Volume 1, Chapter 54: The Mechanical Core

The Lord of Steel looked at Xiao Fanchen in sheer terror, emitting a miserable howl.
Instantly, the surrounding mutants swarmed forward, attempting to surround and slaughter him.
However, Xiao Fanchen's gaze remained indifferent as he slowly raised a finger.
"Kneel!"
The moment the words fell, the surrounding mutants simultaneously dropped to their knees with a thud, their heads pressed hard against the ground.
Even the Lord of Steel was forced to bow, struggling to raise his ferocious head.
It felt as if, at this very moment, the grieving Mongolians realized after the battle that their mounted archery was utterly vulnerable before the Li Family Army.

However, later on, due to the exorbitant investments and painfully slow returns—even though a purely public environmental protection project was transformed into a profitable venture—it still proved impossible to proceed because the capital required was simply too massive.
Qin Xuan once again reached out to rescue Chen Qianqian, only this time he didn't hold back, grabbing her directly by the buttocks.
It is rather poignant: the skills left to me by my grandfather, the more respectable they were, the greater their utility, and yet the less money they made.
"Today I went outside the town and had a meal with your dad, and the taste was simply wonderful. To this day I still don't know what that chef is called, I only heard everyone calling him Big Brother. Do you know who this is?" the man asked suddenly at that moment.
Shu An wore an expression of sudden realization and continued to speak, as if he had no intention of letting this monarch off the hook.
Qin Xuan was turning his head to see if there were any pretty flight attendants around when a prompt sounded from over there.
Later on, however, thinking about the unique status of this Lord Marquis, Yang Dazhuang realized that he was far from simple; coupled with the current imperial favor he enjoyed, one could well imagine his future heights, which only served to firm up Yang Dazhuang's inner resolve.
As for the others, they wouldn't dare provoke Princess Lizhi, considering Emperor Taizong's deep indulgence and affection for her.
Watching the swaying body of the car ahead, Ye Qing pressed her lips together and dialed the traffic police hotline.
"This won't do. Simply waiting for reinforcements is no solution. The young master stays an extra day in the capital of Tianyu, and he faces an extra layer of danger! We must find a way to rescue the young master, even if it costs us our lives!" A'ji paced back and forth as he spoke.
Everyone knows how agonizing it is to quietly wait for a sound to ring out. Fortunately, once one falls asleep, even if startled awake, at least there is no agonizing period of waiting.
Cheng Yuan only knew that Jingyun's parents were both dead. Whenever he asked her about the specific details, Jingyun's face would always turn pale and her whole body would tremble so violently that she couldn't utter a single word.

When the Secret Law Department was selecting talent, you seized the opportunity to infiltrate. It just so happened that His Majesty was in dire need of martial arts experts to serve as the backbone of the Secret Law Department. Fortunately, you successfully planted yourselves by His Majesty's side.
"Fine, I won't bring it up again. Besides, His Majesty isn't here anyway. Since you want to draw a clear line with the Huo family and yet sought me out, aren't you afraid we'll never be able to untangle ourselves?" She chuckled softly, yet felt grateful to have such a friend.
Vajra Mighty King grew impatient and barked, "If you refuse to cooperate obediently, don't blame this King for being impolite!" With that, he raised his right hand, extended two fingers, and made a gesture to press Lin Yin's acupoints.
"How did His Majesty suddenly think of her?" Liu Bingyi rarely mentioned Xu Pingjun in front of her, let alone say he missed her, yet this time he had made an exception.
Lin Yin sat up straight, waiting for Gongxi Wanwan to enter, while Old Farmer Qi continued eating and drinking on his own. Suddenly, the door was shoved open heavily, and in walked Gongxi Wanwan and Guo Fan.
Feng Changqing urgently summoned his subordinates once more, asking if anyone had a strategy to repel the enemy. No one could offer a plan. Rushed and enraged, Feng Changqing turned and strode back to his room. Lin Yin and Qin Chong followed right behind him.
Counterattack—he had to counterattack. Sitting passively and waiting for death was not his style. After enduring for so many years, that old immortal Lin Lingsu was finally dead, and now it should be his turn to rise to power.
If this continued, the gap between him and Xu Wuyou would likely grow wider and wider. The mere thought of it filled him with a sense of utter despair.