Chapter 80

“Pop!”

Under the Jingangbabi ’s superhuman strength, Wu Wang was easily pulled out of the wall.

But his expression seemed anything but pleasant.

“Why did you make such a strange sound when you were pulled out?” Five Number frowned, puzzled.

Wu Wang merely smoothed out the wrinkles in his clothes and replied casually: “To stay true to the original ‘Elder Brother, I’m Stuck’ series—I suggest you read more wholesome material.”

Song Yuer brought the remaining three large ones to the couple, “Uncle Duan, Aunt Duan, eat these to replenish your strength!” She repeated the gesture, shoving them into Duan’s wife’s arms. The couple were startled and suddenly found themselves full to the brim.

Hearing the nonstop roars, Lin Ran felt every goosebump on his body rise.

The tools to be made next would be more delicate, requiring precise measurements, and the newly reclaimed fields also needed surveying—so a standard unit of length had to be established first.

Whether the man returning home that night was lucky or unlucky, he witnessed a scene straight out of a movie: the car ahead fled in disarray, the car behind chased relentlessly, and someone leaned out, machine gun spitting bullets.

Even after unleashing his bloodline power to fully augment his physique, he still wasn’t a match?

With her single strike alone, unless she drained the black obsidian rhino’s star force, she couldn’t break its defense in the short term.

A Si suddenly remembered something, sprinted across the road, picked up a boxed meal, and handed it to Li Changgui, who squatted by the door and ate heartily.

The General’s personal guard lay sprawled on the ground—some on the road, some in the fields; the rest were armored soldiers, all dead.

Working here meant you ate your fill, had no fear of hunger, just followed orders—do what you’re told, nothing more to worry about.

“Easy to remember.” It was rare to find someone tall who also bore the surname Gao—pure blessing for those with face blindness or poor memory.

Li Shan touched the Qilin Token; it was forged of pure gold, with a lifelike qilin carved on the front and the words “Qilin Token” on the back—nothing else special.

Since ancient times, cats and dogs have been enemies; from a species standpoint, demon dogs were thorns in the cat-people’s eyes, second only to the dog-headed men ubiquitous across the continent—but unlike the pitifully weak dog-headed men, demon dogs were true combat units.

Wang Zhiran paused upon hearing the name—he recognized it as characteristic of Gui’s homeworld, Ai Star naming conventions.

A humble, innocent-faced monk radiated an ineffable wisdom and compassion—a benevolence toward the earth and all living beings.

Yet when they looked up and saw the cloth wrapped around Li Shan’s head, they couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Had he not feared Yu Bin might turn and flee, Kedal would have summoned everyone over.

Yu Bin channeled his soul power to resist the deep blue current seizing his body, glancing back briefly beyond the barrier.

If this attempt failed, perhaps the next would succeed? If he could rally more armed militants and recruit more mutants, couldn’t he overwhelm the U.S. government’s forces and plunge the world’s strongest nation into utter chaos?

The surrounding beasts, gathered around Ao Chi’s corpse, scattered in terror the moment they saw Lin Dong—they lacked high intelligence, but they sensed the extreme danger radiating from Lin Dong.

Ten-thousand-year spirit marrow was the primary ingredient for Spirit-Essence Pills; with such a vast pool of it, he had more than enough to ascend to Martial Marquis.

Qing Man sighed; Shi Tou, Jin Ge, and Tang Shi also sighed, their eyes flickering, but finally nodded.