significant. No wonder the first official position for players didn’t appear until the Yellow Turban Rebellion. If not for my sudden realization, I might not have noticed the inconsistency.

The dining table was mostly cleared, and the family began to gather around to eat. Si Ruoran ate quietly for a while, then was stunned to see her father personally serve her a few pieces of meat.

Secondly, Gu Quan was a teacher at the Tong family academy, senior apprentice brother to Tong Laoshi. The academy was known for turning fools into talents; Gu Quan, a natural prodigy, was no exception.

Liao Pu was unremarkable, but the recent, untimely death of Liu Weian had captured everyone’s attention.

“Alright, you come along too.” The homeroom teacher rubbed his temples, almost exasperated.

“How could you forget her!” Seeing Ying, Li Ao sprang up from the ground, eyes sharp and alert, ready to act at any moment.

However, Dark Asura was no fool. If only we went after him, he wouldn’t fall for it. After all, Xi Hao and Zhang Haha were well-known in our city; though Dark Asura operated in Jia City, he must know them.

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After all, the power of nothingness is infinite, but the primordial source of nothingness can only harness a limited amount; furthermore, chaos can absorb the power of nothingness, otherwise the Origin Earth could never have defeated the primordial nothingness back then.

Yang Tian understood but did not accept it. Guessing endlessly was exhausting, wasn’t it? Does having more time mean wasting it? Is the external time relatively frozen so one can do as they please?

Turning to look, Aska’s eyes widened, sparkling as she stared at the finger she held, even reaching out to gently curl her tongue.

“Then let me ask you a few questions. Based on your answers, I’ll make my final decision, alright?” Mia’s tone softened considerably; the fierce demeanor she had just moments ago was gone, replaced by a fragile voice that naturally drew sympathy.

For some reason, upon meeting Su Chen’s gaze, Xia Yan felt inexplicably reassured.

Du Hui scratched his head. His arms were robust but nowhere near Yang Feng’s. Yet suddenly, without warning, he threw a punch—the number 98 flashed.

Jiang He did not understand. All fear in living beings stems from the unknown; without firsthand experience, fear remains fear, unaffected by mere words.

As for why Wang Yang was so tall and strong, his father had his own theory: it was the nourishing meals at the restaurant, and of course, good genes.

Though Lu Su was intelligent, he did not observe the stars at night to foresee the great calamities of the coming year. Thus, Liu Feng’s heart was at ease, smiling as he looked at Lu Su. Not afraid that Lu Su would refuse. No, not afraid that Sun Quan would refuse.

The cinema’s poster wall was plastered with posters of currently showing films. Since it was the Halloween season, most posters were dark-themed, clearly horror movies meant to send chills down one’s spine.

“What? Xu Shu went north?” Sima Hui exclaimed, his voice rising in surprise.

Originally, everything had gone smoothly. Not only had she safely arrived at Base X, but she had also joined the top-ranked Gale Squad. Within just over ten days, she had already become close with the squad leader, Feng Lie.

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This guy should join the Olympic weightlifting team, Old Hu muttered to himself. His eyes casually swept over the footprints Lin Mo left when carrying the airdrop box. Clearly, the box was heavy, yet Lin Mo lifted it effortlessly, as if it weighed nothing, like lifting a cotton bundle.

“Zhou Dynasty!?” Tony was stunned, stepping out from beside the wall, his face full of astonishment.

But just as Xuan Xing was about to activate the restriction, the drunken beast in his arms stirred. It transformed into a white shadow, flying from his embrace toward Qian Yuan nearby.

Li Tianshu glared at Lu Hao: “Steady now…” Lu Hao smiled sheepishly, then shot a fierce glare at the man who had spoken earlier.

Even with both engines stopped mid-air, without the pulse detonation auxiliary engine’s power, the Thule engine alone could easily and stably maintain the “Fiend” variable-wing fighter’s altitude.

Amid the booming smoke, Zhao Yi tossed an orange brick in his hand, watching the flying shark with deadpan eyes, shrugging in silent disbelief.

Du Kang felt conflicted. According to Zhou Su, Liu Qing’s presence here was problematic, but seeing that kindly fox and the hope shining in his eyes, Du Kang could not bring himself to argue, as if words failed him.

They did not know how many cannon fodder troops had been lost before the main forces would launch an attack.

“Flustered, what happened?” The head of the family frowned, his face showing impatience.