Volume One, Chapter 42: What Am I Supposed to Be?

(1/3)

Their caravan carried large volumes of goods in great quantity. By the time of departure, they had exchanged most of their cargo—except for daily necessities—for expensive spices, gemstones, and precious metals, which commanded high added value in the Song Dynasty. This left some space to accommodate people. Though cramped, it was not life-threatening.

Interlacing his fingers and stretching his knuckles until a crisp crack resounded, he opened his computer and prepared everything meticulously. After confirming that nothing was overlooked, his gaze suddenly sharpened with focus.

This was the norm in the entertainment industry, and the sorrow of those low-tier performers: to gain fame, one needed patrons and, naturally, had to give oneself up. The most heartbreaking aspect was that even when they wished to sell themselves, they were given no opportunity, forced to watch "opportunities" slip away from afar.

Not far off, Cheng Fu glanced at them with a somewhat complicated expression, then quickly turned away.

Though he had long prepared himself, seeing this moment in reality still sent a chill down his spine.

He saw his beloved ascend the stairs with an exceptionally graceful gait, and something inside him fluttered. His lower body responded accordingly... but as usual, he suppressed the reaction with the help of alcohol, pressing firmly with his hand.

Saying this, Bi Qiao wiped the sweat from her brow and racked her brain, realizing that Yuan Xin and the others were merely toying with this fellow—after all, a mere ice pool was hardly a formidable challenge.

Su Yiqing was even bolder, stomping hard on Gu Bei’s foot, massaging it heavily with one foot while smiling and chatting with Gu Yede and Mrs. Gu.

To be honest, Liu Tianyou found both the pros and cons of apprenticing with a monkey, but upon reflection, the drawbacks outweighed the benefits.

This place, where she seemed to have developed feelings but which was not truly hers, was destined to be left behind. This was her resolution in recent days. She no longer entertained fantasies of usurping positions or taking advantage of others. Now, assuming the identity of Chi Mingzhe’s “younger sister,” she was ready to begin a new life.

Upon hearing Xiao Mei’s answer, Luo Tianyang’s mind filled with doubt. After some thought, he decided that summoning the soul with her birth chart would reveal the truth.

(2/3)

“Hey, hey, hey, how can you doubt the People’s Police?” I muttered, displeased.

It was rare to see a man who stirred my heart so deeply; there was no way I would give up on him so easily.

Slowly, the flying balloon drifted across the ground, moving toward the distant darkness, leaving only faint torches flickering behind.

“Troublesome, so troublesome.” After trying for some time, I gave up in frustration, plopping down on the ground.

If Shi Lei’s clones were stacked together, their size would surely surpass that of the Hulk. So when faced with this situation, the Hulk wisely chose the strategy of the Thirty-Six Stratagems—retreat was the best option.

“La la la la la la la la…” Han Qin sang along, naturally feeling that restless stirring within her body. It was a restlessness born of looking back at the past and feeling deeply.

“The key is, this glass is one-way. From outside, you can’t see inside!” Zhang Chuzhen finally spoke the last line. Then she burst into laughter.

Shi Lei was absolutely certain that the unconscious person trapped in the black vortex, at risk of vanishing at any moment, was Zhang Zhidong. Despite knowing this might be a trap set by the evil Jia Nan, Shi Lei endured the pain of his old leg injury and dashed forward.

In terms of convenience and security alone, bank cards outstripped ancient payment methods by hundreds of times.

“Lai... lai... lai,” the sound came from the cave entrance. At this moment, Long Yang grew more tense. The azure glow seemed to sense its master’s mood, and its killing intent intensified. The dragon cat had been sleeping soundly at Long Yang’s feet since he arrived, as if completely indifferent to everything.

The old campus had few students, so nothing serious was expected. If anything did happen, there was always an excuse. This was why Sun Zhaoming could finally relax.

(3/3)

“If you use your spiritual power to enter the ring, you can sense everything inside it,” Ao Tian’s voice came to Long Yang as he felt confused.

“Serve me well, and soon your whole family will be living the high life. If you don’t, I’ll throw all of you into the river to feed the turtles,” Young Master Guan said, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth. He swallowed with a hiss and began unfastening his belt.

Hearing this, Long Pingfan examined the tree closely but found nothing unusual. Just as he prepared to respond to Wu Jiajiao, he recalled that Zhan Xian was reputed to be knowledgeable about ancient and modern matters—so wasn’t it fitting to ask him?

Lin Tiancheng wasn’t sure whether Xia Xue’s words were true or false. Thinking that Xia Xue could provide the electricity he needed made his heart race with anxiety.

Chen Jihai now needed time alone to calm down. This coincided with Bai Duanliu’s need to await the results of the spiritual research department. However, Bai Duanliu hadn’t anticipated that just as he was about to leave Zuo Chengchun’s office, the spiritual soldiers guarding near Chen’s home had already arrived.

Such incidents had happened too many times before, so no one dared to touch this snowball.

Seeing this, An Bang by “Kang’s” side shook his hand and fired a shot. Aiming carefully to avoid the opponent’s head, he wanted to prevent large-scale casualties here. Otherwise, the Los Angeles police would surely escalate matters and launch a citywide manhunt.

“Heh heh, this is the Six Paths Ghost Suppression Talisman. Even if he’s divine, he can’t escape the karmic retribution it brings!” one of the ghost officers said with a smile.