Chapter 60: The Slacker Beta Who Vowed to Turn the Tables in the Interstellar Plane (4)

Because of this major accident, quite a few leaders of the military academy were stripped of their positions.

Xiandu was also blessed by misfortune and obtained a few days of "reprieve"—after reporting to the military academy, formal classes would not begin until three days later.

On the afternoon of the day before formal classes were to begin, Xiandu was still lying in bed asleep.

[Host, shouldn't you be starting to think of ways to make money? Why are you still lying here?]

Wangcai, who had been out working odd jobs, felt that the host hadn't called out to him for a long time, and so—

"Hee hee hee, did you see that? The temperaments of the Impermanence aren't all the same. As long as you cooperate with us in handling our duties, I guarantee that this fatherless fellow won't treat you like that. Heh heh heh." White Impermanence's blood-red tongue looked like a strip of red cloth; the longer one looked at it, the more hair-raising it became.

"Westbrook is just a reckless jerk. There's no need for you to be so nervous." Seeing Yi Jian lian doing exaggerated warm-ups on the sidelines, Wade couldn't help teasing him.

At this moment, in another corner of the city far away from the center of the incident, near the edge of Naraku, lay the stronghold of the Onmyodo Spells Prohibition Path.

Two seconds later, the opponent's Gragas was directly blown up and killed by Zed's ultimate. Mu Jing quickly finished pushing the wave of minions and then chose to recall to base for replenishment.

Efficient, stable, and zero-error. Such a near-perfect performance was something that even professional players who had been immersed in professional matches for many years could achieve, yet now a newcomer who had just stepped into the competition had pulled it off. This was something that could not be accomplished by talent alone.

After returning to base to replenish supplies and waiting for Xu Yanan's Kindred and Zhuge's Rakkan to revive, the UF team directly chose a 1-3-1 split push, sending Shang Moze's Aatrox to continue pushing the top lane to apply pressure to the BF team, while the remaining four of them pushed directly down the middle lane to pressure the BF team's defense of the middle inner turret.

Regarding these questions from the reporters, Park Jin-young, acting as the host, gave very cautious answers—being vague where vagueness was called for and clear where clarity was needed. In the end, the reporters realized that they hadn't actually managed to ask anything at all.

"My goodness, it truly is the right time, advantageous terrain, and harmony among people! Is my first time stealing something really going to go this smoothly?" The golden donkey crossed its two front legs, its heart already blooming with joy.

As the start time approached, the auditorium accommodating over one hundred thousand seats was gradually filling up. Six of the upper eight private boxes were already occupied, four of which belonged to major factions, while the other two belonged to a wealthy merchant family and an ancient immortal cultivation clan respectively.

The two characters "Boundary Gate" struck heavily within Jiang Dong's heart. A surge of extremely complex emotions welled up inside him, and it took him nearly a quarter of an hour to suppress the violently turbulent feelings. He still needed to confirm and verify; this matter was indeed of monumental importance.

"Let's talk about something crucial now. Where did the bomb come from? You've said so much already, surely you won't hide this anymore?" Lei Zhenglong asked very seriously.

Ion Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth as he watched Ziye step behind the screen to change clothes, only then lowering his gaze to look at his own vital parts.

It didn't quite look like a battlefield, but it had a certain feel to it. Using "armed conflict" to describe it was quite apt.

"Master, please rest assured. Starting today, I guarantee I will have nothing to do with those places anymore," Hao Chenguang immediately promised. Anyway, having to live the ascetic, desire-free life of a monk for the next three years meant that going to such places again would undoubtedly be a form of torture for him.

I pulled my head back. Lei Zhenglong saw that I was crying, but he didn't say anything. I calmed my emotions, took a few deep breaths, feeling much better, and poked my head back in.

"This princess still feels that the Fifth Prince has not been entirely honest with us. How are we supposed to cooperate in the future if this continues?"

This astonishing and terrifying speed made Huang Hong and Geng Qian truly unable to believe that the dignified elites of the Huaxia Investigation Department could be so vulnerable—defeated in less than a single exchange, having their weapons confiscated by the other party.

The preliminary examinations were complete, and there was no evidence that a second person had been present at the scene. In other words, Mr. Black 2 really had committed suicide.