Chapter 213: 213 A Leaky Roof Meets a Night of Rain; a Broken Boat Encounters a Headwind

213 A Leaky Roof Meets a Night of Rain; a Broken Boat Encounters a Headwind

Zhang Xuhao was in his dormitory with another young man, both staring at a computer screen and discussing something.

Today is National Day; all the roommates have gone out to play, but they have been staying in the dormitory all day, busy with their own affairs.

It was this past April that he and three like-minded friends—all students from Jiaotong University—founded an online restaurant named "Ele. me."

The initial entrepreneurship was happy yet arduous; everyone fought shoulder to shoulder, and the team had just begun.

The legendary War God nodded; only then did a huge black vortex appear above the laser tower, followed by a dark red metal gate emerging from the black vortex.

"Those ten who died were all elites; judging by the speed they unleashed, they were on par with me." High Commander Gao was shocked; even if just one of those ten had been his opponent, victory would have been difficult for him, yet now ten strong men had died like this, and his head exploded with noise.

Twenty-one people from Konoha took the exam, meaning seven squads; Kakashi had already saved one squad, while the other six squads were each assigned six Hellhounds.

This address of "Senior" made Ao Zheng feel ashamed and lower his head. Previously, Chen Feng had been at his mercy, but now, he was the one at Chen Feng's mercy.

A thin figure appeared before Chen Qinhu; after glancing at the scarred Chen Qinhu, the figure took out a black cloth, wrapped Chen Qinhu directly, and then fled toward a place far from the battlefield.

After that, Zhang Shujie and Wang Shihan did not bring up this issue again; the two chatted casually for a few moments, nothing but daily trifles, until Li Mu called him, at which point he finally instructed Wang Shihan to rest well so she would have energy for class tomorrow.

At this moment, Chen Zhifan roughly estimated that the time for the barrier to appear was not far off.

To forge the Terminators into myths and legends, the God Organization spared no effort and exhausted all their schemes; the two strongest and youngest members born within the organization became the shadows of the Terminators, and Huo Feng was one of them.

The moment the Earth Flow Wall just rose, Kakashi had already buried a three-pronged kunai bearing his unique Flying Thunder God mark into the ground.

In his panic, Old Man Li dared not speak again. The group of porters laughed heartily, but upon turning around, they saw someone sitting on the carriage bed, his face full of impatience.

The three Holy Envoys were much the same; they had accompanied Tianci all day without eating, so being able to have a proper meal now felt truly wonderful.

Da Zhuang spoke without a filter; the moment he finished speaking, he knew he had said the wrong thing, covered his mouth, and looked at Zhang Daniang. Zhang Daniang was the most reasonable of all; he simply turned his body to the side and began paying attention to the surrounding vigilance.

The seedlings I planted stood in neat rows like an army; a few flower seeds had already sprouted sharp, tender shoots. I wore a floral shirt and shorts, my hair tied in a casual bun, barefoot and covered in mud... He appeared in my world just like that, bringing me surprise, involuntarily.

After getting over the initial confusion, the calmed Patchy carefully surveyed the surroundings several times; it was at this moment that Patchy suddenly felt as though he had arrived in a dimension outside of Earth.

Cark is the faith of thieves, a legendary demigod-level thief. That was a height countless thieves could only look up to and worship, a goal to strive for throughout their lives.

I took it over and curiously opened it, finding a delicate crystal sunny-day doll pendant inside, strung on a thin chain; it looked as though it had been carefully selected.

Long Xing Tian had always wanted to build a good relationship with Lin Feng; now that he saw him, how could he not greet him? So he walked over in this direction.

"Swift Wind Step!" Lin Feng's figure moved; like a gust of wind, he dodged the attack from "Zai Ni Mei Shang Liang."

That Servant, even if merely in spiritual form hovering around the Master, would generate such high heat.