Chapter 108: Duo Duo

“Shen Siyuan, is this your neighborhood?”

Shen Siyuan finally managed to clarify to Zhou Chuan that he had no connection with Jiang Accountant.

Chen Hao walked in from outside, holding his phone, eager and excited.

“If you’re referring to the magnetic storm, then yes,” Shen Siyuan said, nodding without looking at the phone he was handed.

“Then all your household appliances are broken?”

“Of course—even my phone is dead.”

No matter what Mu Xiaoxia said, Sheng Xihua was determined to take her to the hospital to see a doctor.

Mu Xiaoxia walked straight over and took down the oil painting; sure enough, she found a miniature camera.

Such confessions—when one started chasing stars, how long it lasted—had been common sights up high, never taken seriously, merely glanced at, and even Weibo was managed by the agent.

Uncle Feng chuckled, “Exactly! Since my name is Qianle, how could I not be happy? Otherwise, how would I live up to it? If I kept frowning all day, I might as well be called Feng Qianchou. Enough talk—come on, bring the items!” He extended his hand, waiting for them to hand him the things.

Martial arts like the Six Meridians Sword Technique had nothing to do with his plans; they weren’t secret knowledge, so detailed records weren’t surprising.

“Then it’s completely foolproof now?” Chu Feng thought silently. Even if he couldn’t defeat the T-virus, it didn’t matter—the key was the transformation of life form, the vessel’s evolution. Venom was better suited than the T-virus to catalyze the growth of the Perfect Body’s essence.

Zhu Jian seemed to sense the horror of the Fire Kirin; his body abruptly halted, then spun around and fled like a mad thing—but he had no chance against the Fire Kirin, whose spirit had awakened and mastered fire Dun .

Emperor Helian: He was a young king; though clad in an exquisitely ornate golden dragon robe, the faint smile on his lips diminished much of his authority.

“Huh?” Sun Qi couldn’t understand—how could the most upscale seafood restaurant in Yun City offer free meals?

Wu Dao instinctively turned toward Dongfang Yujing: her face was a classic oval, skin whiter than snow, lips softly tinted with lip gloss, looking even more supple; her delicate brows and eyes resembled a stunning beauty stepped from an ancient painting, needing only an oiled-paper umbrella to become the celestial maiden from the scroll.

After I said it, I regretted it instantly—I suddenly felt I’d gone out of my way for nothing. Why did I need her phone number? It would’ve been far more enjoyable to stay with Mu Meiqing.

A sharp wind tore through as Yun Ling Ying spread its wings, moving like a black flash, arriving instantly before Hao Nan, its sharp beak opening downward, ready to swallow him whole.

I admit her deterioration had my share of blame, but it wasn’t the main cause—and now that she’s returned, she’s probably improved.

After apologizing to Qian Yiwen, she hung up the phone! I no longer had the courage to call her back, because at that moment, I felt my relationship with Qian Yiwen went beyond friendship—there were things we both sensed but couldn’t voice.

Lan Ruoxin strained to turn her head, gazing at Yun Teng’s lonely, sorrowful back, wondering if what he said was true. Thinking of Houtian and the others, a faint glimmer of hope rose in her heart.

Listening to their long string of nonsense, the superheroes were utterly speechless, feeling how ignorant they’d been, while extending boundless welcome to the Chinese superheroes—they’d witnessed their formidable strength, and now they vowed to unite as one force, strike as one, and drive the aliens off Earth.

This was the data Ling Xiao saw on Sun Wukong: such a rank and combat power meant no one in this world could match him—yet what surprised Ling Xiao was that Sun Wukong seemed unable to unleash his full 160,000 combat power, as if something was suppressing his inner strength, preventing it from reaching its peak.