Chapter 45: Without Them, You Cannot Win

"Yet their medical examinations show their mental states are indeed unstable, and there is no evidence to prove the Zerg's existence. How do you expect us to believe this?"

Xu Qianrui gave a bitter smile. "This is the terrifying nature of these Zerg—they leave no trace behind."

Bu Xingye asked suddenly with a hoarse voice, "Why did Xurui kill my parents?"

Xu Qianrui shook her head. "I don't know. She is very kind and would never hurt the innocent."

That day, the battle between Xun'er and Cailin finally came to an end. The match was so brilliantly fought that all the elders were left dumbfounded. However, for the many students, what left the deepest impression on that day was Xiao Yan's arrogance and overbearing nature—a shock profound enough to be etched in their memories for a long time.

He gazed at her as if looking at a lone, peerless night-shining pearl, his eyes slowly revealing greed.

After school, Niu Dezhi called Zhang Ruofeng into his office, deciding to teach him a few lessons about life in advance.

At the center of the explosion, the dust and smoke lingered for a long time. Xiao Yan recalled his soul, and instantly, a tearing pain shot through his mind, nearly snapping his nerves.

In his memories, Brother Fei would have directed Forever Enthralled even if he hadn't filmed this picture, or perhaps another film he had prepared for a very long time, Love Has No Life.

As soon as these words were spoken, an uproar broke out among the soldiers below. Some of the Yellow Turbans who had previously been skeptical of the news now received Zhang Jiao's confirmation, and their complexions instantly turned very ugly. Their hearts grew even less confident about this battle; their division had already lost five thousand men—could they still win a clash with the imperial forces?

Anyway, this feeling of being completely controlled by someone else made him extremely uncomfortable.

On the other side, the people at the Crown Prince's Mansion were growing terribly anxious. He assumed Rong Wanxi would definitely come, because this was her only way out.

This was the ultimate treasure among treasures, and the most critical key to all the secrets of the State of Shu. Leaving it in Fu Yue's hands was, on one hand, due to Fu Yue's formidable martial arts prowess, which could guarantee the safety of the treasure; on the other hand, it stemmed from an absolute, deep-seated trust in Fu Yue.

He searched from door to door until he finally arrived downstairs at Unit 3. Looking up at the dozen-story building, Zhang Jiaze's eyes filled with tears of agitation.

The two exchanged dozens of moves in the empty courtyard. Qiu Dianluo's disadvantage was already clearly emerging, yet he fought with mounting valor. After all, in Qiu Dianluo's eyes, although Ming Yangzi's swordsmanship was exquisite, the moves were rigid; as long as his own swordsmanship improved by even a fraction, he could shatter the enemy and win the victory like a knife cutting through bamboo.

Meeting each other's gaze, the two felt a bit awkward. Mu Yunge gave a light cough and turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

Ge Yingchen's expression was grim, his long sword held level. The Wheel of Death vibrated incessantly at an extremely high frequency, making the surrounding space feel as if it were about to shatter.

Chen Xue looked up at the room. Lu Yan showed no sign of coming out, and she certainly didn't want to ruin their good morning mood over this matter.

Therefore, knowing that the Gao Wu Clan handled authentication matters, Lu Yan felt relieved to entrust this task to Gao Wu, who at that moment had already delivered all the cargo.

Seeing this, Ye Tianyi and Zhong Bichen also clenched their teeth, using their final burst of strength to rush to the front desk and tackle the old man.

Yinyue was terrified that Mingyang might misunderstand him, shaking his head like a rattle-drum. Mingyang gave a mute smile, looked out beyond Yingtai Mountain, and let out a sigh. Even with him staying on Yingtai Mountain for so long, a sense of stifling melancholy built up in his heart, let alone Jinyang and Yinyue, who had remained there for hundreds of millions of years.

Those male students usually only knew how to bully others; how could they possibly match Lu Yan's prowess? Thus, in a very short time, all of them were sent sprawling onto the ground.

Xueyi and the old fellows of the Mian family were equally unaware of how this situation had come to be, because it was some of the Mian family's stewards who had managed the operations. Inevitably, they eventually discovered they could line their own pockets, mixing defective and useless items into the regular cultivation resources and the like.