Chapter 325: The Whimper of the Defeated

Knowing that someone was knocking, it certainly wasn't from the IT department; Shen Siyuan stayed silent and looked at Wei Suhua.

Wei Suhua stood up immediately and went to open the door; she didn't call out for them to enter, probably fearing she'd wake Zhang Haicheng.

In the same office, people usually avoid making relationships too tense.

On one hand, much work requires mutual cooperation; on the other, you're always running into each other—if relations turn sour, the work environment becomes suffocating, and under such conditions

Xiao Yu strolled beside the governor's daughter while pondering his own actions; he had to admit his ability to multitask was formidable—Ying Ying, skilled at reading expressions, noticed nothing amiss.

"I'll go draw a group of zombies over myself; once they're here, Shi Hu, you prepare to join me in eliminating them, while An Yang, you just stand by and watch nicely," Zhang Sheng said to Shi Hu, then turned to An Yang.

"Thank you, Lord Quan! Thank you, Commander!" The prisoner prostrated himself, bowing repeatedly, overjoyed.

The guard didn't understand what Su Yan was agonizing over; similarly, Su Yan couldn't fathom how the people of Baihua City thought.

"Haa!" Zhang Sheng roared, swinging his staff and smashing the zombie's skull to pulp. Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

Fang Fei has since changed her name to Fang Fang, but within Qingying Residence, they still use her old name—it feels warmer.

Mu Qing stood nearby, tears streaming down her face; Nanzhao had fallen, reduced to a vassal state, its Han clan men all executed, leaving only the emperor and empress alive—but their fate remained uncertain.

The sun blazed fiercely; the shadow of the plague had barely lifted, and in the capital, from princes and dukes to imperial merchants and tycoons, all had lost their appetite for social gatherings and banquets.

Seeing that Tuoba Huang still hesitated, Zhang Sheng finally spoke these words.

But halfway through eating, the door suddenly opened, revealing an old man with a "kind" smile—it was none other than their ancestral elder, Tai Shang Chang Lao.

Even worse, the wife he cherished as his very life had swallowed the pills they had given her.

Zhen Tian clashed with Yin Yang Sword Intent, unleashing a thunderous explosion and a torrent of swordlight that illuminated the black night sky.

Tie Yutang let out a bitter laugh when suddenly a shadow flitted past him. A massive black sword flashed before his eyes, radiating five-colored divine light. The black sword slammed into the palm of the sixth-stage beast cultivator on the giant serpent.

He had saved people before, but never seen anyone kneel to him, nor had he thought it odd—so when the old man led everyone in a sudden, rustling wave of prostrations, he was utterly startled.

"The Commander has spoken—what are you still standing around for? Get lost," said a general beside the Ghost King Army, pointing toward Lin Qian.

Legends say that wherever Bi Kuang emerges, disaster begins; the Nanchuan Region will become the origin point, and once the disaster fully erupts, it will engulf the entire Daliao Star Sea.

The reason was simple: several technologies related to heavy air-combat fighters were handled by the Physics Research Center's lab, and Pei Chengyi had participated in one of those development projects.

Ye Xiong flicked his finger, sending a spark flying—it landed on him. The tiny flame spread like wildfire across A Lu's entire body; within two seconds, A Lu's body turned to ash.

At that moment, she suddenly felt her hands loosen—the ropes binding her ignited spontaneously.

Once she recognized who it was, she kicked lightly in annoyance, then rubbed her eyes and rose grumpily, following the shadow out of the room.

The production crew didn't keep everyone stationed here permanently—for instance, Shinee's Woonryu left once because his role was minor and his group had activities in Japan.