Chapter 338: Eve of the Izu Base Battle

Federal Army Far East Branch, Izu Base.

Commander Reka was discussing with a friend how to teach Bian what a "surprise" really was, while the surprise itself—the *Steel*, the second ship of the Universal Noah-class all-purpose combat carrier—was undergoing preparations for departure.

One machine after another was loaded onto the *Steel*, including many machines rarely seen in ordinary times.

For example, the R-1, Unit 1 of the SRX series, and the Raptor, which served as the R-1's prototype—two variable machines.

As for Qian Baijiang, seeing that nothing happened for two days, he assumed the matter had passed. Of course, he wasn't actually too afraid, but for the sake of insurance, he still hid for two days.

After the New Year passed, everything seemed to return to calm. The only change in the Prime Minister's Mansion was that the First Madam was critically ill, and the Old Madam, who had always been healthy, had also fallen ill with some unknown ailment and was suddenly bedridden.

Ouyang Qing pursed her lips, her teeth biting down on her lower lip to hold back the heartbreak that was causing her to collapse. Tears swirled in her eyes but did not fall.

"If you and the Old Madam kneel and beg me, I will forgive what you have done and let you return to the mansion obediently," Xiao Lingxiao said coldly.

Old Ye was very happy today. It was rare to see a young collector, and upon hearing that Wen Yiming was also going to establish a museum, he began to talk about his collection.

This was a sensational event that shook the entire universe; among those who had stepped into the God-level, who didn't know about this?

The Duke of Ding looked at Yin Le with an inquiring gaze. "Are you sure?" He knew that Longxing currently had many large orders, many of which hadn't been fully paid for. As long as someone cleared their old accounts this month, they wouldn't be at a loss.

The appearance of this strongman held back several of the opponents, which made Wei Tianzhiwan somewhat unhappy, but he also knew that this strongman was indeed formidable and was the gold-medal thug by the slave minister's side.

"Who wants her gratitude? It's just that as long as she isn't married off, I won't feel at ease!" Yin Le said lightly.

"My lady, please speak!" Lu Jue leaned against the head of the bed, one arm propping up his head, the other resting on his bent knee, his wide collar revealing half of his chest.

The two groups on the field were fighting intensely, while the monster was ignored on the side, as if it were just a spectator.

Seeing the platoon leader swallowing his saliva, Li Wei hurriedly poured water from his tea mug and handed it to him. Xu Jiancheng took it, patted his shoulder excitedly, and gulped it all down in one breath.

He pulled my hand and suddenly turned serious: "How long has it been? Have you not wanted to eat the whole time? Do you feel like vomiting? Could you be..." He lowered his head and glanced at my stomach.

"Does the gentleman mean that Rong'er lacks the immense power to defy the heavens and change fate, and even with intentional accumulation, she cannot reach that level?" the man in the wheelchair pondered.

I stared at her face for a long time; that dull gaze was nothing like her usual self. What had happened to her?

Luo Rulong and Wan Jue did not go directly for the cards this time, attacking each other with their hands. Although they were more than two meters apart, their energy had already intersected in the air, and all the playing cards in the air changed direction, as if a tornado had been added, spinning endlessly.

"If it weren't for things I can't let go of, using the aura of reincarnation to be reborn and recultivate would be a very good choice. In this life, there are also too many memories I don't want to recall," Liu Yueqin said with a heavy tone.

Qing Mu-you often ordered Shili to do things, mostly running errands to buy maple syrup pancakes, which made the usually reclusive Shili feel a little bit needed by others. Sometimes, Shili would think that this seemed not bad.

When he returned to the dormitory, Platoon Leader Liu Jiaming, who had sent the fellow villagers off with him, already knew about his plan to write a manuscript, so he repeatedly urged him to write it well! Not to run around outside! Then he called the comrades in the platoon to go down to the vegetable field to work again. ===== CHAPTER 339 =====