Chapter 71: A Single Misstep in the Game

A delicate, refreshing scent of green tangerine drifted into Yunxi’s nostrils, suppressing her nausea. After a few breaths, feeling somewhat better, she finally spoke to the young boy, “I really like this sachet. How many spirit stones does it cost?”

The boy, flustered by her favor, waved his hands hastily. “Senior, such a humble item is not worth spirit stones. Two spirit pearls will suffice if you wish to pay.” Yunxi saw that the boy was not lying, so she casually handed over two spirit pearls.

Despite having exchanged fierce blows with Wang Dan, she still had energy to spare after facing two C-class zombies, and managed to end in a draw.

“Yes! There are plenty of people by the lake. Someone even brought a rope and tossed it to Old Lu, but he didn’t catch it—” Fang Zhengwu’s voice was heavy with regret.

Niu Gensheng found it all very strange—why did he keep dreaming of riding a bicycle? Suddenly, he woke up to find himself actually sitting on a bike, and on the ground, a Barbie doll named Alice was smiling up at him.

Take the bus before him, for example. Though Liuhuo understood the basic mechanics of how cars worked—burning gasoline to produce energy, which in turn propelled this metal box all over the city—knowing was one thing, but to emotionally accept it was quite another matter.

“Odd-numbered vehicles, target the ground machine-gun emplacements; even-numbered vehicles, aim for the rooftop positions. Fire three high-explosive rounds in rapid succession—go!” Lu Xuehua commanded.

Scenes like this were unfolding everywhere—warriors fell in numbers so staggering it chilled the soul.

Of course, Su Zhijun would obediently follow my instructions. She opened the parcel, revealing a business card case inside; with just one glance at the contents, she was stunned into silence.

By chance, she once slipped out of the Xu residence and wandered into the City God Temple, where she met him—the one who brought a glimmer of light into her world of darkness.

Zhou Hongwei was left utterly perplexed by the trio’s reaction, yet he realized there must be some trap in Tian Juhua’s question. Embarrassed to ask, he could only stew inwardly.

Jing Moxuan shifted his body downward so that his gaze aligned perfectly with Han Shui’er’s; their noses just barely brushed.

Hearing Gu Zhirou’s words, Lin Yuan understood she was worried about the rumors Shu Baiwei had started. But now was not the time to go soft on Gu Zhirou, or she would never find her strength.

Turning the corner, she found the bustle of shops and crowds had disappeared. Instead, petals of peach blossom seemed to drift through the sky.

Chen Yanshou silently agreed; Yun Chi and Zhongli Wuyou took their leave and returned to the cave, for Yun Chi needed time to calmly reflect.

“Nonsense, of course it’s important! If you betray me, I need your name so I can hunt you down to the ends of the earth!” he retorted righteously.

Granny Gui softly called out as she approached Xue Mingzhu. Her usually hearty voice now carried a note of bitterness.

Elena braced herself against the table, doing her utmost to keep her voice steady, though a note of ingratiation crept into her smile.

On the Central Continent, any ruler with vision would vigorously advocate for the construction of public sanitation facilities and drainage systems, even employing supernatural means to do so.

“Grandfather, I’d like to talk with you.” Bai Wei finally managed to say the words, summoning every ounce of courage she possessed.

Though rough around the edges, Grey was shrewd—she knew she had to keep this fish hooked before Ye Zhi arrived, lest it slip away again.

The bearded man could barely contain himself as yet another bowl of meat went to someone else. But at least he still had his beard; whether or not he drooled hardly mattered, since his whiskers would always catch it.

Perhaps after their first collaboration, they had grown accustomed to one another.

Although most of the invited guests belonged to the Committee on Air Pollution Investigation, since the event was held in Luun, the great nobles might omit the royal family from their invitations, but they would never forget the church they revered.