Chapter 261

That night, a temporary command center was established on the 37th floor of Tencent’s headquarters building, where all senior executives who could make it gathered to analyze the current situation and devise necessary countermeasures.

Beyond the features 360 claimed had already driven Tencent to desperation, the real cause for concern was the result of the technical team’s emergency detection.

The more you fear something, the more it happens; after the shock, Bai Di charged forward again with overwhelming fury.

“Could it be an illusion?” Luo Zixiu pondered deeply, as the sensation gave him a strange sense of déjà vu.

Before dying, the man declared this, and though he was killed, he felt no resentment—for they didn’t have to endure the disgrace of being outnumbered two-to-one and still getting crushed.

His opponent’s weakness seemed to have been wept away entirely, along with all his confidence; with those still misty violet eyes glaring fiercely, he immediately panicked, releasing his grip and falling utterly silent.

A pair of deep eyes shifted unpredictably between sorrow and joy, changing in an instant, fixed intently on the tragic scene before him, as if a new song were being sung.

At this moment, something within the great scientist shattered, something unlocked, and something new, like a sprout of spring, burst forth from the soil.

Li Gengyun also smiled, joking with Zhao Ziyi and the others: “Should we set up another late-night feast and eat a bit more?”

Lightning energy has both positive and negative forms, as well as positive and negative poles; the same holds true for lightning elements in nature. Then what of the lightning spear that Enril draws from the heavens, combining it with his own generated lightning and hurling it forth?

Karpo landed beside Yan, speaking in a low voice, while gasping heavily for breath.

Mana’s legendary dragon-slayer meant nothing to Adam; though he possessed no dragon lineage memories and could not wield magic, the Frost Dragon race’s innate control over ice elements was more than enough to carry him through his weakest phase.

“I heard from my mom that you’re back, so I came to see you!” Xiao Ran smiled brilliantly, his eyes sparkling with radiance.

But for Qin Yao, what worried her most wasn’t her own weapon, but Ah Wang’s identity.

The mountain rabbit is the most common type of rabbit; the ones raised at Qiao Zhiyan’s guesthouse are this very breed. But precisely because they’re so common, very few evolve to level two—most remain level-one beasts, plump and tender.

Fortunately, these are all powerful cultivators; ordinary people would have already vomited or fainted.

Security personnel forcibly confiscated the items brought in by Wu Qian’an’s fanatics and Yu Jin’s haters, and the show proceeded normally.

He smiled and said: “Since you don’t have any hostages, we can talk properly now. The northeastern border adjoins the Khitan, but there’s currently no war—so why did you suddenly desert?”

Xu Jia, fast asleep, mumbled twice and rolled over, showing no sign of waking up.

“Don’t herders tend to get into feuds more easily? Like disputes over pastures, or sheep wandering over and eating someone else’s grass?”

Di Ying looked at Du Yue’e and wondered: Should he tell her that he was the very person she was searching for?

Saying this, Jiang’s mother lifted the bowl of bird’s nest porridge from the tray, stirred it gently, then scooped up a spoonful, leaning forward to feed it to Su Zhiwei.

Hong Ze’s story was one of being kidnapped by Du Luoyin and forced into marriage; he had always longed to return to Xiucheng, and luckily Du Luoyin possessed a magic board—Hong Ze schemed desperately to steal it, but his plot was uncovered by Du Luoyin.

“You…” Shanwang Gaea actually wanted to trick away the Wealth and Lust Beasts—he had to find a way to kill them, for if they revealed the location of the Cold Knife Gang to Ji Xiu, he would surely die.

“Heh, don’t worry—there are over a dozen fruits here, enough for everyone to get one.” Lin Feng chuckled to the group.

Yi Tianyin’s pupils contracted; her earlier aura vanished, replaced by embarrassment and gloom.

Another streak of purple lightning flashed—this time thicker, wilder, like a colossal ancient tree roaring down with thunderous fury. CRACK! CRACK! The entire area was instantly obliterated by lightning, turning rocks and trees into ash.

A man’s pride cannot be outshone; Du Yang’s success in business had, to some extent, humiliated him.

If that’s the case, then the Sixth Prince has no intention of inheriting the throne—does that mean it will go to the Third or Eleventh Prince?

Wan Ning said nothing; what did fifty years of acquaintance matter? If one’s character is flawed, even a hundred years of familiarity is useless. At that moment, one of Qi Xian’s subordinates reported that the elderly matriarch of the Tang family had vanished.

Dao Xie realized he had been deceived, despised Ni Haitang intensely, and being intelligent, he needed no thought to deduce that Tian Liang’s utter downfall must have been the result of a secret alliance with Ni Haitang, aiming to divide Ji Xiu’s supreme elixir.

After Alice spoke, Cheng Donglin shut down the software, for he knew Xiao Muxue was about to enter.

“You mean this secret land definitely holds great fortune?” Chen Kuang spoke only after Hua Chaoyang finished.

After washing his face and changing clothes, Ling Yichen carried her down to the dining room, placed her on a chair, and sat beside her.

At first, A Lang thought this was a drug-processing workshop, but it turned out to be half a hall and half a room sealed with glass; despite the glass, visibility was crystal-clear in both directions.

Qin Su also loved this season the most—it wasn’t as chilly as spring, nor too cold or hot, perfectly balanced; yet when facing withered trees and fallen leaves, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of desolation.

“If Nangong Huoqi were missing right now, how would you react?” Du Gu Honglie raised his gaze, his seductive eyes deepening as he fixed them on Du Gu Feiyan.

Qi Yuechen bowed slightly and sat down before Nan Gong Moyun, his peach-blossom eyes brimming with hidden meaning.

Meng Xuan hurriedly asked for the location of Fang Shier’s residence; the bandits assumed he was genuinely infatuated with Fang Shier, and since he was a prisoner, they told him everything truthfully. Meng Xuan silently memorized it.

“Alright, then I’ll head out first. When Li Qing finishes his inheritance, have him come find me.” Chen Kuang waved his hand; spatial energy surged, and his figure vanished instantly into the distance.