Chapter 52: Is This Some Sort of Archeological Face-Slapping Novel? (Cordially Inviting Book Friends from All Walks of Life to Co-Create a New World)

The viewers in the livestream room brightened up at the sight:
[So that really is the case.]
[Our ancestors had such incredible manners.]
[Now that is true civility, an admirable habit.]
[Who even has such good habits anymore? Nowadays people can’t wait to shove all the food into their own mouths.]
[Especially with food this delicious, who still cares about yielding to others?]
[Don't say anymore, the more you talk, the more ashamed I feel.]
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"I brought my own snacks and I don't like the boxed meals on the train, so I won't be eating lunch!" Zhao Qian replied.

Yun Yizi muttered to himself, suddenly struck by an idea: since righteous Qi can condense into white hairs, does that mean it can also condense into a carving knife?

For traditional physicians, going mad or experiencing a deviation in cultivation is also a form of pathology, generally classified under mental disorders.

A huge bird with a wingspan of over three meters, of an unknown species, suddenly flew across the branches. The wind generated by its beating wings snapped down numerous leaves and twigs.

"Wang Mo?" A bitter smile hung on the general manager's face! Seeing Wang Mo approach him with ingratiating smiles the moment he stepped through the door, the general manager assumed he was up to some new tricks, and the look in his eyes carried a bit more guardedness.

He had told his parents many times before that in this lifetime, he only loved the water lily, and would only ever have the water lily as his wife.

Of course, Lin Dong also took time out to find knowledge on vocal techniques from the archives to recharge and study.

President An had always been very particular about these things. Last time they dined together, she chose a French restaurant, and this time also felt quite high-end—though compared to the last meal, his state of mind was vastly different.

Her Earth Spirit Sect naturally possessed such resources, but she could not drain her own sect's supplies, so she planned to trade with other external factions.

"Would I be that bored?" Yan Yixin wore a mind-boggling expression, which instantly made Yan Wan blush, though the gaze she turned toward Liu Li clearly harbored suspicion.

However, Uncle Zhang's injury was something Zhiyu should not be made aware of; otherwise, he would only worry just the same.

The tip of a flying sword pierced straight out from the leader's Dantian, dripping with a trace of fresh, crimson blood. It was only at this moment that the figure of Lu Feng, who had been surrounded in the center, began to gradually dissipate.

Suddenly, Yifan snapped back to his senses. He was now truly a gentleman, open and untroubled. He hurriedly let a brilliant radiance burst forth from his body; snowy-white fox patterns laced with blue watery light, combined with white flames, enveloped his entire body to serve as clothing.

"Hus..." Ye Huang retorted with annoyance, but the moment the word left her mouth, she rolled her eyes and changed her tune: "Momo!" Not only did she call him that, but she also offered a honeyed, sweet smile. A trace of stiffness flashed across Mojing's face, followed by a grin bordering on gnashing teeth: "Momo it is!" With that, he grabbed Ye Huang and pulled her outside.

"The official competition starts tomorrow, so get some rest early." With that, Huo Tong walked out.

"However, I believe he would rather take such a risk than hand over a complete Yan family to you." Yan Wan had to admire Elder Yan; his love for his grandson was, at the very least, genuine.

The elder clearly died at the hands of a swordsman who wielded the "Wind Force." And aside from Yasuo, who else could possibly wield the power of the wind?

X-axis, Y-axis, Z-axis—this was the teleportation capability within three-dimensional space. Leveraging the teleportation power of [Destiny], Yaye could even teleport to any corner of this world. This was the ultimate skill of the [Card Master], perfect for both advancing to attack and retreating to defend.

If he were to bring along Miyamoto Rei, who was currently in such a sensitive state, it would seemingly only cause Yaye a great deal of needless trouble.

As for the fishing boats of the Zhou and Zhang families, they had long since parted ways. Currently, Old Man Chen was still helping Chen Qiusheng, while Chen Chunsheng already had helpers of his own. All three of his sons had grown up, though unfortunately, aside from Chen Yong, the other two had not yet married. The same went for the two sons of the Zhang family; due to poverty, no young women were willing to marry them.