Volume 1, Chapter 60: Mom Doesn't Have to Worry About My Studies Anymore

"Absolutely not!" Shen Aodong refused flatly. "With you around, Lingshuang will be distracted. How is she supposed to study!"

Pipi let out a loud wail and lunged toward Jiang Yuxi, crying as it reached out in a plea to be held.

Under the impact of thirty bullets, the head of that young Xenomorph was directly blasted into a pulp of flesh and bone.

The Explorer unmanned satellite was destroyed by a mysterious attack in a near-lunar orbit. This was the eighty-sixth satellite to be destroyed, and the plan to make contact with the gods had failed once again.

The exotic beast in which he had placed such high hopes had died just like that. And it would be exceedingly difficult for their family to find another exotic beast of such formidable strength.

At this moment, inside the incubation chamber, which had previously contained only liquid, a juvenile organism had appeared. It was secured in the central area of the chamber by a robotic arm, its body twitching from time to time.

Foreigners had now basically figured out the Rabbit's routine. Anyway, regarding whatever progress they claimed a project had made, as long as you advanced it by one step based on the official press release's benchmark, you basically wouldn't be wrong.

Someone you couldn't defeat at full health wouldn't necessarily be able to beat them even if you relied on the ability to regenerate and fight again—uh, excluding those with a three-second burst capability.

An Awakened one, facing the lunge and bite of a demonized beast, wore a panicky expression, dodging and evading clumsily. The battle blade in his hand swung wildly, almost cutting himself, yet he struggled to inflict any effective damage on the beast.

Because of the glare of the sunlight, Yasopp couldn't be certain what the object in the sky was, but he could be sure that it was definitely not a bird.

He should have stayed at the entrance of the cathedral, waiting for Zhu Lan to finish negotiating with the bishop before returning to the council, but the very sight of the cathedral filled him with agitation and unease.

It was just that these excretions were not regular when initially formed; it was only after enduring storms, gravity, and all sorts of natural conditions that they formed these special golden bricks.

What was a ship slave? A slave who worked on a ship? But this clearly wasn't that. Judging by Old Feng's and Reverend Dudao's expressions, this term "ship slave" was likely far from as simple as one might imagine.

At the command, a dozen guards behind the young nobleman suddenly surged forward, surrounding Liu Yiyi tightly.

This is precisely why many people simply cannot cry in front of others. Because there is an invisible pressure—you neither want people to see you make a fool of yourself, nor do you want others to think you are being overly dramatic, emotional, or weak.

After listening for a moment, he found it differed little from his preliminary estimations. Once his mana recovered, he would be able to open the "Gate of Whispering Illusions" and utilize the vacant slots to summon a new servant.

After the news had spread throughout the world, Siyi had members of the Alliance casually leak the grim tidings.

"By your calculation, this is the genuine article for the first time today!" By this time, midnight had already passed.

With such a massive quantity, it goes without saying that Ling Zhoutian's third-tier city certainly could not possess this many.

After pondering for a long time, Bai Yuling chose a different challenge worth one billion contribution points. Because the gap in strength was simply too vast, facing Sun Yin, his Metagross and the others would have to unleash at least eighty percent of their combat power to secure a steady victory, which would frighten off quite a number of people.

Come to think of it, he had only ever visited Tropical Land twice. The first time was right when it had just been built, taking advantage of Haibara Ai's birthday—when she was still Shiho Miyano—though they hadn't stayed long before leaving.

Amidst the look of utter terror on the visage of the Corpse Mother, she watched as the young man before her—whose very name she did not yet know—silently raised his right fist, holding it suspended in mid-air.

A deafening roar shocked everyone present. The massive spherical camera was struck by that single ball and exploded into pieces with a loud crash, crackling with electrical currents and emitting curling wisps of blue smoke.