Chapter 60: The New-Style Grain Transport

Looking at Chi Nairui, Chi Baiyi assumed she didn't want to go home yet and still wished to continue playing at Elder Chi's place.

However, upon second thought, if he actually used quicklime, scattering it might not allow him to get close to the opponent quickly even if they got hit, and it might even end up hurting his own eyes. After all, he was no quicklime martial saint; for someone aiming for a swift and decisive victory, it would rather be a self-imposed restriction.

The ferocious wind pressure accompanied by fierce force effortlessly tore apart the bricks and stones on the ground, as if applying sheer strength to a piece of tofu. An excited-looking Wudao seemed like a fierce beast unleashed from its restraints, emitting terrifying wheezing gasps from his mouth. The very next moment, his figure vanished from where he stood.

Besides, a rich aroma of fried rice was currently pervading the restaurant, completely masking the smell of stinky tofu, so none of them noticed anything unusual.

Therefore, during more than a year of education at the mutant academy, not only did Jason fail to stabilize his superpower, but he made it even worse.

In regard to this, Ye Zhenting gave explicit instructions that the entrance must feature an arch made of pink roses, with flower petals strewn all the way along the path, immersing everyone in a sea of flowers.

It is situated on the upper reaches of the Hong River flowing through Xincai County, to the northeast of present-day Pingyu County, and is only thirteen kilometers away from Pingyu County.

Various negative energies continuously poured into Xu Hongyi's consciousness, leaving him momentarily dazed.

Hearing Wenren Xiao's suggestion, Lin Shufen hesitated a little. If she had to trouble the village chief just for finding a job, wouldn't it seem like too much of a bother to others?

On the interface presented by the system, Wudao's integrated senses clicked firmly onto the Calamity Seed category.

At first, they did the same, living absent-mindedly in a daze, patiently waiting.

Li Jinyu hurriedly pulled back his hand, but was still clipped by the blade. A shallow bloody scratch appeared on his wrist; had he been half a beat slower, his entire right hand might have been severed.

Gchiju looked at the flying Dao Tree in dumbfounded astonishment. Even as the towering Golden Clan Holy Master and the ancient patriarch of the Golden Clan, he seemed utterly incapable of understanding why something he had cultivated himself was now abandoning him.

Wang Tu glanced sideways. In the photograph, a youth in white, holding a crimson crystal longsword, blocked the highway, while facing the front of the highway was a half-year-long preparation drill army from the United Kingdom.

At this very moment, they felt a heartfelt sense of pride and belonging for being members of the human race.

As long as you can defeat someone who violates the Galactic Code, that person will become your successor to guard the galaxy, and your contract will automatically terminate, restoring your freedom.

Zhu Qiao and the other three watched in astonishment as one after another wingless thrips hovered in the air, then flew forward close to the ground, finally understanding why everyone wore a gourd hanging on them.

The terrifying black dragon directly and tightly trapped that fellow in the center. He scurried about frantically, wanting to escape, but could find no way out whatsoever, nor any direction to flee.

Especially since this guy might be carrying several human lives on his back; it was just hard to imagine what kind of experiences could forge such a cold-hearted person.

Qin Ran had already summarized the first-generation mecha, and regarding the design of the second-generation mecha, he already had a general direction in his mind.

Wheel King Jin had the talent; being able to cultivate the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Merit to the tenth level undoubtedly marked him as a person of extraordinary aptitude.

Madam Zhang looked at it and, perhaps brainwashed, felt it really looked similar, nodding in deep conviction.

What could she say? Zhou Hanyan continued to carouse and dissipate after marriage; aside from that night of accidental intimacy, their usual interactions could hardly be called harmonious.

Hyuga Yunchuan paused, avoiding specific intelligence and resorting to a classic non-answer to steer clear of the topic.

Before leaving, in order to deliberately leave traces showing someone had entered, Gao Yuan fabricated numerous footprints.

Immediately, a large group of people crowded around. If not for considerations of harmony and sensing no malice from these people, Chen Mo would likely have directly deployed his Soul Banner.

The golden light of morality, condensed from humanistic merit, was not something to be easily trifled with. Usually appearing harmless to humans and animals, it was now stirred by Nyarlathotep and instantly erupted with formidable power.

Sarutobi Ryuichi's death was originally just that, but Kakashi was specifically made to bring back intelligence on the Kirigakure ninjas, pointing the spearhead directly at Kirigakure Village.

The meaning conveyed in Jiang Weiguo's words was very clear: those scientists who originally supported them still needed to be sent to attend the conference, but these people were only there to help put up a facade.

Another thirty minutes later, Zhang Zilin lay there completely limp with aching arms and hands, unwilling to move even a single finger. Inexplicably, she thought of Gao Yuanyuan—how on earth had this ex-girlfriend of her boyfriend managed to handle this man?

"All right, then we won't talk about it. When are you leaving? Since you're already here, I'll still treat you to a meal." He had no idea what the girl was hesitating about, so let it be at that; Fu Luo had no desire to keep playing any mind games.

She knew there was no opportunity left. Matters had developed to this point, and Captain America had already made up his mind; even if it wasn't true, it was true in his heart.

Therefore, he had no choice but to use his superb flight skills and leverage the surrounding personnel and bodies to maneuver around these aircraft. Fortunately, these aircraft were biting closely, and the anti-aircraft artillery on the aircraft carrier next to him had all ceased firing out of fear of hitting friendly targets, otherwise he would have been shot down long ago.

"In 1864, in Sand Creek, Colorado, USA, the U.S. army waited for the peaceable Cheyenne warriors to go out hunting, waited to attack and slaughter their families left behind, and then seized their land." This bearded man recounted a history of U.S. massacres of Native Americans and seizure of land in a gloomy tone.

Among the slaves rescued from the tribes, the men who knew how to ride horses were all incorporated into the five cavalry brigades of the Western Regions Army, while the men who could not ride horses were also assigned to the temporarily formed infantry units. A considerable portion of the male slaves who could not ride horses were people of the Jin State.