Chapter 80: Reported to the Ministry of Agriculture (1200 Monthly Votes Bonus)

The day after the fan meeting, a lot of related information appeared online.

Some fans shared how excited they were to attend the fan meeting.

Others posted photos of their signed calendars and eggs online.

Of course, more fans who couldn’t attend were wailing in despair.

Why were there only three hundred people?!

Why was there only one event?!

This is also why actor idols are harder to rally fans than singer idols.

Diana’s identity is extraordinary; if she truly agreed to help, this matter might still have room for reversal.

But at this moment, Chen Yan looked disheveled, dusty, and utterly exhausted.

Leaving aside how deeply he felt for Zhao Mengdie and Liang Xuewei, even if ranked by the order of their physical intimacy, Tang Minglan would come after Zhao Mengdie and Tang Minglan.

But due to lack of solid evidence, they could only use public opinion to pressure the Gu family and had no way yet to sue them for compensation.

As her hands grew weaker, Zhou Li felt strongly that she might lose this contest of strength and endurance. Still, she held on, and decided to open a second front—verbal sparring.

Moreover, this famous doctor said he had seen similar cases before and had cured them. Chen Youyi placed all her hopes on this physician, but after he left, Mu Xiulian died not long after.

After the voice of the PLA Police lieutenant colonel was broadcast through the car’s roof speaker, the white Toyota ahead slowed slightly but did not come to a complete stop.

Everyone understood what he meant—many places in our country have very fierce local customs. If your company truly offends the locals, once the factory opens, bold villagers might cut your power today and dig a ditch on the road tomorrow; your company would be driven mad.

“Cough…” A light cough pulled me back to reality. I came partially to my senses, rubbed my eyes, and confirmed I wasn’t dreaming. Then I hastily pulled away from Shen Shiyan’s arms. My cheeks flushed instantly.

Thinking of Zi Lian’s parting words, compared to Ao Hanlong and others—mere nobodies to him—this cold young master was clearly the one worth his closest attention.

In fact, even he himself couldn’t fully explain this ability, because it wasn’t anything else—it came from Professor X.

Cao Cao’s head was carefully preserved, pickled in lime; other armor and weapons proving his identity were placed under guard by designated personnel. After all arrangements were complete, the military council resumed.

The Dry Wood Daoist, disturbed by the noise, flew into a rage and drove everyone out. No sooner had they left the tent than Murong Fang entered.

Currently, most of Hedong Commandery is controlled by the northwestern warlords, with Ma Chao holding the largest territory; Cao Cao only controls five counties north of the Yellow River—Anyi, Dayang, and others—namely the southern part of Hedong Commandery.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the long blade clutched in Ye Cang’s hand, the demon race man trembling uncontrollably.

Ye Cang’s expression grew grave; this soul had reached the point of controlling qi—it was no easy opponent.

Everyone laughed, especially Xiong Meng, known for his appetite, whose stomach growled loudly in perfect timing.

After signaling Liu Xing to withdraw, Ji Hua waved his hand, and a memory crystal floated into view, followed by a projected image. If Liu Xing had been there, he would have recognized the person in the image as none other than Su Chun.

“It’s fine,” Zhang Yi shrugged off Lin Ran’s hand without hesitation, pushed open the door, and strode inside.

So far, Qing’er has nearly recovered, and no suitable vessel for refining Mei Ji’s soul has been found on the island, so Mei Ji can only temporarily recuperate within the tower.