Volume 1, Chapter 23: Spatial Shifts

Xu Fengchuo stared at the map of Shanghai on the office wall, lost in thought, before sincerely explaining his intentions to Zheng Yuan.

"I am simply looking for someone. Once I find them, I will stop."

Xu Fengchuo understood all too well: the entire police force had been mobilized, yet they had only apprehended a little over two hundred people. How deep did these waters truly run? He had no desire to drown in the Huangpu River, nor did he have any interest in digging deeper; after all, he held only a nominal position and wielded little real power in Shanghai.

Zheng Yuan pressed him, "And have you found them?"

Xu Fengchuo leaned back in his chair, eyes closed, remaining silent. The chair had become his temporary sanctuary. He closed his eyes slightly...

After saying these words, he seemed to lose his soul, mouth agape in a daze, falling silent. Wang Bo and Huang Zhengli felt a shared sense of dread, their breathing quickening. Both had witnessed the scene Quincy had just described—one on an airplane, the other in a tunnel.

All preparations were internal; from the outside, there was no sign that these starships, acting under Liu Haoyu's orders, were ready for battle at a moment's notice.

Fili City was also known as the City of Aliens. Lin Yu now clearly understood the meaning of the name; the number of aliens within Fili City was staggering. They could not understand Li Liangping’s words, but they could tell the two men were at odds, and decided it was better to keep their distance.

Irene did not throw the dried meat away; instead, she picked up the item Lin Yu had brought in and showed it to Jimmy with a look of pride. Jimmy had been swindling in the Note region for three years; given his abilities, it was highly likely he could gain access to the regional adventure quests organized there.

"What are you thinking about, Ming!" A sudden, urgent roar startled Li Ziming, who then realized a giant tentacle was lashing out at him with lightning speed.

Regardless of whether it cured the root cause, he had to address the symptoms first. The Emperor immediately took a pill; it had a different, unusually cool sensation compared to his usual medicine, and once swallowed, his headache eased slightly.

Beyond the households she was familiar with, Ye Qian naturally focused her efforts on the Marquis of Jiping’s estate. In addition, she bestowed gifts upon the second branch and Ye Xun; Ye Xun represented the third branch of the Ye family, while the gifts to the second branch were merely for show.

The halberd was too slow to return in defense. Facing Chu Yan’s decisive and ruthless strike, San Lang had no choice but to retreat.

A sheet of white paper had long since been scribbled into a mess, the dense handwriting barely legible, yet every thought and detail had been etched into the minds of the three.

He just didn't know what price they would ask for these spiritual fruit trees. If they were too expensive, he would have to weigh whether or not to buy them all.

Stunned at the doorway, Li Peihuan regained some clarity. She had to restrain Pei Lin, otherwise... no one would survive. She ran over to where Han Peilin was gripping her own hair and shoved a large mirror over, which crashed squarely onto Han Peilin's right shoulder. The palace maids waiting outside, hearing the commotion, rushed in and threw themselves in front of the princess.

"Understood." Everyone present knew that their boss was a very reasonable man, but this reasonableness was predicated on one's obedience. Otherwise, no matter how deep your relationship with him was, the gang rules would be applied without exception.

The reason the Soul-Shattering Bells failed was due to the wind. Sound requires a medium to travel, and the medium here was clearly the air. As long as my wind kept flowing, those two bells would be useless, no matter how powerful they were.

Prince Yu sent a cook and a governess surnamed Feng, claiming they were there to teach Ye Qian palace etiquette.

We two sat in silence. It was night, and the room was dark. Silver moonlight spilled in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, just as it had in Cheng Xi’s apartment years ago. We looked into each other’s eyes in the moonlight, feeling as though there was so much to say, yet not knowing where to begin.

"Xue Bao, you wretched beast! To think you dare to ruin my plans! Today I will skin you, strip your bones, and hack you into ten thousand pieces!" Shi Longhai radiated a pale red glow, but even that could not conceal his violent bloodlust and sky-high fury.

Such a group, facing five ordinary zombies, was perfectly capable of eliminating them. Yet they did not do so, which meant they surely had other intentions.

At this point, the grand-uncle traced a "Fire" character in the air at the bottom of his gourd, then aimed it at the figure formed by the black mist, silently chanting a spell. In an instant, several red birds, formed from vapor, flew out from the gourd.

A powerful force struck Xue Chen hard, yet he seemed unable to defend himself, standing stock-still and enduring Shangguan Qing’s wrath, letting him strike at will.

Hu Menglin chatted with the Chief of the Goat Tribe. Sure enough, in the valley clearing below, tens of millions of them were piled up. They were scattered and useless, and fearing that taking them out would cause unnecessary trouble, they had simply been left there to be weathered by the elements.

During this time, he had been on high alert for宋铮's sudden appearance, but Song Zheng did not strike.

A stone beast in a yellow vest hovered high in front of Qinggang Peak. Many beastmen surrounded it, cursing and attacking it from afar with various weapons. Fortunately, the more rational Rouge Horse intercepted the beastmen who were about to rush up and destroy the stone beast.

Its true form would only be known and confirmed the moment it was created; it would not necessarily conform to its imagined shape simply because one had thought about it too much beforehand.

My master and my teacher were meditating on the sleeper berths, while I and Second Master Cui studied the differences between the two blueprints. It had been agreed that I would accompany the grand-uncle, master, teacher, and Uncle Xuanhe to Hebei. However, due to a sudden situation, the grand-uncle and Uncle Xuanhe stayed behind.

Geng Jinsi’s face turned livid. "Menglin, give me the gun!" As he spoke, he snatched the long spear from Hu Menglin! Just as Hu Menglin was struck with confusion, Geng Jinsi transformed into a metal dragon, coiled entirely around the spear, and rapidly melted and reshaped, becoming one with the weapon.

The white-haired elder took the gold coins calmly. After putting them away, he waved his aged palm, and the stone giants ahead surged out once more like a tide.

"You... what exactly do you want?" Director Li looked at Huang Yuan, his face full of panic. People are like this—when something doesn't concern them, they can be filled with righteous indignation, but the moment it involves them, they immediately lose their composure.

"Guan Yunfei, Zhao Feihu, what exactly is going on here?" Xuanyuan Yulong barked, frowning toward the back.