Day 37: Reincarnated as Rimuru (Bonus chapter for 6,000 nutrient solution milestone)

The defensive battle commenced. Orcs surged forward in a relentless tide, only to fall one after another in the chaotic fray.

Ji Yu cast a pitiful, sorrowful glance that tugged at Ji’s heartstrings. Why did he have to be called an old man? He would eventually become one anyway. Ji was on the verge of saying it didn't matter.

Huang Er looked at his half-dead state and thought to herself that they had truly offended the Universe Realm this time. She sighed and ordered Jia Ye Fan to take the person away.

Looking at the field of goblin corpses and vast quantities of supplies, Sui Yu even considered sending someone back to the stronghold to call for reinforcements—the task of extracting magic cores and moving the loot was simply too much.

"Your Highness, the Sixth Prince, you have arrived." As he turned toward the entrance of Hengshou Hall, an attendant to the Empress Dowager stepped forward to offer a bow.

Although 922’s ranking wasn't particularly high, he was a proctor of three years and was well-versed in the system’s standard language.

Secondly, there was the sheer number of robots; obstacles in the front did not stop those in the rear, who crowded together to push forward like a wall of flesh.

After attending several classes, Mu Qiong noticed that the student actually listened quite attentively, so he decided not to interfere further.

The chest, having just been struck down to -36D, became the primary target for the Pure Yang True Energy. The golden-red flames treated the area like a brazier, burning recklessly.

With a creak, the boom was raised. Xu Qian drove onto campus. To his surprise, the Ferrari had been waiting for him; as soon as he entered, it followed him all the way to a parking space beside the East Playground.

Of course, he could retreat unscathed from a place like this; at most, he would sacrifice a few soldiers, which was well within his tolerance.

The soldier walked inside and found that Wanyan Ali was still fast asleep in bed. How could that series of movements not have woken him up?

The long-lost scent of numbers; Cao Ge resisted the urge. It had only been a day and a night, yet it felt like three autumns had passed.

Whenever there was an issue in the village, He Gengnong would first consult those with sound judgment, and Yan Shaoyuan was one of them.

Yan Shizhang wilted instantly! He hastily retracted his Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles and bowed with extreme reverence.

Seeing that he was resolute, Xiao Zhiyu had no choice but to follow his wishes, finding a table for two in the lobby to sit down.

Jack dragged his exhausted body out, sat on a bench outside the door, and felt his legs go weak.

One had to realize that Fan Jian had jumped into the C-shaped building; there was a high chance of encountering guns upon landing. If he caught a full spray, wouldn't Qian Junzi be dead for certain?

These ruins were all controlled by major sects. Once they were observed to have entered a stable period, the Golden Core cultivators within those factions would travel there together, making it impossible for outsiders to covet them in the slightest.

However, when she looked back, she saw that Song Tingjun had already come out in his pajamas. The belt of his robe was not fully tied, just draped loosely. As he poured water in the living room, he cast a glance in her direction.

In truth, she wanted to say that she was already full after eating that one piece and really couldn't eat any more. But after spending time together, her instinct for survival had become second nature. Even if she were to burst, she couldn't defy the movie star again after angering him; she had to keep him appeased.

Wan Guoqing didn't give him another chance to make a fool of himself; he shoved him into the police car already prepared for him and took him away to be dealt with by the law.

Dusk was approaching. Before nightfall, the two quickly gathered their supplies and weapons and headed toward the Grand Trianon. The Grand Trianon was nearly a 20-minute walk from the Palace of Versailles. Passing through the royal gardens and the tributaries of the canal, Wu Jin even craned his neck to take a look at the King's stables.

However, Lin Tea had been coaxed into helping him once last night thanks to his thick skin; she certainly wouldn't agree again anytime soon.

The only thing to watch out for was the Phantom Light unmanned combat vehicle, which was hard to spot under the cover of night.

However, the North District, which was directly managed by the provincial capital, had a well-developed major transportation system—airports, high-speed rail, and expressways were all present. Yet, public transportation within the city was severely lacking; not only were there few routes and infrequent service, but there wasn't a single subway line.

Yi Yuanfei saw that the place wasn't large and that the straw rain cape took up the most space, but these were all excuses; in any case, she leaned on his shoulder.

It was indeed being put to use now, but unfortunately, the calculations were off. Locke had not expected to be in such a turbulent river.

They threw the fish into the trash can. The two of them collaborated, one washing and cutting vegetables while the other cooked, eventually preparing three dishes and a soup.

The fireball rose and dissipated, turning into thick black smoke. Through the clearing haze, Xie Jun could see that the beam of the Aurora Art had burned a hole through the side of the gangway and cabin door. The guy hiding behind the gangway was long gone, and the beam had pierced the deck, creating a smoking black hole before disappearing into the bottom of the hold.

If the Japanese troops in Baicheng were annihilated in their entirety, the Japanese Imperial Headquarters would truly have no way to answer to their people; they would have to attempt a rescue with all their might just to save face. Therefore, the Japanese Imperial Headquarters issued a death order to the 5th Tank Division: rescue the 29th Division at any cost.

Walking through the line, Mu Yaping saw the diverse and flourishing management models and felt very satisfied. It seemed that the model of building modern agricultural estates in the suburbs of the capital was worth taking to the next level. After lunch, Liu Butong reviewed the financial accounts and was surprised by the generous surplus. He consulted Mu Yaping on what to do.

Chen Keyan looked up and stared deeply at Xie Jun. Xie Jun returned a gentle smile. Chen Keyan nodded, signaled to the guests, and slowly turned to walk out.

Now that he saw two such items in Gao Shenghan's space bag, he took them out immediately, found the corresponding ones in the Heavenly Pearl space, and compared them. They were truly the same material.

Che Taijian actually boasted that he would win over Hao Xinyan within a month. Qian Cheng refused to believe it no matter what. Forget ten thousand Huaxia coins; he would bet even if it were a hundred thousand. Only a fool would refuse money handed to him on a silver platter.

There was indeed a corpse in the carriage. Several police officers took a glance, didn't get close, and after seeing nothing strange, they nodded.

"Is that the magic airship? Ugh, it hurts." The elementalist wanted to get up but realized her whole body was aching terribly. She couldn't help but recall the battle with the gray-clad swordsman, a wave of lingering fear washing over her.

But Qin Hu loved Chen Ruoli deeply and refused to let go no matter what, while Chen Ruoli had long since been disgusted by this wicked young master.

"Fortunately, I observed you both, or I would have realized your mount carries the scent of Black Skin. If I had attacked you, I would have been sorry to Brother Black Skin!" The Infant Spirit said suddenly, looking a bit embarrassed but quite straightforward.