Chapter 229: Interlude: Lunch with Claw Marks

Interlude: Lunch with Claw Marks

The Material Realm was once a vibrant world covered by oceans and greenery.

However, due to a cataclysm in ancient times, the landscape of the Material Realm changed drastically; the oceans shrank, the land drifted, and now, what covers the surface of the Material Realm is nothing but vast, lifeless wastelands.

There is no ordinary vegetation here, only plants struggling to survive in this extreme drought; there are no proper herds of animals.

Seeing Li Hao, Zhao Ling'er's delicate, beautiful face instantly flushed with two rosy spots, and she shouted happily.

To break through the Tyrant's Might! To cut off all retreat! With the Great Hammer activating both the Time Effect and Space Effect of the Eye of Time and Space simultaneously, the chosen time point and space point remained exactly as they were here and now, cutting off his own path of retreat.

The so-called Second Awakening refers to a low-tier transcendent experiencing a sudden, massive leap in ability in a very short time, turning from a salted fish into a koi, just like winning the lottery jackpot.

A few traces of dampness still hung on the hard rock wall; the oil lamp occasionally made a slight crackling sound, the flickering flame like a graceful dancing girl, her posture elegant.

Since Liu Feng left, the base has seen more newcomers than old-timers, many with children, bringing the total population to a full 1,000 people.

Looking at Bai Yue's flawless, beautiful face up close, Jiang Cheng felt his heartbeat become somewhat uncontrollable; Bai Yue narrowed her long phoenix eyes, curled the corners of her mouth at Jiang Cheng, extended her tender hand, and handed the silver note to Jiang Cheng.

Located at the border between Chang'an and Luoyang, the pass between Guan and Luo is an ancient road, a high-level training zone with no relay station, so one can only run there.

Especially Lei Lin; she was like someone recovering from a serious illness, returning to Peach Blossom Valley and going straight to her own residence.

This man had no hobbies, but he valued face greatly. Upon learning he might lose face, Ninth Uncle naturally wanted to change this tragic outcome.

"Brother Niu comes from Shaolin, so he probably doesn't have a proper bow!" Just as Wang Yuan was feeling depressed, Guo Jing suddenly said with a smile.

After seeing Lan Ruoxi's movement, Tang Yuanzi's expression also changed; on one hand, he was happy to have such a powerful partner, but on the other, he began to doubt his own strength.

"Let's go in!" Seeing Ye Yu observing the iron ring on the door, Qing Ling also went over to look for a long time, but couldn't spot anything at all, so she had to ask Ye Yu.

Now, Wang Hai suddenly remembered this sentence; he suddenly felt that perhaps He Chuan was the key to this wager.

Qing Ling also noticed Ye Yu's situation; her face was full of anxiety. When she came, her master had instructed her that she must not look directly at the Domain Master's Token, or the consequence would be severe injury at best, and death at worst. She had been so distracted just now that she forgot to remind Ye Yu; otherwise, this situation would not have happened.

The Place of Inheritance also has rules: when a junior receives an inheritance, outsiders cannot interfere; everything must be obtained by one's own strength, so Huang Zhen made no move.

Luo Yu felt somewhat helpless; did this girl give her these treasure materials just to stall for time?

Led by Fifth Uncle, the group moved quickly through the underground laboratory. During the journey, they were frightened once; a corridor was littered with bones in all directions, looking like no fewer than dozens of people.

In this situation, He Chuan was completely unaware of what direction he needed to take to make a decision.

Bu Fan lowered his voice and muttered, while casually glancing at several Dragon Guards. He was already being watched so closely; the situation over at Norton's end could be imagined. To deal with Norton under the Dragon Guards' noses would probably be harder than making Bu Fan commit suicide on the spot.

Everyone instinctively moved toward Chen Yiming and Xue Yue; gun barrels swished and swished, aiming at these eight suddenly appeared strange foreigners. Without Chen Yiming giving an order, anyone who could still move drew their guns and opened fire on them.

"It must work, right? Otherwise, why are they over there calling for everyone to quickly wear masks? Isn't that isolating airborne germs?"

A man in a suit and leather shoes walked in, closed the door on his way, and sat opposite the two of them.

Li Chu watched the scene in the video; his obsidian eyes grew colder bit by bit, and his thin, cold lips curled ever so slightly, carrying a hint of bloodthirsty charm.

Lady Zhao and others had already entered the outer room laughing and talking; Yu Danqing met them at the inner room door. The moment everyone saw her, they all held their breath, staring at her in shock.

Outside the window, the bright sun shone high; flowers and trees were lush and green, vines overflowing like shade, birds singing and flowers fragrant. Look at the sky, it is blue, a deep azure blue; look at the clouds, they are white, snow-white; look at the flowers, they are delicate, tender and delicate.

Wushuang summoned the shopkeeper and learned from him that shortly after they left in the morning, Meng Wuyuan had gone out, but he hadn't specified where.

Murong Ruo opened the teacup; this time the tea water was green, not diluted blood water, which comforted her greatly.

Emperor Yongxian had seen Yu Danqing long ago and noticed her gaze had been following his figure; he found it somewhat amusing in his heart.

With every copper coin received, she bowed her head to passersby; her voice was not loud, but her movements appeared just the right amount of humble.

Mei Ya was especially happy; hooking up with a Young Master, the king only took the top twenty, but the rest, those with good rankings, were also very popular.

"That's true then; what happened to that Eldest Young Master?" A Fu thought this was indeed the case and continued to ask.

Instead, the Falcon Team lost contact with Yuan Yingyue and Yuan Han; wanting to protect both of them had become a mere fantasy.

Finally, the Asura Palace, led by the Profound Venerable of the Netherworld, plus Lin Yan, Cao Ying, and thirty Blood Killing Guards, charged ferociously into the interior of the Crescent Moon Gate.

Chen Sanxian did not dare to be careless facing the Grass Worker and directly extended his hand to block the withered tree branch. However, although he blocked the branch, the collision of their strength did not stop.

"Tell me, haven't you felt bored not speaking for such a long time?" Lin Mao'er perhaps felt she had interacted enough with Sun Zhongyang to be somewhat familiar, so she started asking.

Being able to come out this time, the steed was absolutely deserving of great credit, saving me a lot of leg strength, not to mention...

"No need to thank me; this is what a mother should do." Xu Oulin patted the back of her tall, strong son, feeling deeply emotional.

"I've been working here ever since I moved from Tianzuo Tea Hall; I've probably been doing it for about three years." Da An tried hard to recall.

"What does this mean? What 'recording' and what 'Black Prison Marquis'?" Duan Ying, seeing that she couldn't understand what was written in the file, asked Chen Sanxian.

Huairou was just about to open her mouth to refuse; after all, she was an abandoned concubine from the Cold Palace, where would she have the ability to investigate these things?