Chapter 33: He Wanted to Be Her Dog for a Lifetime

The more Baru tried to speak, the more nervous he became. "It's just that, you, in the mental landscape, marked... Mmph!"

Nyx clamped a hand over his mouth and said to Yu Xia, "It's nothing. He just wanted to ask if you could provide him with another psychic guidance once your mental strength has recovered."

As he spoke, Nyx elbowed Baru and glared at him. Huo Lin’s gaze over there was already lethal enough to kill; the brat still dared to try and insert himself into the situation.

Baru thought to himself, Oger...

The general leading the vanguard had a ferocious appearance, resembling a tiger or leopard, with a sharp and menacing gaze. Though not yet fifty, his standing in the Wu region was akin to that of the "Black-Faced Rakshasa" Zhou Dewei in Hedong—perhaps even more formidable.

Bian Sinian had been talking for a long time, but Liu Shuanzhu remained silent, a growing sense of bitterness stirring in Bian Sinian's heart.

"I really don't know how to write the word 'death.' Would you like me to teach you, Your Holiness?" Qin Fen took a drag of his cigarette and said with a smile.

Upon hearing Liu Shancao’s words, Madam Liu was dumbfounded. Cui Shun was, after all, Liu Shancao’s uncle-in-law; this was a violation of moral norms.

However, there was one thing: he was simple-minded. Liu Shanliang took after him in this regard—stubborn and single-tracked in everything he did, acting on impulse without ever overthinking things.

"Since we have reached the Laoye Temple waters, let us bury Er Ming’s coffin here!" Grandpa suddenly spoke up once the steamboat had entered the area.

All the shipyards had been sabotaged, leaving not a single vessel capable of sailing out to engage the enemy.

Even with the strength of an eighth-tier Sword Emperor, the impact of his severed hand was something he simply could not control.

They were being far too naive. These twin-sword tigers had been arranged by Wang Erhei from the start; there was no way they would let these people, who had ventured deep into the heart of the territory, escape.

[War God Skill - Sacred Heart], D+ rank skill: The user burns all mental energy to summon a projection of the War God. The higher the mental energy intensity, the closer the projection’s strength is to the original entity (ranging from D+ to B rank). It can be used once per mission, with no limits outside of missions.

Old Bai had just returned as well. Today, she had dragged everyone in the dorm who wasn't out on an internship to the shop to help.

Telling her that if someone asked for something, she had to give it, and do so happily? She feared such an explanation would negatively influence the child’s outlook on life and values.

Once the performance on stage began, the lights in the auditorium dimmed.

Firing at a target 150 meters away with a Minié rifle—there was no marksman capable of that yet. Hitting a target at 150 meters using only the naked eye was exceptionally difficult, so this test could not be calculated for the time being, nor was it necessary.

Back home, Zhou Jiao clutched her pounding heart and let out a long breath—that was truly terrifying! She secretly congratulated herself for not using two packs of sleeping powder, or the whole village would have been in an uproar.

Some things were difficult to put into words, but she didn't want Lin Feng to have any misunderstandings, so she had no choice but to speak up.

Zhang Hao’s words temporarily reassured Wang Pingzhi, but a few years later, when personnel adjustments were made, Zhang Hao’s life plan diverged completely from Wang Pingzhi’s.

After fooling around for a while, Zijian brought Wu Xiang along to teach her how to make soap. Zijian only told her which materials to use and the process to produce it; as for the underlying principles, he skipped them. It involved chemistry, and expecting her to understand that would be a joke.

However, the Heavenly Demon Field was, after all, a path of "Qi." Although the power of the Main God allowed reincarnators to utilize different powers across worlds with varying worldviews, they were, in the end, reincarnated souls rather than avatars. It could be said that apart from their soul and consciousness, everything else had to be cultivated anew.

If they had just executed them early—killing the great pirates the moment they were caught without giving them a single chance—the World Government wouldn't have had so many troubles.

Amanda thought silently to herself, following Imanka into the largest entertainment hall on the bottom deck of the Radiant Star.