Chapter 35: Natasha

After strolling through the shops, the two found a restaurant to have dinner.

"Mr. Zheng, I really cannot accept these things you bought for me."

Zheng Qian intended to suppress Xia Xixi’s favorability toward him; otherwise, it would become impossible to spend money on her in the future. Although Zheng Qian had no ulterior motives, having her favorability too high was not a good thing for him.

"Oh? Why not? I just saw that you liked them, so I bought them for you." Zheng Qian placed the dinner plate—

The number of patients decreased significantly at night. Being a public hospital, the environment was relatively inferior, but the level of medical care remained decent.

"Since that is the case, Yun Shan, you had better return quickly, lest your father becomes displeased." Du Yunxi let out a sigh of relief. It was fortunate that the head of the Yun family had come up with such a good solution; otherwise, there was no telling how long Yun Shan would have continued her mischief.

Watching Meng Chu'er’s shy expression, Luo Chenyu felt his spirits lift, and the gloom from the previous night vanished completely.

Luo Chenyu slammed on the brakes, stopping the car in the middle of the road. Meng Chu'er opened the door and stepped out without hesitation.

Lin Yun chuckled. He finally understood; he had fallen into a misconception. Sometimes, the raw power of a spell was not the most important thing.

The Princess of the Rouli Kingdom received the Emperor’s promise and turned to look at Feng Qize. She happened to catch the exchange of glances between Feng Qize and Du Yunxi. With a smile on her face, she remained unbothered and took her seat alongside the envoys.

"Leave him be. If he wants to handle it, let him. If doing so makes him feel better, give him the chance," said the eldest, Xu Xing, delivering the final word.

The power of lightning was too immense; Lin Yun could only barely wield it, lacking the finesse to control it as he pleased. Especially during his battle with Chi Yan, Lin Yun had discovered many fatal flaws.

Their skepticism was a helpless reaction, for it was truly just Tang Baihu’s baseless speculation. That others echoed his sentiment was merely because they could not stand Wang Zha’s eight poems, driven entirely by jealousy.

With his remaining mana, he could not provide direct assistance; doing so would not only fail to help but might also invite danger. Therefore, Chen Nan transmitted his thoughts to "Duck Egg" while shaking his arms, shattering the ropes binding him entirely.

***

Lin Shiba was deeply shaken. He thought to himself, "I have been mired in these worldly entanglements and infatuated with Miss Bing'er, falling into the torment of a hell of my own making. In truth, hell does not exist—it was merely a creation of my own mind."

However, for some reason, two thousand years ago, all sects and families had sworn an oath: never to practice demonic arts and never to recruit those possessing demonic souls. Once discovered, they would inevitably be purged by the martial artists of the world.

The next instant, a blurry figure appeared before their eyes, gliding across the waves with extreme elegance.

Wu Yong began to understand Itachi’s plan... using another application of the "Kotoamatsukami," which continuously influences a person, to affect Sasuke.

Zhang Xia looked at Yang Ming as if she didn't recognize him, scrutinizing him with an amiable expression. She even wondered if this was truly Yang Ming, or if someone had possessed his body.

Xiao Zichuan rolled his eyes. "You have all decided so firmly, making the choice for me—what else can I say?"

Suddenly, various sounds filled the air. Some arrows exploded, some split the glaciers in two, and others shattered the ice entirely; the destructive power was truly terrifying.

A guard carried a package and respectfully presented it to Qin Kan. Qin Kan took it and opened it to find his own Crescent Moon Blade. This blade had been confiscated by the Tianren Sect on the desert island; he had not expected to see it again.

Qiu Fenglie understood this naturally and didn't mind. He knew that sitting on top of a turret would surely attract paparazzi from every high vantage point, so he tried to speak only about trivial matters while eating breakfast.

Fang Hao looked around to see if there were any red envelopes, but there were none. After finishing his cake and milk, he wiped his mouth and walked to the door, pressing his ear against it to listen for zombies.

He hurriedly got into his car to head back to the church, but halfway there, he received a report that the troublemaker had already been taken away. His mind remained unsettled, and he was even somewhat afraid of meeting Feng Ling'er, so his vehicle swerved and continued to drift aimlessly.

Opening the door, he walked slowly into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. Suddenly, the phone in Ye Tian’s pocket rang. Ye Tian took it out and pressed the answer button.

Once the selection method for the remaining two spots was finalized, they, like the hundreds of other Mu family disciples planning to participate in the challenge, began preparing intensely.

Renya clutched his cheek, taking a long time to recover. With a bitter, relieved smile, he closed the villa door.

A golden light pierced through the sky, falling from the firmament onto the motionless Yaksha. The Yaksha’s massive body appeared like a cracked stone statue, as a fissure suddenly tore across it.

***

At the same time, they noticed that the restaurant served dishes on flat stone platters or fragments, which complemented the natural theme beautifully.

Qiu Fenglie was full of confidence in his captains. Even the newly promoted Imufu and the greenhorn Julie had solid potential, and the veteran captains were more than capable of guiding the two novices. More importantly, with him there to supervise, he could provide real-time instructions.

"Tch, you can never wake a person who is pretending to be asleep, and therefore, you can never shake my feelings for Mo Sangsang," Mao Mao said seriously, turning to walk outside.

"There is an old monkey that often brings us fruit. It looks chubby, so we call it the Fat Monkey," Zhang Manyin laughed.

The store manager was extremely enthusiastic, crouching down to open the shoe box to hand it to Ji Xiao, but his hand was intercepted by Jing Mouxian before it could reach her.

"Polite and principled, and handling matters with such clarity—no wonder Jin Xiang is the head of the Jin family!" many thought to themselves. This was not mere bootlicking; Jin Xiang genuinely possessed the ability to earn people’s respect.

Jian Na’s expression changed. She gripped the handles of her cart tightly, looking from Qu Ling to me.

I had realized her intention: she wanted me to open the contract myself and peel apart the glued section.

Taking a deep breath, I walked over calmly. Yu Fei watched me approach, stood up, and pulled out a chair for me.

Ji Xiao suddenly felt a heavy sense of helplessness. Jing Mouxian was still in the operating room, his condition unknown, yet his grandmother was already pulling her aside, chatting warmly about her marriage to him.

With a single order from Qiu Tianning, all personnel involved in drafting the Mars Project took their positions immediately, organizing teams to finalize the plan.

The Base Group was no exception: the Outer-Earth fleet would arrive in a few months, and every country had a large number of people waiting to migrate to the Moon.