Chapter 131: Isn't this against the rules?

All eyes turned toward the doorway. Standing there was a young girl wearing white sneakers, form-fitting jeans, and a loose green sweatshirt printed with a cute teddy bear, her head topped with a baseball cap.

The tall, radiant girl looked up at Kong Haishong, who was seated at the head of the table, the pure silver clover pendant on her earlobe swaying gently. It was only when she lifted her head that everyone caught sight of her breathtaking beauty beneath the cap.

Chen Anqi refused to give up and called again, the smile at the corners of her lips growing ever wider; it was three o’clock now, so the surgery must have already begun.

Watching Old Man Xu continue to paint leisurely on rice paper, he let out a cold snort.

Conducting experiments was, in itself, a form of cultivation. Some senior researchers had unknowingly reached a level close to that of a Golden Immortal, and the brain-computer interface allowed these experiences to be transmitted to others. The entire Saturn base was essentially a super-brain composed of a hundred thousand human neural cells.

Yang Zhiyuan did not leave just yet; he looked at the still-steaming tea before him, his throat moving as he swallowed.

After climbing to his feet, he was filled with rage, feeling deeply humiliated; he had been only a single step away from victory not long ago.

The naval soldiers, their hearts gripped tight by terror, were like lambs awaiting slaughter, completely stripped of the ability to resist.

At that moment, Chu Qing finally understood why Bai Chen had asked her that day at the theater, "How long have you lived?" He must have overheard her using sorcery to inquire.

If she could win the championship, there would be no need to keep eating; in truth, devouring food so ravenously was a rather unpleasant experience.

"Weren't you overtaken by the Ghost King Vine? How is it that you still exist?" Li Zhe was baffled. The Ghost King Vine had occupied her spirit-nurturing coffin, possessed her corpse, and stolen her fortune, but the situation was clearly not that simple.

Zhang Yali could not handle such a shock; she rushed forward in a panic, heading straight toward Huo Ting-shen.

Chen Junmei simply could not refuse Anya, so she opened her mouth to accept a candied hawthorn. Only then did Anya take the skewer back and begin to eat with great satisfaction.

Watching the look of gratitude on He Aiguo’s face, Boss He was deeply moved. He had to admire Ye Zifeng’s tactics; with just a five-percent stake, he had won over He Aiguo, who had been with him for years, and turned him into his own proxy within the company.

Zhang Sanfeng was momentarily stunned. He realized he hadn't been affected by the opponent's aura, and after a brief thought, he understood: he had become immune, having been stained by a trace of divine essence from his time with the King of Hell.

It seemed this Ye Qingqing truly hated him, otherwise, why would she have agreed to do this for Zhou Yusen?

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master, something terrible has happened!" Asheng shouted urgently the moment he entered the Green Bamboo Courtyard; there was not a moment to lose.

Though the concubines still wore expressions of sorrow, they pressed no further, and the good-natured Emperor continued to comfort them.

"For this, the first step is to pulverize the medicinal herbs into a paste!" Zhang Sanfeng explained as he used a kitchen knife bought along with the pressure cooker to mince the ingredients.

When Leng Yue took Meng Xingchen’s hand and arrived on the street, passing by the Full Fortune Restaurant, she noticed an unusual crowd. According to the gossip, a great beauty had arrived at the restaurant, drawing everyone to gather and catch a glimpse.

"Who in the capital doesn't know Brother Li! Brother Zhang, don't you worry, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!" Xiao Huaxiong began to boast on Li Tianyi's behalf.

By the time Peng Tan and his group arrived, the sixth round had already concluded in a tie, making the final round of the match absolutely critical.

Seeing Gong Changfa speak this way, Wei Qianzhang felt a bitter smile rise in his heart; this man was truly single-minded, honest to a fault.

It was only in that fleeting moment that Chu Beichen’s cold, stern expression softened just a fraction.