Chapter 528: Permission Level Up!

【Agricultural World: The Wandering Earth】

【Tax Rank: Special Grade】

【Output: Dinosaur Meat, Genetically Engineered Crops, Grain, Livestock】

After several days, Alvin largely finalized the plan.

He also began constructing the massive “Star Gate” to allow other worlds to cross through space-time in succession.

Virendra Tanggu Interstellar Corporation naturally secured the contract for the Wandering Earth’s atmospheric transformation project; under MOSS’s comprehensive coordination, it was projected to...

But Lü Fusheng was most lacking in time! Who knew what might happen... He couldn’t afford to wait, nor could he afford to delay! To prevent accidents and eliminate future threats, he chose to take matters into his own hands.

Jin Yuanbao nodded; he had already made up his mind—he would deny it to the end, and what could you do about it?

Outsiders couldn’t sense it, but as Grand Masters of the Void Realm, they clearly felt it.

“Thank you, I’ll remember,” Beichen nodded, then inquired about the City Lord’s residence from Lu Qiufeng.

Hearing Fang Baiman say this, Lin Canghai’s heart nearly exploded with delight—handing the company over to me to manage? Hmph. By the time you’re discharged, the company won’t even be yours anymore! Yet despite these thoughts, Lin Canghai maintained a facade of humble trepidation.

When the coachman dropped Chu Haotian at the Tian Room, he left. But the moment the man stepped inside, he sensed many unfamiliar energies—the Spirit Insects scattered instantly, and he realized numerous powerful figures were hidden here. When he saw the visitors in the room, he knew for certain: these two had finally arrived.

Mo Xiangtian spoke these words directly to Lin Feng, clearly intending to break ties. Better a sharp pain than a lingering one—he was ready to sever it. Of course, he hoped Lin Feng had enough sense to understand his meaning and withdraw voluntarily.

When Lin Canghai arrived at the basement, he saw the door tightly shut—and locked from within. Without hesitation, seeing no one come to open it, Lin Canghai kicked the door open.

Long Aotian confidently assured him, and Ye Xuan’s heart surged with excitement. He poured the liquor directly onto the bonfire’s flame—the fire leapt up instantly, and a faint aroma of wine filled the entire cave.

After speaking, Geng Jie didn’t wait for Li Jun’s reply; she hung up the phone—meaning he had to go, whether he liked it or not.

Mu Lingzi reached out to take the plastic bag, but his eyes remained fixed on the silk in Xu Qing’s hand. Suddenly, Tian Kui extended his claw and slammed hard on his head, scattering all his vague thoughts, then let out two soft “ooh” sounds toward the large-eyed figure wrapped in the white robe.

She felt these things weren’t bad at all—after all, those black meats had initially seemed unappetizing. But once eaten, their flavor was extraordinary; no word like “delicious” could truly describe it.

Taking advantage of the crowd’s distracted and uncertain state, Xuheda cunningly delivered a blow followed by a handful of sweet dates. Zhang Can also noticed it had secretly employed magic—each word carried a silent, irresistible allure.

Besides, he had just lost a great deal of blood; now, besides feeling exhausted, he sensed weakness in every movement. He had no energy to speak further, and feared he might collapse suddenly.

“Oh? In Miss Rong’s eyes, my life is worth so little? How hurtful.” Yao Chengye spoke with feigned sorrow, yet his face was full of smiles.

The Iron Gourd paused slightly, hovering in midair for a moment, then silently descended—but its direction had changed.

Seeing this, Nian Yu and Shi Xiao had no choice but to follow, racing two miles until they reached Dongwa’s home. The scene inside startled Rong; she rushed forward. The man holding the torch saw her and quietly stepped aside to make way.