Chapter 55 Two Good-For-Nothings

Having barely escaped death, Lin Xilan’s very first words upon waking up were, "Thank God I wasn't violated."

Hearing this, Zhou Yuheng felt a slight ripple of strangeness in his heart. He said, "Is that really so important? In a situation like that, your only thought should have been how to survive."

Lin Xilan nodded. "It is that important. I'm a clean freak, and it sickens me."

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Such a level of achievement was built upon the foundation of Director Zhou spending the greater part of his life in the industry, accumulating it bit by bit over time.

This also explained why, despite their small numbers, the trolls could fight against the alliance of all cosmic races for ten thousand years without ever losing the upper hand. The disparity between individuals was simply too vast. Had it not been for the sudden emergence of the Temple of Glory, it would have been utterly useless for the myriad races to rely merely on sheer numbers.

However, during the construction phase, Xu Ran had already given those people fair warning regarding the supply of materials. They could be allocated some of the internally supplied stock, but anyone hoping to pull strings or use personal connections could forget about it. Facing a severe shortage with many contenders and few resources, Xu Ran had no choice but to prioritize cooperation with those possessing heaven-shaking influence.

Yan Lun felt that trolls were at least creatures he could slay, and contribution points were determined by the varying levels of a troll's strength.

Flying ahead, Chen Qingxin caused the talisman to shoot out successive streams of electric current, directing them toward the oncoming fireballs. The electricity directly detonated the fireballs before the talisman dissipated, and the remaining talismans continued flying toward the Onmyoji. A single lightning talisman of Chen Qingxin's had effortlessly intercepted and neutralized a barrage of fireballs from the Onmyoji.

"Xiaoxiao, from now on, if anything like this happens again, just do as you see fit. Don't worry too much; I've got you covered for everything," Zhang Buque said with a smile.

Yet this time was genuinely different. This time, it involved forcibly summoning a person who had already been dead for quite a while straight out of the netherworld, which severely tested his capabilities.

The reward notification panel constantly refreshed with points gained from [Showing Off] and [Flaunting Wealth]. Glancing over the livestream comments and roughly gauging what the audience was thinking, Ren Yan smiled and spoke up.

Facing this scene, Meng Yi wore a dark expression yet felt utterly helpless. Could he possibly go and explain? Even if he did, nobody would likely believe him.

This scene mirrored the time she once accompanied Zhao Yi on his quest for revenge. The opponent was too formidable while she was too weak, and she was also to blame for being far too attractive—so much so that the extreme males possessed by the adversary harbored evil thoughts, beating her mercilessly until she could no longer fight back, and even preventing her from taking her own life.

He was a proud genius at the Sword King realm, brimming with confidence in his own strength. Even knowing there were sword cultivators superior to him, the gap couldn't possibly be that absurd, could it?

Shen Dinghai grew so anxious that with a frantic "whoosh," he wormed his way back into the tunnel. This was the moment he moved through the passage with the most drive.

Deliberately, she swept her gaze around Dandelion's chest, then lowered her head to glance at her own.

He had guessed Bu Qi's intentions, recognizing that he truly possessed the ability and wanting him to exert his full strength, which was why he offered benefits upfront.

Zhou Tianlu waved his hand, feeling too hot to speak. When his eyes caught sight of the popsicles on the table, a sudden look of delight lit up his face. He immediately grabbed one to eat, and feeling the chill melting in his mouth, Zhou Tianlu finally felt a bit more comfortable.

Yet the mere thought that Judas might eagerly rush to have an intimate encounter with him gave Wang Fan a mild headache.

The thin iron door creaked open, and the moment the sunlight flooded in, Ranran squinted uncomfortably. The police bureau had already cordoned off the corrugated iron shack with police tape.

From the third master's perspective, even if he and his men were to die, absolutely no one would ever turn around and betray their sworn brothers.

He naturally knew that so-called cultivation realms were only meant to categorize ordinary mortals and did not apply to geniuses, whereas the Nine-Patterned Snow Mud Lion was a true genius among mystic beasts.

Driven by a powerful survival instinct, Jiang Yali continuously uttered words that the mysterious man loved to hear, showering him with endless flattery.

Qiu Yuqiu had long since been thoroughly subdued by Ye Yuan, so how could she possibly refuse at this moment? Nodding instantly, she followed Ye Yuan as he walked away.