Chapter 48 Suspecting a Possible Case

Hearing this, the little white cat’s tail wagged happily once more.

Since the shop was quiet, Sang Ye used a small cargo trolley to load up food, drinks, and a batch of large bowls, and went along with the little white cat.

Upon arriving, they finally understood why it had taken the little white cat so long to return, and just what it meant by "quite a few."

This time, there were roughly over a hundred stray cats and dogs gathered together, completely occupying that small strip of green belt.

I couldn't help but gasp inwardly. What kind of realm was this—could it be the Soul Formation stage? I had truly kicked an iron plate this time. Without a second thought, I immediately decided to flee, and my figure vanished from the spot on the instant.

Although dawn had yet to break, Bing Lan and her companions had long since lost all sleep, staring blankly at the slumbering Yuan Qing.

"Go on then." Suppressing the turmoil within my heart, I waved my hand, wishing I could chase all eight of these fellows away.

Having discarded the mountain-opening axe and the golden melon hammers, Lei Ming felt much lighter. Only the black python whip remained at his waist. He understood the principle that "a simple brick can shatter martial arts"—as long as he had a weapon in hand, waging a revolution would be much handier.

"Hmph, if I said the two of us were just passing by, would you believe it?" Mimicry floated in midair against the howling wind, the nine snake tails writhing endlessly behind him as he clenched his Ape King fists and smiled mockingly.

The notification that the side quest had been completed appeared in the system, letting Ye Xiao know that his upcoming trip to Marine Headquarters should not encounter any major issues.

"What is going on! How come I knew nothing about taking on an apprentice!" As soon as I stepped into the Metaphysical Society, I asked in bewoxidation.

The Great Demon King Duan Shengyan was introducing Lin Kongxue to Jin Wutian for the second time, except neither of them had ever laid eyes on Lin Kongxue before. For reasons unknown, Duan Shengyan seemed intimately familiar with Lin Kongxue, rattling off every single thing she had done in Xunhu as if they were his own treasured possessions.

"It's fine, just do your best." Qin Fengyu knew that he couldn't put too much pressure on Duan Lun right now. Turning around, he walked back into the operational briefing room and calmly stepped inside, watching as the others engaged in an intense and serious discussion about the subsequent battle plan.

It was just the most ordinary of job interviews, yet he had unexpectedly encountered the billionaire chairman of a multi-tens-of-thousands-person conglomerate conducting interviews personally! How was he supposed to recount this to the children? Wouldn't that be turning an inspiring story into a tale of sycophancy and opportunism right in front of the boss?

"Some of my mushrooms are edible, but others you cannot eat casually. Eating those will kill you," said Pinkie.

I watched as he pulled it from the desiccated corpse—a wristwatch still caked with flesh, its surface covered in scraps of clothing and rotting meat. Why on earth would he want such a filthy thing? Could it be an antique, or perhaps a gold watch?

Besides, even if Zhan Shou changed his fighting style and won because of his hint, people would still say Zhan Shou's victory lacked honor.

Amidst the chaotic battlefield, it should have been impossible to hear that voice clearly, but this was not a sound produced simply by human vocal cords.

They had all been eaten by the fatty. Of course, Lingdang wouldn't be foolish enough to bring out the elixirs she had hoarded herself.

"Rain... Rain Shaman, the flames tried to snatch my God of War golden token. Please, Rain Shaman, protect me." Lingdang looked utterly terrified, her voice trembling and stuttered.

Everyone longed to be the first to witness Tu Xingshui, the pinnacle mid-stage Mahayana grand cultivator of the Chiyou Continent, truly stand up and cultivate like a normal practitioner—bringing hope to all those cultivators across the Chiyou Continent who suffered from the inability to cultivate.

"Don't worry, our morale is sky-high. Once we finish this tuning, if there are no issues, we can embark on our new journey," said the Pineapple Sister.

Nuclear bombs were formidable indeed, but if a city was equipped with a shield system, nuclear bombs would be rendered useless once activated, as the shields could completely block them.

Li Daochong slammed on the brakes, bringing the spirit-levitation vehicle to an abrupt halt. "Get out and walk back yourself," he dropped those words before stepping out of the car.