Chapter 48: An Extraordinary Appetite

Upon hearing this, Yu Xia swiftly swiped her fingers across the images. "This, this, and this."

Almost every food item looked appetizing, at least far more normal than the bloody fare they had given her in the treatment room.

She had previously suspected that their entire world ate raw food, but upon second thought, how could such a highly developed civilization consume flesh and blood like wild beasts?

"Let's just go with these." Knowing that her appetite wasn't large, Yu Xia...

Is this so high-end? When they went to the mystic realm, they actually traveled through a teleportation array! Mo Jiangbai's jaw dropped.

As expected, just as it once was on Mount Huiji, the Yue army surrounded Fuchai of the State of Wu.

No matter the martial technique, it required the practitioner to reach a sufficient level of proficiency to unleash its maximum power.

Standing beside Hao Wan, Natasha stared blankly at Hulk's transformation, even though she had seen footage of the Green Giant fighting in the data files.

With a shared sense of guardianship, everyone jointly guarded this secret that they all tacitly understood.

Relaxing a bit made her feel drowsy again. Since she wasn't hungry anyway, Xiao Tao even considered just lying down and taking a nap.

Stepping off the carriage, the whole family gathered in front of a residential house, smiling brightly as they looked towards it.

Song Yu gave him a strange look. He was his own biological imperial nephew after all; even lacking in scholarship and foundation, he shouldn't have become utterly worthless.

Thinking back to Dong Fabai's phone call that day, the indifference in those people's words made it clear that he was indeed left entirely alone in the world.

Xiao Yu watched as Gu Jue finished his medicine without touching the preserved fruits. His gaze flickered. The imperial physician had mentioned that Gu Jue disliked taking medicine, and knowing that Gu Jue privately loved sweets, Xiao Yu had specifically ordered the preserved fruits as an afterthought—yet Gu Jue wouldn't even touch them.

Dan Qing relied heavily on her parents. Whether it was her own job or the future job of her boyfriend, she wanted to resolve everything through her parents' connections. It was precisely because of this that the conversation between Dan Qing and Li Shanda took place.

An inexplicable panic originating from the spiritual realm caused the already disoriented giant swordfish to instinctively flee toward the open sea.

"Weren't you having plenty of fun too?" Teresa rolled over, exposing her white belly directly to the ceiling.

Scrambling up in a fluster, she sat dazed for a full second before remembering where she was. It wasn't that she had forgotten, but rather that she had clearly fallen asleep on the sofa yesterday, where her view was of the bed and the washroom, yet now she was lying right on this bed.

This situation bore some similarity, it had to be said, to the inexplicably bizarre scene presented by Gu Jue just moments before.

Jia Rong shook his head. Aside from cement, he truly couldn't think of anything else. He had initially thought about making glass; that stuff wasn't difficult to make at all, even simpler than pottery. The only problem was the lack of raw materials, such as soda ash.

From the very first time he saw Gu Jue, Gu Jue had felt nothing toward Xiao Yu except wariness and coldness, accompanied by a heavy dose of suspicion and not an ounce of trust. Before meeting Gu Jue, judging by his attitude toward Xiao Yu, he had assumed the two of them shared some sort of affection. But now, he genuinely felt that the relationship between these two was somewhat twisted.

Xiao Yu's mind was in turmoil, and his hands began to exert uncontrolled force. Gu Jue felt a sharp pain from being squeezed, yet he didn't utter a single sound.

"His posture is truly exquisite. It's hard to imagine this is a rookie player; his future is bound to be exceptionally bright." Reggie Miller now held this number seven player in high regard.

Therefore, he had constantly been pondering how to change this predicament and reap more faith for himself. However, the Heavenly Emperor's wives alongside the Heavenly Emperor himself were far too enthusiastic about eating. Normally busy with cooking, he simply had no time to spare for such endeavors.

To him, those were three huge chunks of meat. Even for someone like Nowitzki, the moment he dared to put the ball down, it became extremely unsafe. After all, their center of gravity was too high, and their recovery speed from a low stance was far too slow—getting his pocket picked was only to be expected.

Li默 (Li Mo) rubbed his head. It was the first time he had experienced such a sense of powerlessness; these data points seemed to have no correlation whatsoever.