Volume 1, Chapter 48: How dare you send a message like this? You'll be held accountable for it in the future!

The entire Prosperous South residential area was boiling with excitement.

Deafening cheers erupted from the apartment buildings.

Even the shouts from the surrounding neighborhoods could be heard.

Without needing to think, one could tell that the entire city was in a frenzy.

Countless people raised their heads to look at the circling broadcast planes, desperately waving their arms and colorful ribbons.

They shouted at the top of their lungs, pouring out all the suppressed grief and dissatisfaction of the past few days in one go.

The authorities had finally taken action!

And right from the start, they adopted thunderous measures to completely eradicate those mutated monsters.

The gloomy shadow of despair was finally going to disperse, and humanity was about to welcome a bright future.

Zhang Xueqi, Li Bing, and Liu Nainai also had faces full of excitement, their hearts racing.

No one was willing to live...

The doctor and the herbalist were filled with deep regret, but things had reached this point and there was no other way. After examining the injuries, they gathered together to discuss countermeasures. The injuries were extremely severe; with breathing as faint as gossamer and the life force completely drained, it was probably difficult to save him. In this situation, the only thing to do was to treat a dead horse as if it were still alive.

This feline magical beast had yellow fur covered with black rings, and possessed thick limbs and well-developed muscles. It was clearly a top-tier predator. Eramu felt a lingering fear; if it hadn't been for Chu Yun, he likely would have ended up as food for this magical beast.

Neither he nor Chen Bo had seen clearly what was wrapped within that silver light, only hearing a particularly crisp shattering sound.

After a little while, the group saw another cave entrance emitting light. This time, Old Man Ban directly drove the mechanical bird flying straight in.

The banquet was still ongoing, and Richard took Freya away from the banquet hall. The attendees were also relaxing, chatting with people they were familiar with, and Deluca was no exception.

"Donglai, how are you holding up?" As his closest partner on regular days, Xu Haishui's tone was filled with sorrow.

Du Yujiao took the prescription and read it for a long time, huge waves surging in her heart. Even with all her extensive knowledge and experience, she was still covered in cold sweat by the formulation of this medicine.

Richard looked at the trees ahead. Groves grew around the abandoned temple, and the dim environment they collectively created was extremely suitable for ambushing an army.

"How about this, I'll teach you other moves." Wang Jin demonstrated four techniques to Li Yingqi: wrapping, winding, whipping, and waving. Just like in the movies, Wang Jin felt that the Sky-Breaking Sword was better off utilizing these methods for attack. Because the Sky-Breaking Sword possessed immense power and did not strive for mere sharpness and brute strength, these were the most suitable for her.

Looking around at her own brothers and sisters, not a single one was of any use. It would already be a blessing if they didn't hang onto her legs and bleed her dry.

If her cousin could secure a good marriage and she cultivated a good relationship with her cousin, why worry about not getting a boost in the future?

Why was a fool like Lu Youyou able to enjoy Huo Beichen's endless pampering, while she could only look on with eager envy?

Holding the spittoon, she took a few deep breaths, steadied her mind, and then finally let go of the spittoon.

In the past, although she soared like a phoenix with nine heavens and radiated boundless brilliance, now she was nothing more than an ordinary profound master of the Divine Pool realm.

However, just as Lu Youyou finished speaking, the man's kiss came to an abrupt halt, and all the weight pressing down on her vanished entirely.

Knowing she could not escape, Lu Youyou wore a look of utter resignation as she let Huo Beichen hold her hand. Before they even reached the hospital elevator, she heard the heart-wrenching cries of an old person echoing through the corridor.

Just as Lu Youyou was greedily breathing in the fresh air, her head suddenly throbbed with pain, and the next second her vision blurred.

"Today, are we truly going to be buried in this place?" Many profound masters gazed fixedly, murmuring to themselves.

Chu Miaomiao confidently started a new round of the game, only to fail before five minutes had even passed.

The defending champion Richardson appeared last, while Rachel continued to mutter under her breath that Richardson wouldn't be able to score fourteen points. Sure enough, in the end, Richardson did not live up to Rachel's expectations and bravely captured 12 points. While Iverson shouted in surprise, Ray Allen, Nowitzki, and Arenas advanced to the finals.

The fat man's family shop was the third one on the left of the main entrance. Calling it a shop was a stretch, as it was less than five square meters. Even so, many people were green with envy; if not for the fat man's family difficulties and the neighborhood committee speaking up for them, they would have long since been driven away.

"Vlad, I heard the Lakers are going to buy out your contract. How about you come over next year and let me win you another championship ring?" Seeing the two fall into memories, Rachel hurriedly changed the subject.

After each cycle, the true qi mass within the Dantian would appear even more refined. The Desolate Art was a miraculous technique that absorbed the spiritual essence of heaven and earth to temper the body, and spiritual energy naturally belonged to the spiritual essence of heaven and earth.

Only then did everyone realize that Tang Feng was just joking. Hearing Xie Zhiyuan shout "Dismissed" at the top of his lungs, they left the service desk with laughter and dispersed in all directions.

"The fat man's parents and his grandfather are right inside this building, let's go in!" Grandma said, then lifted her foot and stepped onto the steps. The fat man, displaying quick wit, stepped forward to push the door open, and the group entered the house one after another.

"Sir, we need to make a substitution. Let's send Ron in!" After stepping off the court, Rachel walked up to Adelman and said very sincerely.

At last, the first large silver boat sailed beneath the Dragon Gate. A heavenly phenomenon manifested, instantly drawing everyone's gaze.

"Boss~ The Vietnamese Gang is trying to strike a fatal blow while you haven't yet secured your footing!" said the bodyguard named Yongshun with deep hatred in his voice.

"Uh, yes, I've been practicing free throws recently. As you know, my biggest weakness on the court is free throws, so I can only put most of my energy into improving my free-throw percentage." Rachel talked quite a bit more in front of acquaintances.

Qiaoqiao was still biting her lip, frowning, and casting her eyes around the surroundings, signaling that one must not act rashly here.

Yang Qianshan stabilized his figure in mid-air, reached out to recall the flying Blood-Drinking Sword, and only then breathed a sigh of relief.

Misha looked at Kagome's retreating figure and sneered. For Young Master Leng, let alone losing things, she would even be willing to die. Kagome, since you have publicly issued a challenge, I gladly accept. I will let you know exactly what you have lost.

Hualou only assumed she was being impolite—she should have sent a post in advance or waited—before arriving at Madam Han's room.