Chapter 62

In the cold universe, a manned spacecraft was traveling at sub-light speed. Aboard the vessel were a group of scientists who had been bound for Mars and were now returning to Earth.

"Sister Qingyu, let's eat together and ignore him!" Xiao Lin said nonchalantly, and Ruan Qingyu nodded in agreement, fully sharing her sentiment.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. Let's see how those four aircraft in the escort squadron react first. Rest assured, there's still time." Sensing her fear, Han Xiao reached out, pulled her soft and trembling body into his embrace, and held her tightly, his eyes fixed intently on the four white points of light.

Ah Fa felt thoroughly wretched after hearing that. I simply did well on the exam! Why wouldn't you believe it, Teacher Gong? The word "expect" in particular dealt a heavy blow to his pride.

It had already been a few days since the start of the semester, yet he always felt out of the zone. The college entrance examination knowledge points taught by the teachers in class remained only as a hazy memory in his mind.

Cavalry is generally divided into two types: light cavalry and heavy cavalry. The armies of the steppe nomads were primarily composed of light cavalry, while Western knights were heavy cavalry. Xiao Mo could barely manage to assemble a light cavalry unit right now, let alone a heavy cavalry force.

Qiu Lian's face flushed crimson. With one hand suspended in mid-air, unsure whether to extend it further or pull it back, she found herself in an extremely awkward position.

Ever since entering the Wushu Continent, Xu You had crossed paths with Yuan Shao, making him one of the old-timers who had been by Yuan Shao's side from the very beginning. Consequently, Xu You often fancied himself a veteran of Yuan Shao's faction, acting with complete unconstraint. Coupled with his greedy and vulgar nature, very few people in Yuan Shao's camp were willing to befriend him.

"Have you figured it out?" asked Squadron Leader Xue Hao, unable to conceal the joy on his face.

Yet, despite reaching the physical state of the Great Heavenly Realm—where his cultivation base had stabilized once more—he found himself utterly unable to break through any further. Involuntary, he could only open his eyes with a hint of bewilderment. Even if cultivation was impossible here, body-refining clearly had an effect, so why was a breakthrough completely out of reach?

Ye Lan hurriedly swept the basement with her flashlight. The beam illuminated the ground, revealing a hand covered in blood with peeling skin, blindly groping about on the floor.

"Brother Wuming, this is a token of gratitude prepared by the Dugu family. I implore you to save my eighth uncle's life." Dugu Qingqing remained as aloof as ever. Even while pleading for help, her tone was steadfast and rigid, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

Upon arriving here, Wuming's tension only heightened, for the absolute tranquility along the way was far too bizarre—genuinely eerie.

Tan Jiajia pouting her lips in silence, pulled out two banknotes from her handbag, tossed them onto the table, and walked out with sharp, clacking steps in her high heels.

As he spoke, he opened the box. Although everyone present—except for Lin Ran—had already seen its contents, seeing them again still filled them with considerable awe.

"For the empire, for the people, everything is worth it!" Hearing Li Ping's words, Lin Kang raised his arm and shouted loudly. The other barbarian soldiers followed suit, raising their arms and roaring in unison. The sound instantly merged like thunder, shaking the entire sky.

Whether technology reigns supreme or the Dao of Immortals is paramount remains an unresolved question in the Realm of Immortals and Gods.

Meanwhile, from the very top of the doorway flew an ice-carved jade phoenix, its crystal-clear wings flapping in the air. With every stroke, it released the terrifying aura of a demonic beast.

"That's wonderful, we won again! It turns out great minds really do think alike." Dajun and the bald man were ecstatic, embracing each other tightly.

"Heh, you certainly take things lightly. What I guessed is merely the worst-case scenario; it might not necessarily happen." Wuming smiled softly, feeling deeply relieved.

Selling tickets was meant to raise funds for public welfare to build bridges. Anyone trying to exploit the ticketing system for personal gain in the middle of a severe government crackdown deserved a fate as despicable as selling fake masks during a pandemic—getting shot would be no more than they deserved.

Sensing Ruston's unreserved and genuine display of emotion, Zheng Jianguo sighed inwardly before putting on a smile, feeling as though he was fully prepared to face whatever possibilities lay ahead.

The system hadn't expected her to harbor such a notion; she really was viewing matters far too optimistically. A step-by-step approach, you say?

"Here is your fiancee back!" Stopping Nie Yu in his tracks, Ji Biyue shoved Ji Chanyue into his arms.

Because the dust had finally settled, Hiyori and the others were witnessing the Revolutionary Army during its most prosperous era.

Those Eleven Supernovas talked a big game, but in reality, most of them hovered around the level of Navy commanders to commodores.

Having once again experienced his chaotic emotional world, Zheng Jianguo couldn't help but envy scoundrels who could let go without a shred of lingering affection and walk away without a backward glance. Damn it, is this simply the price one must pay for maturity?

Takiwa stepped closer to take a look. The metallic nameplate reflected a dazzling glare under the blazing sunlight.

Once she agilely scaled the wall and got out of the courtyard, she immediately turned her gaze toward a spot not far away.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Hearing her mother's voice, Gao Moying immediately stood up and hurried to the door.

On the other hand, Luo Yuechen, Abdullah, and Malone, though capable of movement once again, were still under the lingering effects of the Cherry Blossom Drunkenness, rendering them completely powerless.

The so-called "Star Vortex" appeared to be merely a spiritual energy whirlpool formed by the high-speed rotation of the Beichen Wild Saber, but in reality, it was modeled after the all-devouring "spatial wormholes" in the starry sky.

Yan Mumu glanced at Zhang Hao sitting beneath the tree. He had changed out of yesterday's school uniform and was now wearing a dark blue knit sweater paired with beige casual trousers, giving him a much simpler and cleaner look.

"Good!" Emperor Chongzhen applauded. "This strategy is brilliant indeed! If we were to continue acting independently without a unified command, we would still be dragged to exhaustion and plagued by endless marching by the roving bandits. We'd be worn out before even catching a glimpse of them—how could we ever achieve success and report victory?" He called out to bestow tea, and Yang Sichang stood up to express his gratitude.