Chapter 175: The Floral Exhibition and Competition

"My brothers are going to become great generals in the future," Wen Yueqing said with a very proud expression.
"Oh, is that so? Then I need to get on their good sides even more," Zun Yi replied with a smile.
"Your brothers are indeed outstanding, but none of them are as boastful as you. Can't we keep a slightly lower profile?" Zun You said as he reached out and gently flicked her forehead.
Wen Yueqing dodged backward, looked at him, and smiled, saying, "If they really become great generals..."
"However, I am not as generous as they are. Not only do we eat them at home, but when we go out to play in the afternoon, everyone has to stuff their pockets with them. Hanhan said those kids are all their buddies, and good things should be shared with good friends. Therefore, our family has been drying sweet potato strips for many days now, and there are hardly any left for ourselves."
"We faced the same assault on our side as well. Although the attacking power of these bugs is quite decent, they are simply too fragile. They pose no threat at all and have been completely annihilated by us. How is the situation on your end?" Abel asked.
"Go to hell!" Surrounded by that violent surge of energy, Ling Zhan's eyes were bloodshot, and he smiled hideously. Waving the Blade of Destruction in his hand, a terrifyingly intense sword beam imbued with an aura of total annihilation instantly swept Cleveland into it. Continuing onward with undiminished momentum, it crashed into the various magical barriers surrounding the Life-and-Death Stage.
"Then this concubine shall take her leave first; there are still many matters to prepare," she said with lowered eyes and submissive posture, no longer able to conceal her turbulent emotions as her lips trembled slightly.
Following the direction she pointed, Jiang Zhi and I saw several large burlap sacks piled on the floor of the storehouse, though we had no idea what was inside them.
When I was still a normal person, I couldn't comprehend the hardships of people with disabilities in the slightest. But once I too had a physical impairment, I truly understood how immensely difficult the lives of such people are.
While eating, Tian Lu asked about his younger brother's situation over the past few years, and the honest Tian Yong recounted everything in detail.
As for Zun Ya's later playing career, many of his moves were indeed modeled after Okocha. His proud step-over and flick was originally Okocha's signature technique.
Tian Lu had made it very clear just now that all this money was being spent on the laboratory. Daring to make such a massive one-time investment meant Tian Lu must have an even grander plan in mind, and these plans would surely bring greater returns to the laboratory in the future. Given that, what kind of outcome would be produced down the road?
Inside transparent culture dishes made of clear crystal, various Xenomorph corpses floated, while peculiar-looking researchers of the Lunkun race, clad in blue garments, bustled about conducting various experiments.
Qin Xin was clearly sleeping on his left side, so what on earth was the source of that wonderfully smooth and soft tactile sensation on his right side?
His gaze remained calm and rippless as he looked down, then gently shook his head. "Let's observe a little longer; I still feel something is amiss!" He did not tell Luo Zhan that he had once read about the Rebellious Dragon in ancient imperial texts—it remained untamed and defiant throughout its life, fearing neither heaven nor earth, yet it feared one specific thing.
Although he could provide the funding, he simply did not have the time to construct such a massive engineering project for them.
"Thank you, Boss!" Hearing that the pursuers had been lured away—which meant they were basically out of danger—the soldiers immediately showed the joyful expressions of those who had escaped a catastrophe. Naturally, since they could leave this place alive, who would want to die? Preserving one's own life outweighed everything else.
He had originally thought that person was merely a petty thief with some capability, but now it seemed the matter was far from simple.
"Could there be some expert out there I don't know about?" Old Man Huang's battle intent, which had just subsided, stirred restlessly once more, his eyes gleaming brightly.
"I'd like to see who is willing to play the fool," Yang Weichang looked around in a circle, his tone filled with defiance.