01. Visiting a Friend in Jiujiang

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Early summer.
The humming of insects.
Lu Xun, a recluse living Buddha who has cast aside worldly concerns, spreads his arms wide to embrace the afternoon breeze.
The wind carries faint, lingering wisps of sultry heat.
Lu Xun sheds the shackles from his body, and even his taut nerves begin to relax.
Though the modern world lacks profound supernatural power, it leaves him feeling exhausted and weary.
Fortunately, it was all worth it; not only did he receive protection and medical care from the capital, but he also learned from the broker about the man in the silver-white mask.
And then… he re-strapped the dozen assault rifles to his back, dusted himself off, and that was it?
When the tsunami struck, the shockwaves radiated across the sea in ever-expanding circles, traveling to distant reaches.
"After the outbreak of war, the Republic of Turkey must mobilize 1.2 million troops to be deployed under the command of the Allied General Staff! Of these, 600,000 must complete mobilization within three months of the war's commencement," declared Field Marshal von Manstein.

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The four men reacted with great intensity, clearly accustomed to handling such matters, and they carried themselves with an air of immense arrogance—as the saying goes, even a low-ranking official at the prime minister’s gate holds a position of power.
With this strike, the massive axe, seemingly weighing a billion tons, cleaved through the void, tearing open a black hole as the surrounding space collapsed in a terrifying spectacle.
Here, everything is quiet and peaceful; come to think of it, living here in the future wouldn't be a bad choice.
A sharp glint flashed in Li Yan’s eyes. "Brothers, the Jiangnan region is the crown jewel of the Great Ming. In the past, sixty percent of the imperial court's annual tax revenue came from Jiangnan, which speaks volumes of its prosperity."
However, legends are legends, and if one were to insist on who among these three is the undisputed, uncrowned king of the bespoke tailoring world, no one could truly say.
This consortium from the south was once ranked third among the top ten, but after being swallowed up by numerous families led by Morgan, its strength has fallen to the ninth position.
The many deities slumbering in the Courts of the Gods could not help but open their eyes, their gazes piercing through the barriers of space and time to witness the disaster unfolding on Earth.
"Boss Xiao Yan?" Zheng Ga noticed a change in Xiao Yan's expression and felt a sudden curiosity; the look on his face clearly suggested he was deep in thought.
"What is it? Who told you not to answer my questions properly? You've made me so angry—I’m never cooking for you again! Just starve for all I care." Ye Lili, ignoring the soup stains all over Han Yuchao, walked away without looking back, retorting in a huff.
Emperors might find dragons, but there are ways to manage the business of raising them. Furthermore, dragons have incredibly long lifespans, and a single one can be utilized for countless years. In other words, the Hua family only needs to capture one; a single dragon would be enough to sustain their descendants for generations to come.

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"Cha..." At this moment, Gengar walked up to Sheren like a child who had made a mistake, looking utterly at a loss.
Rather than exposing himself to a father whose majesty and cultivation grew more formidable with each passing day.
"Alright, let them go and investigate; you all just focus on your own tasks. Blood Mourn, Rose, even though I requested you from Commander Chu, there is no need to be so formal—just treat this place as your home," Liu Hao said with a smile.
Feng Baobao’s graceful figure was displayed to perfection during the fight; she wore a loose white martial arts outfit, with the smooth skin of her midriff occasionally catching the light beneath the hem of her broad top.
Since the veteran general has already taken the field, the remaining work is to anticipate every possible crisis that might arise for him.
A muffled sound came from the campfire; a few sparks flew out, only to vanish instantly into the darkness.
Xuan Qingzi and his two companions felt helpless. While they had conspired with the Holy See to set this trap, aiming to sow discord between the Heavenly Secret Sect and the Heavenly Secret Masters, they were not without the ambition to take the Heavenly Secret Sect’s place themselves.
It was primarily because Lin Mo had picked up on some clues, sensing that something might go wrong on Fifth Lingfa’s end, that he had summoned Xiao Yong to hurry over.