Chapter 125: You Sound Strange When You Cry Out

In early December, Lu Yu returned to Xiaosang Town. The Materials Research Park was ready to be officially put into operation, and many researchers had already settled in the park.

On the way back to Xiaosang Town, Lu Yu glanced at the news feed.

Since the beginning of the year, trade tensions between the Lighthouse Nation and Huaxia had been escalating. The conflict intensified further around July and August. Although negotiations had taken place, as the year neared its end, there was still no sign of easing.

The total value of goods subjected to additional tariffs by both sides had long since surpassed one hundred billion.

Shen Jun handed a skewer of roasted meat to Hua Qianmo. Ignoring the heat, Hua Qianmo took a bite, chewing with closed eyes, savoring the flavor of the snake meat. Hua Qing observed Hua Qianmo, and from his expression, she could tell that Shen Jun’s grilled snake was truly delicious.

Ye Shaoxuan navigated through the mists, traversing the clouds of the Imperial Wasteland, the supreme continent of the known world. Beneath lay vast lands—majestic mountains, palatial halls, and an endless flow of spiritual energy.

“Do you still remember when I opened my white eyes during the Thunder Saint inheritance?” Qi Ming asked.

The meal was intense and nerve-wracking, but fortunately, a phone call from Wei Yefeng brought an end to the awkward dinner gathering.

These people all hoped Yang Chen would go with them, but Yang Chen was uncertain about whom to follow. The reason was that the place he wished to go had no one coming for him.

She forced a gentle smile upon her face, holding a plate with a delicately painted porcelain bowl in the center, and walked in gracefully.

“Xiao Huan! Where are you!” Wei Yefeng was shocked, never expecting Lin Xiaohuan to admit to such a baseless accusation in front of everyone.

Xie Feng suddenly turned sharply. The massive spike that pierced his shoulder tore through flesh and blood. Enduring the intense pain, he spun around and struck back with a sword.

“Wuji Academy?” Shenxing Wuji’s eyes brightened. He then glanced back and noticed, amid the lush, verdant forest, what appeared to be a city hidden among the trees.

Along with the wood chips flying into the house, two figures appeared. The two Wang family disciples guarding the door both spat blood and collapsed, unable to rise.

Though not the same skewer, it still evoked some pleasant memories—enough to warm the heart.

“So, from now on, you two will live separately. Use the work points you earn yourselves. Don’t expect us to subsidize you. The house is yours to stay in.”

“Whoosh!” A beam of light flashed before everyone. When they focused, their hearts leapt in surprise and joy. The light was none other than Li Xin, ascending from below the cliff.

After the founding of the nation, because their region was remote and the state’s public-private partnership and asset confiscation began in prosperous areas, his family was fortunate to escape that round. They sold all their assets at low prices, including their land.

Xu Zuoyan was about to speak when he saw Xu Shiyun inside noticing their return and walking over.

However, according to their account, after the bodies were placed in the morgue, only the coroner and doctor had contact with them. So how did the blood mysteriously vanish without a trace, and what caused the carbonization?

Now the entire family lived in the cattle shed of the neighboring village. We dared not offer too much aid, only occasionally sending sweet potatoes and such.

Wang Xin had originally bought these as clearance goods. If he hadn’t purchased them, it was likely they would have ended up as scrap iron within a few years.

Even her cultivation at the seventh level couldn’t achieve such a feat. Unexpectedly, Qingfeng could. How powerful was he, really?

“Captain, the signal is correct. It’s the ship coming to pick us up,” Huang Yunfei said, analyzing the length and frequency of the flashes from afar before speaking to Lei.

“How are you? Feeling any better?” A large hand reached toward the forehead. Ling Mofeng’s concerned tone was especially heartwarming.

Almost all the village children were gathered here. Lin Xiao broke and crumbled the food to give them a big discussion lesson. Remarkably, no one in the village spoke ill anymore. The rumors deliberately spread by the Shen family had vanished as well.