Chapter 280: 036 Gain and Loss (5k)

WeChat Company came to visit, first proposing a traffic-for-equity swap, then showcasing their sincerity with 360.

This left Zhang Chaoyang lost in thought.

Yu Xing exchanged a glance with Li Shanyou beside him; though no agreement had been reached, they both felt the balance tipping favorably.

He waited a moment, then ventured: “Mr. Zhang, regarding our competition with WeChat, I have substantial data to support my position.”

Yu Xing saw that Zhang Chaoyang had not

Song Yi, sitting beside him, rubbed his forehead and adjusted his tie, as if drenched in cold sweat from shock.

Zhou Liting shot back with a cold stare; to an outsider, this expression could easily be interpreted as “ex-girlfriend causing trouble for the current one.” In truth, she was furious that Chu Xiangge had demanded she attend onboarding training in front of so many people, utterly disregarding her dignity. In her rage, she was ready to explode at anyone.

This revealed a vast gulf between Ningxia’s thinking and that of orthodox cultivators. She had assumed Xie Shi had just picked up the item casually. Her mindset still clung to the modern lower-class logic of giving gifts to superiors.

Chu Xiangge’s expression was languid, dismissive of explanation; he waved his hand, glanced at Zhou Liting, and closed the door.

Even those below lacked Ren Zhiyun and Tong Wei’s perceptiveness, but seeing how Zhang Shaobai had so quietly pulled so far ahead, they gradually realized something—attention instantly fixed entirely on Zhang Shaobai’s figure.

Hua Wan wanted to ask Xu Chen what was going on, but saw his solemn expression and immediately understood this was a major matter in the Demon Realm.

Fortunately, metal materials don’t expire, and Yan Xu had no intention of staying here long—after all, this realm’s ceiling was far too low.

“How’s it? The visuals are crisp, no garbled text or anything?” Mu Tou’s expression returned to normal, a half-chewed instant noodle still in his mouth.

“We can still be friends—I’ve got plenty of excellent guys around me, I can introduce him later. But do you often get patients here?” Xu Yebai suddenly asked at this moment.

Liang Qian sat down calmly, while Liang Xiu, slightly frightened, dared not raise his eyes to Lu Yan.

Before any other red dots appeared, he quickly pulled numerous torches from his virtual backpack under the glow of the light orb and planted them one by one on the ground, finally illuminating the entire surroundings.

The Left Chancellor remained kneeling, refusing to rise; the Emperor’s head throbbed with pain—he demanded an explanation.

“Scorpion, Lord Li’s Four Golden Spears no longer exist. You’re young—your future achievements may yet surpass theirs. I have an idea—listen…” Gong Jingsi spoke calmly, unfolding his thoughts slowly.

First, black-gold energy surged over his body, the Mighty Body circled, while the Ice Heart Scripture activated simultaneously, instantly clearing his spiritual sea.

A soft plop—something fell to the ground. Chen Zui picked it up: a bullet casing still stained with blood—this was undoubtedly the round that had wounded Eva.

Leaving Kristina alone upstairs to ponder, after instilling her with proper common sense, Jia Zhengjin descended the stairs.

“Truly, I can tell at a glance that corpse died over three months ago—but even after so long, the residual aura remains terrifyingly strong. Even a Grand Cleric doesn’t possess such power.” The Sunflower spoke with serious earnestness.

Moreover, the spiritual beast army’s formation was exceptionally disciplined and rigorously trained; the front line consisted of a land legion bearing black armor and wielding long spears, numbering close to forty to fifty thousand.

So that period was truly a nightmare—I made a bold decision with Liu Xin: we went to a bar and got drunk.

There, a shimmering ripple surged briefly, then calmed again—and a lean, muscular figure lay sprawled on the ground in a perfect “big” shape.