062. How Do Tokyo High School Girls Make Money the Fastest? (Six Thousand Words in This Chapter)

"I never expected the young lady would come to a place like this..."

Yuki Kotone lifted her knife and fork, cutting up the cheese-topped hamburger steak on the plate before her.

This was a family restaurant with low average prices, catering primarily to students and single office workers, serving mostly Western-style fast food that could be prepared in advance. Yuki Kotone had originally assumed that Shirogane Meiko would take her to some high-end restaurant. She lowered her head and speared a piece of the high-sugar, high-fat hamburger steak.

Otherwise, she would spend the entire summer vacation in constant terror and anxiety, worrying about an attack that could materialize out of nowhere at any moment.

"What?" Director Wang was completely taken in by the bluff. Now that the show preparations were almost finished and recording was set to begin in just a couple of days, a crisis concerning the life or death of the program had suddenly emerged?

This massive surge in all sorts of data brought billions in floating capital to Dream Corporation once again.

Unlike the foolish relatives of the Gaunt family, Voldemort was extraordinary not only in his aptitude, but also in his extraordinary luck.

"That really is the case!" Wang Tingting giggled. Liu Jingling was right; unless the ratings of *I Am a Singer* experienced wild fluctuations or broke the rating records of *The Masked Singer*, everyone would just react with a sense of been-there-seen-that indifference.

Even now, Dumbledore's indulgence toward Kreacher seemed utterly incomprehensible. It was simply like his past tolerance of Voldemort's growing strength—a fatal flaw that could doom everyone, a flaw that could utterly destroy the members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Yet, all they could do now was watch Cai Zhihua leave, and one can well imagine the bitter resentment in their hearts. However, because of Li Zhongnan, the City Guard simply didn't have the guts to test the might of Li Zhongnan's slap.

"That's a dragon!" a student exclaimed, pointing a trembling finger at a terrifying monster stationed on the arena floor below the stands.

"You... are able to absorb all our attacks and accumulate them for a counterattack. The heavier our attacks on you, the more terrifying your retaliation becomes. Benefactor Toneri actually died at the hands of his alliance with me..." Although Jigen was trembling all over from the pain, he still managed to control his emotions, speaking at a leisurely and unhurried pace.

The two starting guards dragged their exhausted bodies, arms slung over each other's shoulders, as they walked toward the locker room. This game was over, but the Hornets, having lost by a mere 3 points today, would undoubtedly erupt with an even more terrifying offensive output in the match two days later.

Su Nian'an clutched her handbag and followed closely behind Qin Mucheng. As a personal assistant, she couldn't help wondering all the way: should she take the initiative to drive later?

After Mo Ran announced this decision to everyone, Yun'er and the other maids were overjoyed. Yuzhi was filled with eager anticipation, because going to the Quanzhen Sect meant she would be able to see Qingxing.

"Let's just consider this a lesson for you!" To everyone's surprise, Lin Yifeng looked at Lin Yishan and actually uttered such words.

Watching Yi Yang "escape" from in front of the camera, Terry, who had been lingering eagerly at the entrance of the player tunnel, sidled up to him with a sly and shifty look in his eye.

Three days later, some of the lower-cultivation soldiers in the main hall of the Netherworld Palace broke through their bottlenecks one after another, reaching higher realms. Upon returning, they widely publicized the matter, endlessly boasting about how wonderful and delicious the food was, provoking envy, jealousy, and hatred among those who were still a relatively long way from their breakthroughs.

"Alright, then could I trouble you to take them across?" Ozpin asked. He had his own reasons for needing to stay at the tower, even though it had already collapsed.

Furthermore, there was an even more important matter that he had never been able to decide on: should he take the mother and son with him to the Main God's World?

Jiang Dong followed closely behind and walked in. With his current Saint-grade Lightning Physique, entering and exiting the sea of lightning here posed not the slightest difficulty; even the deepest-level black lightning could not harm a single hair on him.

Ye Ruoxi didn't understand why Xie Chicheng insisted on staying when he clearly disliked this banquet, leaving her with no choice but to act as mere background scenery.