Chapter 733: The World Outside Is Wonderful

Spring drowsiness, autumn fatigue, summer naps—on a spring afternoon, one easily gets sleepy.

Though Fang Chongyong had not indulged in carnal pleasures at night nor played during the day, he had endless official documents to review, piled mountain-high in his study. After reading stack after stack of files, his back ached and his head swelled just the same.

Busy from morning till evening, by the afternoon Fang Chongyong was yawning incessantly.

"Master, Ma Daifeng requests an audience, saying he has an important matter to announce."

Da Congming walked in.

He remembered using a large-scale spatial teleportation technique in the Underworld back then, but had no idea where Yan'er had been teleported.

Several months ago, after Zhang Chen activated his sword-element body protection, these spells could no longer harm him; now, Zhang Chen's strength had advanced further still, even brushing the threshold of the next realm. Though the numbers were great this time, to Zhang Chen it truly made no difference.

The dozen-plus wolf demons and giant spiders on the other side of the sword pit all roared in fury, turning their gazes entirely onto Nangong Yuchen, and in the next breath charged forward with bellows.

Everyone was acting on goodwill; operating under the banner of a charitable organization also earned their company a good reputation.

Cai Jinyong's curiosity deepened a few more degrees. He found it hard to understand—could the other party have been prepared all along? But he did not interrupt Chen Qiaoshan's account.

"…In that case, sorry for the bother…" In the video, Yan Jingchen's face looked somewhat pale as she ended the call.

Leaving just like that was clearly not Chen Chuliang's style, so he suddenly came out with a line that took a dramatic turn.

The thought of struggling surfaced in his mind for only a few seconds before dissipating. Then, his face contorted viciously as he gripped the wall-breaking quantum and walked toward the breach in the energy light pillar.

All swimming events at this year's Rio Olympics were held at the Olympic Aquatics Center, located within the Barra Olympic Park, about a ten-minute drive from the Olympic Village.

Patrols outside the school at night were relatively thin; most teachers had been reassigned to the dormitory area for protection, which was also why Harry and Ron chose to act at this time.

He stared at Kao Ruzhu's back for a moment, then turned his head and began carefully surveying his surroundings.

"Heh, not losing? Did you forget whose help Dilong's improvement in expressive acting was thanks to? The moment that line of dialogue was delivered, Director Lin's presence surged!" Fei Long said with a chuckle.

Netizens from various countries were discussing the updated rankings of this year's Celebrity List online; none of them believed Lin Ruofeng could hold his position in the second tier, mainly because his opponent Felice was too famous.

"When do you think they'll make their move?" Ye Chun asked Ou Peng for his thoughts. After Intel and Microsoft formed an alliance, they couldn't afford to drag their feet before acting—the more explosive Compaq's computer sales became, the greater the pressure on their alliance.

The energy cloud layers were innumerable, and the various strange energies they contained were even more numerous than the nebulae; even if the nebulae were completely filled, there would still be much energy left over.

Blood Thirteen was momentarily startled—he had actually fallen for Liu Hai's trick. With a wave of his arm, those Blood Rainbow Sect disciples who understood his intent immediately launched their attack on Liu Hai.

Ye Chun tapped the table; the thudding sounds made Wei Qiansheng, who was waiting for the result, feel his heart rise and fall.

But the world of the Lightning Paradox received a response from the Multiverse Furnace due to the false destruction information released by the sword sheath. For a time, the entire planet was undergoing multi-frequency vibrations—it was about to begin a new journey.

The people behind him consciously formed a line, following behind him and protecting his safety. And Chun Feng was following at a distance not far behind him.

Casualties were severe. Murong Yun fought while observing from the corner of his eye; the people he had brought were nearly gone, and stubbornly pressing on no longer held any meaning. Just as this thought crossed his mind, Murong Yun's brief lapse in concentration gave Murong Zhan an opening—a sword thrust that pierced his arm.