Chapter 43: Visitors at the Rescue Shelter-Funcionária pública cria fofinhos, e eu voo alto com a pátria e viro o queridinho do grupo(Pequena lótus que escava a terra)

Xu Ying's eyes lit up, and she immediately shared the idea with the head of the sand rats.
[Alright then! We help each other out!]
"Good buddy!"
Xu Ying logged into the work system and searched through the data for locations without groundwater layers. Soon, she marked three places on the map.
"Let's go. I'll lead the way. We'll check out these three nearby spots first to see if they are suitable for you to dig holes."
Xu Ying got on the motorcycle, and the sand rat chieftain lightly...

"Your dad is Li Gang! How dare you trespass into the forbidden zone and talk big? Brothers, kill him!" The leading disciple of the Li family produced a nine-foot broadsword from somewhere and aimed a slash right at Kang Mang'ang's forehead.
Meanwhile, the thief group and the shadow emissary group also stealthily crept toward the ships. Taking advantage of the fact that the vessels had not yet cast off, the thieves either used displacement skills or climbed up ropes to board the ships.
In the gastroenterology ward, after consulting the doctor, Chen Tan bought some plain porridge and returned to the room.
Various pioneer corps had already taken the field with their weapons and gear. And Qin Cang was about to make a final effort for the last team of pioneers.
Brother Dao was feeling indescribably comfortable right now. It had been a long time since he encountered a battle of this caliber. Dying a few times had given him a deeper understanding of the Dao of life and death. Although the feeling of the first death was particularly distinct, by now, having died several times, he felt nothing at all.
Although she didn't remember the last time very clearly, the near-miss in the dormitory not long ago was crystal clear to her—she knew very well what thing had been pressing against her.
Rong Jin even more exaggeratedly picked up his mobile phone, turned on the video recording function, and aimed it at Qin Chu standing at the front.
...advance on the other flank, advance directly, or strengthen firepower on the spot, but this only applies under the condition of a single-flank attack.
"Take us to see the operating room," Wang Chaoyang said after gazing at the starry night sky.
As soon as Zhao Bingyan uttered these words, the looks many employees cast at me became even more disdainful. After all, in the eyes of many young people, I was probably just a monster draped in a flamboyant wine-red dress, completely devoid of taste or class. Asking them to learn from me? That was simply wishful thinking.
Along the way, Shen Tianlin made desultory conversation with me, mainly inquiring about some aspects of my life after the divorce. I kept my answers as brief as possible, as I dislike discussing my emotional life with people who aren't particularly close to me.
To her surprise, there wasn't a single abusive comment in the message section. The comments from just a few minutes ago still read like this: Is the author really okay?
Inside room 1601, Jin Hansheng opened his suitcase and took out the clothes Shang Lu needed to change into.
"Red diamond pendant? I got that from the design school, and it's my evidence. How could I possibly give it to you?" Mo Wei also stopped in his tracks, shouting defiantly as if deliberately opposing Long Yi.
He took it out and looked at it in front of him. I saw the name clearly displayed on the screen: it was his mother.
Another twenty minutes or so passed, and those colorful lights disappeared as well. It seemed that within that time frame they had bathed and changed, turned off the television, and were ready to move on to some pleasant activities.
For the first time, the ringtone I was so used to hearing felt piercingly harsh. With no strength left, I pulled out my phone and pressed answer without even looking at who was calling.
Sun Yanling's long sword swept out a flash of sword light, resembling a dense net. The five incoming arrows somehow touched the sword light, bounced right back, and shot back toward their senders.
It was rare for her to call Qiao Mingjue under her new identity; why did he happen to be stepping out just at this unfortunate time?
Seeing that the few of them were only eating pastries, Lin Chuxun was afraid they would be thirsty, so she personally picked up the teapot and poured each of them a cup of tea.
Ye Nuanye waved his hand at him. He knew that Xuanyuanyi's gratitude was for his honesty about his past admiration for Sheng Mingzhu and for his blessing of their union.