Chapter 161: Marrow-Cleansing Pill

Apocalypse: Stockpiling a Trillion Supplies at the Start Master Wujie 1278 words 2026-04-02 04:24:07

So far, her relationship with Cao Bin had been merely that of two ordinary people. She could not yet be considered Cao Bin’s woman, and therefore still had no way to truly empathize with Gu Ruyu’s feelings.

Yet as one of Cao Bin’s women, Hu Mengdie now felt that her own position had become somewhat unstable.

She had always believed herself to be the first woman Cao Bin had brought back.

The last time she had felt that way...

Becoming Academician Zhao’s assistant was tantamount to becoming one of his trusted confidantes. The road ahead had grown far smoother, and her future seemed boundless, filled with promise.

Once the food had entered her stomach, Bai Qing circulated her mental power and set the dark energy in motion, accelerating the grinding and digestion of the food. Wisps of dark energy entered her body, speeding up its absorption.

This was the fierce collision of thoughts within Peng Xiren’s inner world. What Peng Xiren did not know, however, was that the flaw exposed by the Peacock Wisdom King manifestation just now had been deliberately left by the Eastern Great Emperor.

Quite a few media outlets even went to interview those who had made the national team and those who had not, hoping to uncover some juicy inside information.

With that, Fugaku had already passed the Anbu operative and was heading toward the conference room on the highest floor.

Whether continuing his match against AlphaGo or studying its strategies, to Han Shengqi it was all a waste of precious time. He would have to wait until his own chess skills had made another substantial leap before studying AlphaGo’s games.

“This is the place.”

Tie Yi led Wang Ling and the others to the edge of the enormous depression that had caved in.

Her smile rivaled the lavender fields of Provence, radiating a brilliance capable of bringing salvation to those whose hearts had died.

“He... is dead.”

As Hibel spoke, the sorrow and despair on her face moved everyone around her.

Macbeth, wielding the blue-and-white Sword of the Guardian, stood atop the mammoth beast and roared as he charged to rescue Raging Horn Rainbow. Beside him, the long-eared warrior drew his bow and loosed arrow after arrow.

Only after stuffing Lin Yaoye’s suitcase to the brim did Wu Zhiyue leave in satisfaction. Lying on the bed, Lin Yaoye thought back over the years she had spent with Wu Zhiyue. Before long, she drifted off to sleep.

When Niu Caiping heard Mu Chunfeng say this, her face flushed crimson. She replied shyly, “Sister, you’re awful, always eavesdropping on people! Since you heard everything, what else can I say? I do like Mo Damin—I really do!”

She admitted it outright.

The reason Lei Dong was acting this way was that he felt that if Rex had not suddenly told him to go and give it a try, that damnable system might never have appeared out of nowhere.

The Lord of Nahula City and Russell, who had remained by Lei Dong’s side the entire time, naturally knew what he had gone through. But neither of them said anything to him. They simply let him think it through on his own.

Sun Changzhong’s expression changed abruptly as well. “The fact that he left those things behind as evidence and kept a fallback for himself shows that he always leaves himself a way out.”

With Pei Yuan standing guard over her, Shen Jiahe finally felt a little more at ease. Before long, she fell into a deep sleep, and Pei Yuan crept quietly back to the couch across the room.

It was merely a somewhat childish impulse to avoid reality—the thought that since KK had not yet submitted her resignation, she might as well take things one step at a time.

Shen Jiahe frowned and pondered for a moment. If they could not find any evidence, then everything Chunhe had said was nothing more than speculation. After thinking it over, she instructed the guard beside her to return to the kitchen and search it thoroughly once more.

Fan Boru’s expression remained unchanged, revealing no emotion at all. He merely nodded faintly and did not mention his son again.

“Why worry about what aftereffects it might have? Whatever they are, do you have any other choice right now?”

Dalong gave Jiang Han an enormous roll of his eyes.

Would Duma really be bored enough to make a special trip for Xu Fei? Obviously not. Then what, exactly, had brought him here this time?