Chapter 169: 167、Exploration Streamer (7K, 1/1)
167、Exploration Streamer (7K, 1/1)
“This thing, like a walkie-talkie, is the paranormal detector.”
Song Jia handed Zhou Chang the ‘paranormal detector’ she had retrieved from storage and a pair of sunglasses; seeing him fiddle with both items, she took the walkie-talkie-like device from his hands and fastened it to his uniform’s shoulder.
Then she ordered Zhou Chang to put on the sunglasses.
She continued: “These sunglasses contain a built-in camera that automatically scans your iris.”
The Design Department has changed—it no longer has separate divisions; everyone now works together in one large office, where aside from a few specially partitioned rooms, the rest is an open mix, and workstations are clearly visible.
For some, gaining the support of the Ling and Tong families would be a tremendous boost on life’s path. Though he is no longer Tang Monk flesh, he is at least a fifth of it.
Hu Erfei stepped back repeatedly, trembling uncontrollably, his face as white as paper, pupils vacant, like a startled cat.
Qilin’s nine eyes flared, then he burst into laughter—in that instant, he understood many things.
Li Mengyan’s spiritual power surged as she struck Hong Lin with a palm; the air vibrated, and a seemingly ordinary palm print suddenly formed, hurtling toward Hong Lin.
Noisy, chaotic voices came from all directions, questions thrown out endlessly, forcing Zhao Mu to raise his voice loudly to address everyone.
“No need for formalities—what exactly happened?” Zhang Mingyu asked calmly, though inside, boundless killing intent had already risen.
But now, Shi Tian was floating above the Golden Flame Pool—this utterly shocked Gu Dao and the others.
Zhao Mu’s five steals from a single player in one match demonstrated his formidable stealing skills.
As for that kid, no sooner had he spoken than a dog appeared before him—yes, it was Bao Shi.
“Shut your fucking mouth—my general suffers in silence; who dares say ‘beat him’ again, I’ll smash their jaws!” Hearing this, the soldiers of the Thirteenth Squad and the Tiger Guard all turned pale; who dares insult our general? Zhu Bao roared immediately, and the troops erupted in curses, just the thing to relieve their tension.
But Old Master Xiao’s stance was firm; over time, the Xiao family could only accept Xiao Liang as the non-direct-line heir.
“Who lives and who dies is still uncertain—are you so certain?” Chen Xi sneered, flicked her sleeve, and a slender sword reappeared in her palm.
Chen Jing turned pale with fear, stepped forward timidly, then knelt prostrate, silent.
Li Xiaoyao valued the Reverse Chaos Seven Forms not because they were simply powerful, but because this technique secretly aligned with a thread of Heavenly Dao energy.
Moreover, the spear tip was infused with Huang Xuan’s internal energy—if struck, would it be merely a burn?
Ye Zhusheng ignored him, staring blankly at the black man lying in the fire, even smelling the scent of roasted meat.
The Li family’s annual gathering was a good opportunity to strengthen friendships among the Li family, and equally an irreplaceable chance for others.
Duo Dao hung up the phone without a word. Fifty thousand? He acted as if it meant nothing—did this mean fifty thousand was worth less than an egg fried rice?
Before him was not flat ground, but a massive deep pit, its edge lined with narrow stone steps leading down into the depths.
So during this time, Robin had been treated like a princess outside, leaving her deeply embarrassed, yet unable to explain anything—after all, her relationship with John was truly unclear.
Listening to their accounts, the people of Liaodong learned that the Taiwan army was their own force, with over a hundred thousand soldiers hailing from Liaodong.
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