Chapter 73: The Arrival of the Tsunami

Cao Bin looked at the fellow and smiled. “What, do you want to go out and get soaked in the rain?”
“Woof, woof…” Wukong barked even more excitedly, his tail wagging so vigorously it was almost like a propeller.
In the end, Cao Bin turned around, scooped Wukong up, and carried him toward the lounge area he’d set up back when…
“So you’re saying someone wants me dead?” Chang Qing, a man nearing fifty, actually responded with excitement after Ran Sinian suggested the possibility, as though he’d been hoping for something like this all along.
“This is truly absurd. But judging from the circumstances, the symptoms those two are exhibiting really do resemble those who disappeared earlier,” Shu Yao remarked.
“See, a nightmare could turn out to be a pleasant dream, and a pleasant dream might be something even deeper and more enlightening. So if you’re too embarrassed to share your dreams, you’ll miss out on a lot of useful information.” Ran Sinian concluded, using the example of Lu Zhen mainly out of curiosity, hoping to coax Rao Peier into speaking.
He walked to the bedside and looked at Tao Xinghua lying there. Her body rose and fell so faintly that, without close attention, one might mistake her for a corpse. The earth demon carried her up.
Ran Sinian could hardly believe his ears. If Yuan Xiaosheng was telling the truth, then he must really have lost his mind.
“Just press here, that should do it, right? Hmph, Junjie Oppa, record our little escapade. Let’s see how you plan to ditch me after this.” In the video, Yu Wen murmured shamelessly to herself.
“What about the original body? Where did it go? According to this theory, if two identical people appear at the same time, shouldn’t there be two bodies as well?” Huang Jun asked.
“Escape—” Their eyes lit up. Every player wanted to break free from the game and escape this hellish world. But saying it was one thing; actually making it out was another matter entirely.
It was rush hour, and it took Qi Meng and me forty minutes just to reach the Haitian Grand Hotel. Fatty Chen had arrived before us and already ordered. As soon as we got there, he called for the dishes to be served.
“You really are insane! My stupidity back then didn’t just kill that homeless man—it was as good as killing you too!” Ran Sinian gritted his teeth, voice trembling with rage.
The moment she put down her chopsticks, her face had already turned an ashen blue from pain, cold sweat beading on her forehead. Even the ebony chopsticks bore clear traces of moisture from her sweaty palms.
The martial world was utterly stunned. No one had expected Cheng Tianheng to commit acts so depraved that even beasts would be ashamed.
This was the benefit of joining a powerful organization, especially SkyNet. Now, SkyNet’s people could be found all over the world—wherever there were people, there were members of SkyNet. Even though some were only peripheral members, as long as a member provided valuable information, there would always be a reward.
“Brother, don’t…” she said shyly, her voice already fractured and trembling, wavering between rejection and longing.
At first, he’d been indifferent and playful, teasing her over her name, always ready to banter and bicker with her.
When Baili Angju arrived, he didn’t know she was still alive. So even if she had died, Baili Angju would likely have used her corpse as leverage, demanding infuriating terms from Lu Li.
If there was only one way forward, Zhao Yan might have tried to force his way through with the least loss possible.
She spent her eighteenth birthday in the snowy wilderness of Hokkaido, anxious and on edge, but managed to get through it safely.
The moment she wound her arm around his, an unexpected ripple stirred in his heart, and the image of that snowy white flashed through his mind.
Lost in thought, Lin Jiu couldn’t help but sigh, lowered his head, and trudged forward in silence.