Volume 1, Chapter 43: Pulling the Wool Over Everyone's Eyes

Xu Que wore a blank expression, holding the Myriad Mechanism Box in his hand to show the crowd.

"It is a pity the time is too short, but how could I let you succeed? Go and fight over it yourselves. Kill until rivers of blood flow."

He grabbed the Myriad Mechanism Box and manifested his Heaven and Earth Avatar.

Then, at the exact moment when the towering avatar intimidated these people, he threw the Myriad Mechanism Box out.

Whoosh~!

The Myriad Mechanism Box flew far away, tracing an arc across the sky.

How could Qin Feng not know this? Yet what could he do? He was simply such a busybody with a worrying nature. The chaos had been started by him, and for the sake of the morality and conscience in his heart, whether he was willing or not, he had to clean up this mess.

This was an apartment he rented outside. No matter what, he was now a benchmark figure at Zhejiang University. Although he used to be poor—to the extent that even his tuition fees were sponsored by others—things were entirely different now, so Chen Zhoujian always had high standards for his quality of life.

After tidying himself up, Qin Feng took Yu Xi out for some breakfast, then drove to the Nanhua Municipal Public Security Bureau to assume his post.

After casually tidying up odds and ends and taking a cold shower, he took out his gaming helmet and logged straight in. It was only a little past ten in the morning, still early for lunch, and since he hadn't logged in for nearly two days, he decided to go online and take a look.

By saying this, she actually just wanted him to turn back; with injuries on his body, he needed more rest. Jing Moxian was becoming increasingly eccentric; in such a physical state, he was still running all over the world, which made Ji Xiao rather worried.

"I'll remember it next time. You are always so nagging." Lü Xiang'er lowered her head and stuck out her tongue, then looked up with a smile at Lü Hong, the handsome youth who was already a head taller than her.

With that, Li Hong went out, leaving behind only the scent of her perfume in the room. Qin Feng sniffed, shook his head hard to clear his mind, then went downstairs to check out of the hotel, drove his own car, and returned to the Guanghua Sub-bureau first.

Four sixth-tier formation masters looked at him strangely and pointed casually. In the corner of the hall, a formation model composed of light floated in mid-air. Their clan leader, that seventh-tier formation master, was sitting cross-legged beneath it, lost in deep thought. Even when Chen Zhining walked in, he merely glanced back before continuing his contemplation.

"Hahaha!" Zhen Zhanqiu laughed heartily, and with a casual wave of his hand, a sheet of dense, ink-like mist swept across the ruins of the post house, claiming numerous lives. Following that, the two heavenly-realm experts joined hands and shattered the void to leave.

She was well aware of Xia Xuan's capabilities. If she had left without Xia Xuan's permission, a miserable fate would be the only thing awaiting her.

After exchanging several remarks, the sect master and the supreme elder of the Seven Heavens Sect still failed to recognize them. Even Ruan Hongyi, who held the deepest affection for the sect, experienced countless thoughts churning in her mind before finally letting out a soft sigh inwardly.

Through their sales, Ye Shu and Yan Changlan had accumulated up to ten million spiritual stones.

Within the mecha forces, aside from special races like the Orcs who possessed no spiritual power at all and could thus ignore it to use specialized mechas, other soldiers possessed at least B-rank spiritual power or higher. Without A-rank spiritual power or above, promotion was exceedingly difficult, as more advanced mechas demanded higher requirements for spiritual power.

Clattering gunfire erupted near the engineer battalion, occasionally accompanied by explosions. The United Nations peacekeeping soldiers had no idea who the enemy was and who was on their own side.

By the time Old Cat rushed to the scene, all the troops of the Central Military Region had completely withdrawn. Only Ouyang Yundu was left at the scene to inspect the area.

The mansion gates were opened, and Yang Qian and Wen Ziqing were respectfully invited inside. As soon as the latter stepped through the threshold, he sensed several guarded gazes appraising him from the shadows, which all withdrew a moment later. Wen Ziqing maintained a calm expression as he followed behind Yang Qian. The further inward they went, the more clearly they could feel the nearly airtight security of the place.