Chapter 268: Retirement, Reemployment

The number of people in the retirement home is growing ever larger.

The old white man spoke these words with a slightly odd tone.

Zheng Fa couldn't help glancing over—sure enough, the old white man's face looked uneasy.

Or rather, somewhat disappointed.

Looking beside him at Tang Lingwumin, his expression was much the same.

He suddenly understood—the arrival of Hou Lao was good for the retirement home.

But… the status of the old white man and the others had become awkward.

"Nonsense, what are you talking about? I'm just watching which direction that beauty is flying in," Chen Hao wiped saliva from the corner of his mouth.

We've finished the materialist historical view and dialectics; next time we'll continue sharing hardship and joy by exploring the essence of socialism and capitalism.

A rustling sound erupted—the secret chamber spewed forth five or six Sun Flame Sun Fire Birds, and seven Sun Seven-Tailed Snake Birds with giant serpent tails.

"Do you remember I told you that all zombies on this world possess a certain bloodline? It's precisely because of this bloodline that they transform into zombies under specific conditions," the Combat System did not answer directly, but instead asked from another angle.

"What are you staring at? Stunned by looking at me?" The Mighty General limped over and spoke to Chen Hao.

A chorus of sharp intakes of breath rose from the Qin and beastmen armies—the Qin soldiers knew the modified arrowheads were deadly, but they never imagined they'd be this powerful; the pigmen's skin, impervious to ordinary arrows, shattered before their eyes.

Allen sat near Larry Brown, watching Shaobang and the others on the court, his hands clenched tight.

Yue Hua suddenly realized too late—the air's ice elements surged to life, forming shackles that froze her in place.

On our broken boat, many imperial court experts were present; seeing us flee, they rushed forward. Fish Boss hurriedly ordered his men to deal with them, then staggered over to join me beside Li Baxian and the others.

Shaobang doesn't take ads or news reports; outside necessary press conferences, you'll never see him on television. This directly led to a new TV program appearing in every city where Shaobang played basketball—called Street Interviews.

Kangxi came to Yongshou Palace after hearing from the imperial physicians that Yunyao and the child were both in excellent health, filling him with hope.

After staying up all night to finish the game, Chang Li didn't bother answering the phone call, even though he knew someone was calling.

Leaving the courtyard of Takeharu Takenaka, Yuqiu Ping trudged back through snow and wind to Maple Leaf Mountain City. He had planned to seek out Lin Xiuzhen the moment he returned to the Kinai region, to learn the truth behind the Battle of Tongxiajian -Minghai Castle. But since Oda Nobunaga had not returned to Azuchi, Yuqiu Ping had no one to report to, and thus could not go.

Though no one knew the reason, who dared guess the Emperor's thoughts? Besides, the Emperor had always been strict with the Crown Prince, never letting him hold too much power—so everyone found it perfectly normal.

Kangxi kicked over the table in fury; in his rage, even Liang Jiugong was caught in the backlash. After this chaotic outburst, Kangxi finally came to his senses.

"What are you laughing at? Are you mad? I look like this, and you're still laughing?" Cui Mu was so angry he wanted to hit someone.

A thunderclap sounded where Xu Qingyun stood—he dodged. Seeing Xu Qingyun severely wounded yet still so agile, the pursuer's expression darkened with seriousness, then flickered with mockery.

Up close, she was even more beautiful—the slender white neck bore clear bite marks; the rosy flush on her jade-white cheeks had not yet faded.

Cai Meier always had grit; when Su Ting's foot pain made her unable to walk, she kept her pace, overtook everyone, and reached the dressing room first—just as the seat beside Chu Yan happened to be empty.