Chapter 113: New York Mathematics Gala

"Um..."

"Your focus is so peculiar, I am left speechless." Lin Ran looked at Jenny's earnest gaze, and after stalling for several seconds, he replied, "How could I remember so many details in a dream?"

"I only remember the general idea."

Lin Ran continued, "Besides, it must have been a Chinese person, given the existence of the Anti-Miscegenation Laws."

Jenny first said, "The Anti-Miscegenation Laws aren't applicable in every state. This is New York State; a hundred years ago, it already..."

Having heard about that matter for so many years, especially after meeting Zhou Xian, Chen Jie became even more convinced that it was a man-made event, not some inescapable curse.

Mountain forests that shouldn't have appeared before her eyes stretched out, layer upon layer, as if they truly existed.

This time of day was when the supermarket was most crowded, as the day's fresh goods would start being sold at a discount after five o'clock.

Don't look at how awesome he felt after getting the system; those were just infected bodies. The insects and zombies hadn't started evolving yet.

The moment hundreds of demonic cultivators touched the demonic light, they saw a red glow spread across their bodies like bone-eating maggots, and in an instant, both their physical bodies and Nascent Souls turned into pools of blood.

When she stepped onto the first roof tile of the tavern, Shi A, who was sleeping inside, twitched his eyebrows, and his hand instantly rested on his sword hilt.

If Sun Shangxiang were to assassinate him now, the road for Eastern Wu to contend for the Central Plains would be much smoother.

Watching the direction Ling Ling had gone, Qiu Qiu blinked, and the worry in his heart completely vanished.

Outside the rock barrier, the arms of several ferocious-looking infected reached through the gaps, their fingers splayed, grabbing wildly at something.

If repairing the bus required yellow insect cores, Su Mu wouldn't bother digging for them; the system would take them away anyway.

Such a long string of words poured out without a single pause, and she was even smiling while speaking, revealing a few thin teeth, her pupils a deep red, slightly ferocious. Her smile was so beautiful, so gentle and calm, completely different from her usual arrogant and domineering self, yet it hid an unspeakable sadness.

"I didn't expect you, Zhou Zhu, to be so good at raising cacti!" Qian Nai chatted with Fuji Shusuke while picking flowers.

Saying this, he jumped off the carriage, and in the slightly opening eyes of Shi Yan, in those demonic pupils, he kicked his skirt and ran toward him.

"Gods are humans, and humans are also gods. So-called gods and humans are merely labels." The statement was airtight, neither admitting he was human nor denying he was a god.

One night, the bright moon hung in the sky, its clear light shrouding the earth like a thin layer of frost. The night in the wilderness was silent, and everything around was quiet.

Chu Yu had been staying in the provincial capital recently, and this time she came to Qiushan Valley with Professor Huang; there must have been a breakthrough in the artificial cultivation of Purple Jade Tower.

"Are you saying it's poisoning from the Heavenly Immortal Seed just because you say so? You are clearly shirking responsibility!" the leader retorted hurriedly.

"Don't stray from the point! This person is lying right here!" The leader did not engage directly with Dong Ling and just insisted on that one point.

"So, wouldn't it be better to let her be reincarnated so she no longer suffers these pains?" Ming Tianluo couldn't help but admire Ming Potian even more; his big brother always considered everything most comprehensively, and he would do everything possible to minimize the harm to those he cared about.

Half of the Young Master's face was buried in shadow, and as the sun passed over him, his well-defined features looked as three-dimensional as if they had been sliced down the middle.

Mo Ke circulated the spiritual power within his body, exerted force in his hand, and the next moment, a rapid whistling sound of air being pierced headed straight for Ba Kun.

"Is that the Commander?" Long Tao and the others also stopped, the surprise on their faces replacing their original expressions of anger and grief.

"We surrender." Suddenly, just as the coiled hair-silk was about to wrap around the leader in the black robe, the man spoke up to surrender; the hair-silk had already reached his neck. ===== CHAPTER 114 =====