Chapter 55: Luxury Sightseeing Train (6)

"Fine, fine, you'd rather watch it hatch, wouldn't you?" Lei Qingya was furious, but she also understood that Shen Zhaoming had his reservations. Since their side lacked a foolproof method to control the arcane spirit, she could only vent her frustration through empty words.

Just as she was about to put it back into the box, Shali suddenly said, "Hurry, someone is coming."

Footsteps were approaching from afar, without any cart, heading straight for the cold storage. Shali had recognized the sound.

"Just drop it on the floor and find a place to hide," Shen Zhaoming said.

The box hit the floor with a clatter.

After the children finished picking strawberries, the production crew took the little ones to Brother Li's house for lunch.

The siblings grew more and more confused the more they listened. How could they possibly be in the mood to accompany the emperor for a drink at a time like this, and moreover, could his current physical condition even endure it?

Gu Qingyuan only saw a void before his eyes, pitch black. Just as he wondered if he was about to be refined to death, a tiny speck of light appeared.

By now, most of the guests had arrived. The celebrities, dignitaries, wealthy merchants, and politicians of Haicheng all showed up to give face to Elder Shen.

"Brother Gu, use whatever techniques you have left, otherwise both of our lives will end right here today!" Sande shouted anxiously, his dog tag still dangling from his head, no longer holding anything back.

Wang Wu staggered off into the distance. Reaching a tree, he muttered curses under his breath: "Damn it, criticizing me? Let's see you try not to pee if you've got the guts." With that, he began untying his belt.

Su Cheng had completely stolen the spotlight on this show. If she were to choose her husband again, or choose Chu Yanting, who among the rest of them would be able to suppress the dazzling radiance of Su Cheng?

After sending this message to Shen Qingyan, Pei Zhiyan kept his eyes glued to his phone, hoping to receive a reply; but he stared for a long time without getting any response.

The sudden physical contact made Wen Yan's body tremble slightly. She lowered her head, trying to avoid Shen Que's kiss.

His breath was faint, a sign that his remaining lifespan was likely exhausted, and his complexion was somewhat pale, suggesting a severe loss of vital essence.

Although North Peak is not particularly towering, its mountain terrain is extremely precipitous. Zhao Hui and the others saw only a single slender mountain path leading to the southwest—the very site where the historical event of "taking Mount Hua by strategy" took place.

I stared with vacant eyes at the gradually blurring path ahead, flashes of memories with Jin Yexuan sweeping through my mind.

I quietly looked at him, catching the faint scent of alcohol, and then hurriedly ran back to the kitchen to brew a cup of honey water for him.

Zhao Hui was so surprised, yet she loved this boy so much. Her heart was filled with fantasies about the future. Embracing him felt like embracing boundless passion and courage, and she thought to herself that she must study hard and get into university.

"Boss, stop playing games with me. I have a spider plant right at home, and it looks nothing like this of yours." The boss was on the verge of saying: Who talks like you? You're clearly bullying me for not knowing what a spider plant looks like.

Zhou Qiheng broke out in a cold sweat, gazing intently in that direction. Unconsciously, his clenched fists had seeped blood through the knuckles.

For this monumental event of creation, I sought out Xuanming first, because he was my friend. When I hurried to his Northern Divine Palace, the earth beneath my feet had turned into a vast ocean. He governed the northern waters and served as the world's rain god; whenever drought struck other regions, he would be invited to bring down a rainstorm.

Another major difference is that pure energy organisms have a lifespan, whereas pan-dimensional entities can live as long as they truly choose to.

Displaying a friendly smile through exceptional acting skills and exchanging a few polite pleasantries, they concluded their tasks for the day.

The common folk of Haidu began to talk about the philosophy of business, and the Dadaming Commercial Daily was officially established. This newspaper, vastly different from academic gazettes, began to sell like hotcakes. It was clear that the populace was experiencing aesthetic fatigue regarding academic discourse, while business and industrial gazettes that tied closely into everyday life gained widespread popularity and became the mainstream.

Chu Xinran nodded, watching Jin Yuancheng use silver tongs to place three sugar cubes into her cup, and after politely saying thank you, she gently began to stir.