Chapter 34

Qin Beifeng watched her retreating figure, wondering to himself: When did I ever owe you anything? Isn't it you who has always been in my debt?

The "Living Execution Platform" was essentially a structure built from a chaotic pile of various instruments of torture and mummified remains of bizarre creatures. While it appeared as disorganized as a trash heap, a closer inspection revealed a strange and uncanny logic governing the five-story-high, four-hundred-square-meter mound.

To return to the original dimension, one had to traverse this spatial turbulence. Although the Celestial Dragons’ "X-Type Trans-Spatial Fighter" was specifically designed for such travel, Qin Ming was uncertain if it could withstand the turbulence within this deep space.

With money to be made, Ye Hua’s anger naturally dissipated. He began to ask about Huang Ming’s position as deputy team leader, curious as to how he had managed to secure the role.

"Your strategy of feinting to the east while attacking the west was truly brilliant. You’ve achieved victory without drawing a sword!" Watching the Ning family’s royal banner unfurling on the western gate, Mu Yuncheng’s admiration for Mo Yiyue grew even deeper.

The two unexpected guests in the hall truly gave Su Yun a shock. She had never imagined that these two would come seeking an audience, as they were meant to be people with no connection to one another.

The Somali government responded immediately, guaranteeing that the pirates had nothing to do with them. Kainafei, however, refused to listen to their explanations, simply reiterating that if the losses of the Anfeng Company were not compensated, he would directly occupy Mogadishu, level Somalia, and hunt down the pirates himself.

Qin Beifeng stepped forward and hugged his father tightly. It seemed there was no need for further persuasion regarding his family; understanding was everything. With understanding came release, and he realized his efforts over the years had not been in vain. Guiding humanity beyond the limitations of Earth was the most precious legacy he could leave behind.

"You had better think clearly. I want to see your public apology in the newspaper tomorrow, or don’t blame me for being ruthless," Gu Xiangdong said, glancing at Xiao Han with a threat.

Chen Tian first locked in the initial synthesis, and obtaining a 20% speed increase had already exceeded his expectations.

To put it bluntly, it all depends on your skill and timing at the helm. To navigate life, one must be shrewd and versatile; to navigate officialdom, one must be even more adept at dancing in long sleeves. Living is difficult! Being an official is even harder! And being a good official is harder still!

Sebastian, standing nearby, agreed wholeheartedly with Lin Yi’s idea. To ensure one's own survival, this was indeed the best approach.

Although they were currently oblivious, the outbreak was only a matter of time. If more of this uncontrollable virus were to spread out of the Human Village... Ren Pindi raised his hand, and blue netherfire ignited in his palm.

"However, I possess the spatial key to one of these realms. Do you?" Tang Yaokun said bitterly. He refused to believe it; this was his destined opportunity.

The leader of the group had a handsome face and a powerful stride, with a subtle arrogance between his brows. It was clear he was a prodigy of some standing, possessing a cultivation level not to be underestimated—he was already a Three-Thought Soul General.

In an instant, the footage from the high-altitude camera plunged into darkness. Aside from a few faint lights in the far distance, the entire airport was swallowed by the night. Then, the roar of the B737’s engines echoed as the plane started up.

Having said that, Long Yiyan stopped wasting words on Fang Yichen and carried the blanket over to make the bed.

Yao Benzhu was startled, fearing the leader was using sarcasm to imply he was neglecting his duties. Why would the leader immediately bring up buying a house just because he had mentioned a business matter?

"Master, I really can't keep going if we have to refine so many fighters at once. How about we produce an engineering prototype first to see if it actually works?" Liu Chuan suggested.

After all, the cultivation of the Emperor One Technique in Wang Chongyang’s body conflicted with his original Innate Art. Previously, his Emperor One cultivation was shallow while his Innate Art was strong, allowing the latter to suppress the former and prevent any issues.

Wang Chongyang observed this and wondered to himself if the Atlantean technology had not yet reached the level of video recording, or if their scientific development path existed on a parallel track to what he understood.

Su Changqing had no particular thoughts on the matter; he had never intended to acquire real estate in the capital, but Chu Yuhu was taken aback.

Furthermore, after some discussion, they realized that even if they won the gladiator tournament and became the true heroes of the Rain Prayer Festival, they would likely be invited by the Temple of the Sky for "tea," and getting out again would not be so easy.

Thinking of this, I looked into the iron cabinet again, but it contained only ash. It was impossible to tell what had been burned.

When the others heard what Cai Mao said, they cursed him for his shamelessness in their hearts. But at this point, who dared to say "no"? Willing or not, they had no choice but to swallow their pride and accept it.

I struggled inside for a few minutes, knowing that Qin Yiyi had already left. Exhausted, I finally slumped to the ground.

Wang Chongyang mused that after he left the late Ming and early Qing dynasties last time, he had possessed his own body from 2008, but he had no idea where Nangong Yu had traveled to.

"Therefore, you must win! If you win, the commoners will worship the strong, and you will at least have one merit to your name. If you lose, you will be disgraced." Having said this, there was no need for more. Xia Shanyin patted Luo Yu on the shoulder and turned to descend Yinyu Peak.