Chapter 40: The Fox Cub Dances the Yangko

Xu Ying carefully recalled and realized that she indeed had not seen hide nor hair of the gerbils over the past few days.

During the first few days after she got acquainted with the little gerbils, they would visit her daily to ask if she had any leftover food, but not a single one had shown up to check in lately.

"Tomorrow morning, I will go by the roadside to conduct a routine check on the water pipes and other public facilities, and I'll look for the little gerbil while I'm at it."

The last time they spoke, the little gerbil mentioned structural issues with its new home, and she wasn't sure if it had been repaired yet. She still owed the little gerbil...

As for snakehead fish, they also came in two types: farmed and wild. Farmed ones were definitely cheap, available for just over ten yuan each, but even back in 2007, wild ones cost around twenty to thirty yuan. As for the taste, they naturally could not compare to hers.

With a bow slung across his back, a saber strapped to his waist, and a long spear gripped in his hand, he inched closer to the city gate step by step.

The leading soldier cursed angrily, then crudely shoved him to the ground. His head tilted slightly to the side, his gaze shifting toward Banner's direction.

Fu Bai accepted the long sword, gently stroked the scabbard with his palm, and then wiped it with a handkerchief, revealing the exact same brown trace upon it.

Upon hearing that the surgery was a success, Gao Min's heart instantly settled back into her chest, and the tightly strung cord in her mind finally relaxed all at once.

After photographing every single font at Yujingxuan, Dong Xiaohang left with lingering reluctance and turned toward the direction of the wishing fountain.

Yet compared to Mei Mengzhen, Yu Xue was equally irritating to Chen Zhi. Chen Zhi felt that since the secrets were already out, there was no harm in exposing them completely.

News of the textile factory's destruction and the total annihilation of the Assassin Syndicate's killers spread rapidly through the entire underworld. Even the High Table Board of Directors was shocked by the event. However, when the New York Continental Hotel began its investigation and discovered that Lin Cheng was behind it, they halted all inquiries.

If he hadn't been afraid of wasting Yu Haiyan's culinary skills, Luo Ning would have recruited her as a scenic area employee long ago.

Far away in another plane, Xiao Wuyin gazed at the image dancing across the river's surface. Staring at the golden trident that radiated an aura of supreme contempt for the three realms, Xiao Wuyin addressed Takeshi Kaneshiro with a hint of fury in her words. For she knew that once the Five-Star Divine Artifact appeared, Li Kuafu would truly find it difficult to escape.

It seemed that Diga still harbored deep confidence in the strength of his brother Dika, a confidence unshaken by Li Kuafu's numerous martial arts techniques.

The Soviet artillery preparation had not yet concluded. Watching the battle from behind the Chinese lines, Zhao Zongyang heard someone shouting right beside his ear. He raised his binoculars, looked up toward the northern sky, and was greeted by a sight that left him utterly astonished.

Appearing at the entrance of the villa was a man of roughly the same age as Su Ruoshui, even more slender than Li Kuafu. With long hair and a face so pale it bordered on sickly, he exuded an exceptionally eerie and delicate aura.

Only Xiao Wen and Shi Guangwei remained inside the room. The two chatted casually as they ate and drank, ensuring that even if anyone were eavesdropping, they would not be able to glean an inkling of meaning from their conversation.

The next step would only be to find bone marrow for her and perform a transplant. Of course, if Lin Tiansheng could unearth a higher-grade alien meteorite, Kawaguchi Chizuki could be treated without the need for a bone marrow transplant.

Unfortunately, this was a massive undertaking. With a global population in the billions, well over half possessed no official household registration, which was why no trace had been found to this day.

When the eyes of the entire world converged upon the Republic—some watching with anticipation, others with schadenfreude to see how it would respond—the Republic played a card from its own hand.

"Who dares take another step forward?" Xueli Mei barked, extending her blade to press against her throat. Her meaning was clear: should anyone advance further, blood would stain the spot instantly.

"As for the top ten masters in the public eye, I can guarantee absolute supremacy over them in shooting, sprinting, and cage fighting. However, the top ten masters do not represent the entirety of them, and we have zero intelligence on hidden classes. Therefore, attempting to sweep all three events is fraught with danger."