Chapter 147 Leaking the News

"The old man is dead, I know that."

Tsunade's tone was calm, yet it could hardly conceal the complex emotions deep within her eyes. Lowering her eyelids slightly, she continued, "I also know that Konoha is currently agonizing over finding a new candidate for Hokage. But with the village suffering from a generational gap right now, who can they possibly find?"

A hint of contemplation and helplessness laced her words.

When Tsunade spoke thus, Shizune's feelings were even more indescribable.

On the surface...

"Well, I can play the footage for you! I have so many—" Shuzhi caught herself mid-sentence and swallowed the rest. She had wanted to say how many fun videos and experiences she had, but seeing her fourth sister's desolate expression, she feared that showing her these images would only make her yearn even more to leave Chu Xing.

Humans arriving from the outside world would naturally feel physically and mentally refreshed upon first entering this environment, but if they lived here long-term and then wished to migrate to a standard human colonial planet, they would have to endure an extremely painful adaptation process.

All the golden sword qi vanished into thin air. This fist technique was peerless and tyrannical, possessing a divine majesty that seemed to suppress the nine heavens, resembling an ancient god of fire turning a wheel of blazing flames to crush the heavens and earth.

As if to corroborate Yang Tian's words, a commotion suddenly erupted outside the door. Although ordinary people could not even access the third floor, the noise downstairs was clearly too loud to be contained by the barriers. About a minute later, a squad of heavily armed soldiers rushed in and knocked everyone to the ground.

Within a year, he had won over the Chinese community in New York and was very popular in Chinatown. However, some New Yorkers still looked upon him with disfavor.

Although the optical brain was offline, it had evidently encountered the most dangerous situation, activating its ultimate protection module and instantly forming a holographic barrier across his chest.

The Jazz still failed to solve their offensive problems, continually clanking shots. Wang Jun grabbed another defensive rebound, finishing the half with 5 points, 15 rebounds, and 1 assist—by no means traditional perimeter statistics.

Glancing at the virtual screen where that abnormal light spot could no longer be scanned, a trace of worry arose in the subordinate's heart.

Under Yang Tian's bombardment, in less than five minutes, the US military's mecha was beaten into scrap metal by Yang Tian. The American soldiers on the ground were also treated to Yang Tian's hospitality, howling in terror as they began to retreat.

Looking at the Joy Buddha destroyed by Su Xin, a trace of reluctance flashed through the eyes of Venerable Longzang.

Hattori Saizo clenched his fists tightly and sighed helplessly. Ever since becoming an elite ninja, this was his first failed mission.

As soon as the open beta began, players logged on like dumplings being dropped into a pot, and all three districts filled up overnight.

Wang Xinyyi steadied her emotions and recounted the whole story to Lin Peng from beginning to end.

After a long silence, Qingheng, seeing that the First Elder remained silent, slowly spoke, "Let it be like this. Everything that needs to be explained has been explained, and everyone must take care of themselves." With that, he turned, took his seat, and closed his eyes, ignoring the heated discussions breaking out behind him.

Although Ziyue looked cold, that aristocratic aura could not be concealed. "What name should we give it?" Her single question struck straight to the heart of the matter—concise, direct, and without any superfluous words.

"Go farm..." Ludinos wore a dark expression, picked up Dean's hoe, and walked toward the field furthest from the Alliance of Gods of War.

Knowing that this battle was like an arrow strung on a bow and had to be fired, Yue Zhenlin had his disciples display all their skills to take the vanguard, launching a full-scale assault on the Hundred Beasts Pass.

Under Ouyang Shuyan's freezing words, Wu Xin finally snapped back to his senses completely. He took out his wallet and pulled out a few hundred-dollar bills.

Everyone was shocked. Indeed, there must be a traitor; otherwise, how could the enemy have infiltrated the troops? Furthermore, they were just about to break through the enemy's lines—why had someone suddenly given the order to retreat if not because of a traitor?

Kiritō Hiroto exerted force once more, crouching down and slamming both hands onto the ground! A black, silver-headed spear instantly materialized in his grasp.

The setting sun cast its glow upon her alluring face, yet her slightly narrowed eyes revealed an unprecedented ruthlessness.

At least for now, Wu Yu had discovered some problems. Although he did not yet have a clue to untangle the mess, Wu Yu knew he was not far from uncovering the truth behind those events.

He still remembered when he had impulsively taken this child as a disciple. On one hand, it was because of Feiyang's fondness for the child; on the other hand, it was because the child had a simple mind and a pure nature. It was not because he lacked contact with many people, but rather that this trait seemed to have been ingrained in him by birth.

"Within Lin City, General Che controls a portion of the army, making him the greatest threat to my worthy nephew. Fortunately, the other factions are still adopting a wait-and-see attitude and have taken no practical action. Despite General Che's constant running about, his gains have been minimal," Hong Mingcong similarly remarked.

Fukushima's expression betrayed terror before he closed his eyes, awaiting the descent of the blade. Yet his hands remained tightly clamped around Lin Feng's ankles without letting go. When the expected blade failed to fall after a long while, a cold bead of sweat rolled down Fukushima's temple, and he slowly opened his eyes.

At dinner, Wu Yu realized he had severely underestimated Xue Hao's appetite. Originally, seeing Xue Hao's two-hundred-pound frame, Wu Yu had deliberately cooked extra food, but in the end, he had to boil a fresh bowl of noodles for Xue Hao just so he could reach eighty percent fullness.

Griswold, one of Diablo's chief generals, was fiercely brave with extremely high attack power, though slightly lacking in agility. He had once single-handedly destroyed Cain's village, with tens of thousands of villagers and militiamen perishing at his hands, all merely to imprison the holy monk Deckard Cain.

Hospitality was hard to refuse, so Yue-tang and I pulled our clothes up to cover our legs. Fang Heng's coat was very thick, and before long, Yue-tang and I grew warm. Yet Fang Heng sat on his stool alone, hugging his shoulders and shivering. He cared about his pride and, fearing that Yue-tang and I might feel awkward, desperately fought to suppress his trembling body.

Yu Lian was so moved by her words that even her body stirred slightly. Outside, she could maintain the facade of a stern persona, yet upon returning to her so-called home, few people genuinely regarded her as one of their own. This chilling indifference left her momentarily at a loss for what to do.

After the purple-robed youth and his companion slunk away in disgrace, Feng Shaoming and the two others also departed, heading toward the southern dense forest.

Ye Chen did not possess particularly refined features, but his facial contours were clean and gave off a very comfortable impression.

On the second day at work, Zhou Yu took the initiative to call Tan Jian. Tan Jian was overjoyed. Zhou Yu asked Tan Jian to invite Liu Yong out for a late-night snack, instructing him not to mention that she was the one treating, but rather to present it as a surprise. Tan Jian foolishly agreed, and Zhou Yu smiled as she looked at the phone.