Chapter 850: Reasonable, Too Reasonable!

"Although I don't quite understand, this stone sounds incredibly powerful!"

The chubby girl Duan Jiabao exclaimed: "No wonder He Chen treats her differently."

"It's definitely powerful!" The information had come from her, yet Jiang Xiaoguo was still in shock.

You all always say I'm a good student, but compared to this stone, this so-called top-university senior expert I am is just an elementary school child.

I took a quick look at what she had come over to exchange.

After all, Ye Zi had once impersonated her in life, to fool the dim-witted Jason.

Every clause favored him; the Mermaid Kingdom had lowered its own status considerably.

"What do you mean, me and him?" Zhi Yuan still looked angry, but her tone had softened slightly.

However, Sen Lan's cultivation had already reached the Nascent Soul realm, long surpassing the life laws of humans and mermaids.

Ye Zi waved his hand at Zheng Zha, stopping the latter, who still wasn't convinced and was about to use Red Flame. The next second, countless locusts slammed into their outpost... no, not "slammed into"—they precisely curved around them in a subtle arc!?"

The young children had never seen a face so swollen; they stood frozen, too terrified to speak.

After mocking Li Huaxue, Xuan Yuan Jian slowly walked back to his troops. Only then did the watching players notice that blood loss numbers began constantly appearing above Li Huaxue’s head; soon, she collapsed into a pool of blood.

Just as Lin Chumo was about to succeed, a massive electric eel burst from the side and rescued Charles.

For her, Yu Bu Fan journeyed to the most terrifying depths of Tianzhou, slew one of the ocean’s dominant rulers—the Sea Emperor Dragon—and forged two slender three-foot swords from the dragon’s only two massive fangs.

Additionally, perhaps it was an illusion, but Ye Zi noticed a strange phenomenon: today, Chu Xuan seemed oddly clueless...? He had remained silent throughout, simply following the main group, even reacting half a beat late.

The Futures Research Department’s task is to provide objective analytical reports. If Wang Nuo’s report wasn’t denied, Wu Xuan could still claim he didn’t believe those views—but now?

Chen Qiusheng eyed me skeptically, a hint of cruelty in his gaze—he clearly didn’t believe me.

I smiled faintly and told him to read more newspapers; we were still some distance from Changyun City, not yet in the digital age, so information arrived slightly slower.

Lu Zihé, who had walked far ahead, turned back and saw Jiang Guangguang vomiting beside a trash bin. Her beautiful eyes were deep and unreadable; no one knew when she had left.

She hadn’t actually drunk much, yet she was thoroughly drunk. Guo Shu sighed helplessly; when her phone rang again, he picked it up.

I turned to look at Huo Yi. Even as Yu Mei wept against his chest, whispering comfort, his grip on my hand never loosened.

She dragged her exhausted, aching body into the bathroom. After washing up, the instant she stepped out, she collided with a solid chest.

The messy, dark chamber was filled with a thick stench of blood, followed by a man’s agonized, near-fainting scream. Others recoiled two steps, faces pale with disbelief, staring at the man clutching his groin and howling.

Li Shu said Mo Yishen hadn’t set foot here in many years, yet Mo Bo Bo had instructed Li Shu to bring her in—what did it mean? Was he trying to make her do something?

I pressed my lips shut and fell silent, fixing my gaze on his calm, detached face. Then, as if prearranged, we walked side by side toward home without speaking.

The Super Detective System still had some use—if I’d drawn a Food System or a Craftsman System instead, it would’ve been terrible.