Explanation

Deep in the Chaos Sea, a frigid pillar of light illuminated. Beneath the beam of light, a woman leaned against a throne carved of cold jade, fast asleep. Her hair was silver, her skin porcelain-white as snow, and even her brows and eyelashes were an almost translucent silver. The bridge of her nose was delicately pert, radiating a frigid elegance. She reclined lazily like a cat, one hand propping up her forehead while the other hung naturally, utterly unguarded. Yet kaleidoscopic hues swirled across her immortal gown, carrying boundless Great Dao laws that drifted and sank, leaving one... Black clouds suddenly surged out from the purple clouds overhead, accompanied by a torrent of majestic energy as a planet of condensed energy pressed down upon the crown of the Tianmen Sect's patriarch. “Third, when you deal with the network controller of the mechanical lifeforms in the District of Machine Factory No. 4, I must also be present.” This condition from N2 was the last thing anyone had expected. “The black fish demon's yin soul has returned to its body.” Shen Shi immediately realized that the black fish demon's soul had likely gone back. “I'm actually quite curious. For someone with technical prowess like General Manager Li to praise another person so highly... as for character flaws, that's normal enough. Who doesn't have a few flaws?” Liu Chuanzhi remarked nonchalantly. At the Academy of Sciences, he had seen more than a few eccentric individuals, so there was nothing strange about it. “Very well.” Qin Shihuang nodded, then waved his hand. The two swordsmen instantly felt their mobility return. Leaping to their feet with a carp flip from the ground, they stared warily at Qin Shihuang. Just then, a colleague from the security department walked over, handed Security Section Chief Wang Siwei a slip of paper, whispered a few words into his ear, and left. Life held not only compromises for the future, but also the drudgery of the present. Scraping together meals by completing quests wasn't enough; to survive, working capital was also vital. To make money, Jian He returned to her old profession in Xincheng—reclaiming ghostly monsters for others. It wasn't that complicated, and besides, it wouldn't be released on an eight-bit console anyway. Therefore, running Dragon Saber and Heavenly Sword on a sixteen-bit Mega Drive theoretically shouldn't pose any issues. However, that was all for later and could be set aside. To return to the main story: what happened next? “Let's go. We're going to check in now.” Leaving the check-in tasks to his subordinates, Section Chief Zhang of the finance section quickly greeted Principal Zhou. Taking advantage of the surrounding hustle and bustle, he led the three fat men into the nearby Tianhe Hotel. Seated upright on the ritual altar, Pudu Cihang spat out a mouthful of blood. Although most of the damage had been absorbed by his subordinate Eight-Eyed Centipede, Pudu Cihang was still wounded. He finally understood how the eagle demon and the wild boar demon had met their ends. “Want to order some drinks?” Seeing Xu Zuoyan's stiff back turned to him, Cai Guowei flashed a lewd grin. He stepped into the pool as well and moved closer toward Xu Zuoyan. Since he had no serious duties to attend to, Xue Pan whiled away the days keeping Daiyu company. With beauties like flowers and fleeting time flowing like water, it was truly heaven on earth, beyond compare to anywhere else. “A page boy is better after all,” Shisiniang hurriedly refused. A maid couldn't wear a hat, and her two ears would probably frighten people. Daiyu stormed off in anger, leaving Xue Pan scratching his head. They had been talking just fine, so why had she suddenly gotten angry again? He had just been playing the role of an understanding older brother, spouting life philosophies—how had that suddenly stopped working? “And the outcome?” Qin Ming was also somewhat intrigued by this Chu Qianpo. To dare fight two on one against masters on the Hundred Battles Ranking was domineering indeed. Seeing that students had already arrived outside, Uncle Lu Ban quickly handed out the prepared helmets to the children one by one. As each child received a helmet, Lu Ban would record the student's identity into it, preventing any loss or mix-ups. Xia Yu's words sounded somewhat surreal to Thanos. Give it a try? When it came to something like this, done was done—how could one simply 'give it a try'? An ominous premonition welled up from the depths of his heart.