Chapter 36: Making a Garment from a Bedsheet

Shi Yuebai sat before a pile of new bedsheets salvaged from the ruins.

It had to be said: Shi Yaoyao was truly a prodigy at scavenging.

She had understood Shi Yuebai’s intentions perfectly.

Whenever she went scavenging with Yi Zhe and the other mercenaries, most of what she found was brand-new, still sealed in its original packaging.

Among those things was a large pile of new bedsheets.

Although the place Yi Zhe had taken them to scavenge last time was a collapsed night-market street.

Ye Suan landed lightly atop the churning water. With a push of his foot, the surface exploded in spray as he shot forward, charging toward the stretch that had yet to settle, and drove a punch imbued with gravity straight ahead.

Yu Haiqiang merely let out a cold laugh, patted Liu Guohui forcefully on the shoulder, then ordered his men to arrest Liu Guohui. Once they entered the city, he would be handed over to the police for them to deal with.

Xiang Lai stood quietly with her back to everyone. Listening to the uniform sound behind her, she knew they were leaving. All banquets under heaven must end; sooner or later, they would part. Since parting was inevitable, why torment herself over whether it came early or late?

Miyahiko’s eyes narrowed as well, a cold glint flickering through the slits. If Invincible East dared utter the words below, he would be met in an instant by the attacks of three Primal Realm experts, twenty-one Half-Primal experts, dozens of Postnatal experts, and countless artillery shells.

“Yixuan has a fever. The doctor is worried that it may develop into pneumonia, so he wants her to stay in the intensive-care unit for one night first, just for observation,” Ji Ting explained to Luo Yan over the phone.

July 25 was payday at the construction site, but three days had already passed, and Wang Changlin was still nowhere to be seen. There were only a few hundred yuan in the account, while the accounting office was packed with people. Many invoices could not be reimbursed for lack of funds, and the accountants were running themselves ragged. No one answered the office phone or the mobile phone.

Hearing Dongfang Yi’s words, Chen Daqian immediately covered her mouth. Her body trembled even more violently than before as she stared in horror at Zhang Dao, who was drenched in blood.

Lu Qingyu had only just managed a startled cry when he was already helplessly making intimate contact with the ground.

Clearly, Kuchiki Byakuya’s Crimson Fire Cannon was the most powerful, followed by Rangiku Matsumoto, and then the others. All ten members of this group were among the finest of their generation, and the Crimson Fire Cannons they unleashed were all remarkably potent.

“No problem. It is said that in ancient times, a gifted poet could compose a poem after taking seven steps. I, Helian, am not talented enough to compare myself with that poet, so I shall compose one in eight steps to entertain everyone!” Helian Nuo agreed readily. Furrowing his brow slightly, he slowly took his first step.

Two days later, during a pre-match interview, Eddie Howe told the reporters, “For us, every step we take in the League Cup is history. We never imagined we would make it this far, but now that we are here, we have no reason to give up.”

Ye Sheng looked at the puppet’s smile, its face covered in rust and mildew. The upward-curving mark had been engraved there from the moment it was created, becoming its expression for life.

“Um, Mr. Ye, may I come in and speak with you?” Mu Yi asked hesitantly, his tone awkward.

There was no convenient transportation for moving goods, nor any readily available means of transporting water. It was an era when urban populations were being quantified and the rural villages and townships had only just begun implementing collectivization.

Ye Sheng lowered his head expressionlessly. He picked up the flyer, folded it twice, and slid it directly across the tabletop.

After the opening whistle, the Bournemouth players quickly regrouped, because once Arsenal took the kickoff, their formation surged far forward, pressing against Bournemouth’s defensive line.

Using the Thread of Life required the signatures of three parties. The Central Bureau maintained close ties with the government, while the United Nations generally followed the wishes of the Central Bureau of Supernatural Affairs. That left only her and Ning Zhiyuan. One represented Butterfly Island; the other represented the Ning family.

Wasn’t everyone waiting to see him make a fool of himself? Forget the emperor—even the entire Su family did not expect Su Yi to pass the imperial examination.