Chapter 147: A Slap Followed by Sweet Dates—Pain or Pleasure?

On the press panel, Fang Xinghe sat in the center, with Li Bingyu on his left and a Chinese student translator on his right; officials from the Cultural Industries Institute and the Chairman of the Writers' Association flanked them on either side.

Not a single one of the new good friends he'd made in the entertainment circle showed up.

Privately, every one of them was warmer than the last.

But in public, they didn't dare come anywhere near him.

This is the deterrent power of our Brother Fang.

Below the stage sat a dense crowd of thirty or forty media outlets, and behind them—

"To consider the equilibrium of an object with static and kinetic friction, you can do some conceptual problems on practice in this area, and at the same time you must do a certain number of calculation problems…" Huang Mingzhe explained at length without pause.

Although this only amounts to a gap of two major ranks on the surface, within it lies an immeasurable gap of rules.

The business-class cabin of Emirates Airlines was very spacious; after he had settled his suitcase, he reclined the seat flat and lay half-reclined on it.

According to Han Shu, the car buyer was very familiar with the vehicle, and had pinned him down with just a few words—he should be some rich second-generation heir of a certain family. Han Qi had only listened casually at first, but now that he had run into the car's owner, he had decided to make friends with him.

If Wu Wei could see the scene within his sea of consciousness at this moment, he would surely discover that the color of his sea of consciousness was now quite similar to that of chaos.

Huck's farm had hired quite a few farmers; these farmers wore simple masks, carried a bucket of fungicide on their backs, and while pumping it by hand, raised the spray wands and evenly sprayed the fungicide over the rice paddies.

Li Qing recalled the two times he had been captured because his weapon was inadequate, and his heart stirred; he prepared to go forge a fine weapon.

After a while, an energetic, bright-eyed old Daoist Priest arrived outside the door. Fortunately, he wasn't wearing a bright red sweater, and Gou Haodong let out a long sigh of relief.

Two figures drifted down from the spaceship; their ship was docked in the ruins of a spaceport.

Jiang Yihuai, who had been laughing and joking, suddenly fell silent and shot a glance in one direction ahead, signaling Si Yi with his eyes.

"Fine, why not? Right now both the Star Alliance and the Cultivation Alliance are in desperate need of supplies. If they learn we can take out that many cores, they'll definitely come looking for us!" Hu Yu said with a nod.

Throughout this day, Ming Luo ceaselessly cycled through his cultivation process: expenditure, recovery.

Almost every cultivator within the entire Heavenly Star Sect had heard that the genius disciple Lin Rushi wanted to refine a magic treasure; just to gather the raw materials for this treasure, Lin Rushi had already spent several hundred years, and had not yet begun the refinement.

"Alright!" Zhou Zhiruo answered, stepped before Zhao Min, and began to search her body.

Shen Tianqi and Shen Huan and the others were furious. They had thought it was a sure thing. Yet somehow, without realizing it, they had walked right into Huo Qing's trap. This fellow was far too insidious and cunning. They were just chatting, after all. Who could have guessed he had hidden meaning in his words, guiding Shen Tianqi step by step, letting him say it himself.

Apart from setting aside 1 skill point and 1 attribute point, Zhang Shuo was quite satisfied with the items he had obtained this time. It was only because he could use the skill and the two pieces of equipment that he immediately equipped himself with them.

Their price was undoubtedly enormous as well—they had overdrawn the power of the Nine Revolutions Immortal Dao Formation. The Nine Revolutions Immortal Dao Formation, which originally could have held out for decades or even centuries, could probably now suppress these Demon Realm powerhouses for only another year.

From the peak of East Bright Peak came the lofty singing of the East Bright Ancestor; the entire East Bright Peak transformed into a vortex, and boundless Heaven and Earth Primeval Force was drawn and pulled into it by the vortex, forming a colossal Heaven and Earth Primeval Force storm. Its might descended upon the world, as if a Heavenly God were descending, as if an earth-shaking wondrous treasure were manifesting.

"Are you mad?" Taili's gaze was so cold that it made Chu Aozhi feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Jiang Qin's tears fell like rain; he gripped Huo Qing's hand and for a long time did not let go. Though he had grown so big and made quite a few friends, they had all been fair-weather pals. He had never expected that this trip to Tonghe City would truly let him understand what a brother really was. The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, and his voice had taken on a slightly choked quality.