Chapter 28: Missing an Arm

My Years as a Tomb Raider Uncle Jiuyou 1222 words 2026-04-13 15:54:33

“Ma Xu! What’s wrong with you?!” I immediately sprinted toward Ma Xu and grabbed hold of him. His face was as pale as a sheet, twisted in agony, his lips muttering again and again, “The money is mine, the money is mine…”

“Ma Xu, what are you talking about?” I…

Bing Wushuang was utterly shocked. They had considered the possibility, but when it was finally confessed, the truth still struck them with overwhelming force.

By the time you receive this message, our spaceship will already be adrift in the boundless expanse of space, and the interstellar antenna that once sustained our communications will have been destroyed in an explosion. We shall lose all contact.

Thinking of those two having tasted forbidden fruit, Yang Hongmei couldn’t help but worry. If they became addicted, it would bode ill.

To this day, the main means of transportation between different settlements remains the spacecars that people themselves assemble in the industrial sectors. These vehicles can be fitted with cargo beds at the back, granting them a certain capacity for hauling goods.

“Hmph. Very well. Lord Ming, your tongue is truly as sharp as steel and impenetrable as bronze. You really won’t admit the truth until the bitter end, will you?”

The grating scrape made Nidoking and Gardevoir’s king tense up, faces stern, brows knitted as they watched the blue-green blade swing down.

Ye Chen was also quite surprised that his full-strength punch hadn’t taken down Ren Yi in a single blow. For he had not held back in the slightest, intending to decisively eliminate his opponent from the match.

Chen Sanye rose and glanced at his jacket lying nearby. It was caked with mud, clearly from when he’d fallen to the ground.

Had she not met this man today, her grandfather might have already passed away.

When the entire “Longzhong Plan” concluded, Xie Wuyou sat cross-legged, feeling the sequence of energy circulating within his body. After completing a full cycle, he looked again at the “Longzhong Plan” before him, his eyes brimming with wonder.

As soon as Tian Tian finished speaking, his face flushed scarlet. He hesitated, seeming to summon all his courage before finally coming over to sit down.

The sparks from the splattering magma, coupled with the brooding clouds, cast a beautiful illusion upon the sky—a starry curtain that hung just a notch lower than the real heavens, spreading above the ruins of Fort Canniro.

Mu Xichen suddenly bent over, retching violently. Fortunately, he hadn’t eaten much that evening, or he would have been gasping for breath by now. He could hardly comprehend how, back in the Qin tomb, he’d managed to endure the sight of those maggot-ridden faces; perhaps the fear of death had dulled his senses at the time, making it less disgusting.

Clara, after a moment’s thought, finally caught on and pointed at Shanshan. “So you’re the ghost…” Her expression was a mix of embarrassment and annoyance.

Thus, the tug-of-war unfolded in every region. No matter what strategies the various divine realms of the Celestial World devised to break through, in the end their plans would be discovered, leaving the gods anxious and restless, with signs of chaos brewing.

Many in the fleet had heard that there would be a bullfight at the port and gathered to watch. No one really knew what was happening, but after long, monotonous days aboard ship, the rare chance for excitement drew a crowd so dense that not even a drop of water could pass through.

“Where has our guest vanished to without a sound?” Whenever Bai Lingge brought up Daipuno, she would always refer to him as “our guest,” the words tinged with a faint note of jealousy.

I stood suspended in the void, watching all this unfold. Soon, a second wave arrived, clearly far stronger than the first.

The last of the fortifications were built by the Mongol soldiers themselves. Though only half completed, the constant shelling and falling debris had already claimed and wounded no fewer than two thousand men.

Hua Mian sighed inwardly. Must it really end like this? In the midst of her tangled thoughts, she suddenly recalled the conversation she’d had with the Celestial Emperor before leaving.