Chapter 149 Facing the Impact for the First Time

"Huh? Where is this?"

When Tsunade and Shizune arrived at a small town near the coast of Konoha, Tsunade was the first to freeze in her tracks.

She widened her eyes in utter disbelief, staring blankly at the scene before her.

"Why is this place different from what I remember? I recall this being completely undeveloped wasteland!"

Tsunade felt a mixture of confusion and bewilderment. The desolate image of the past surfaced in her mind, contrasting sharply with the bustling vitality right before her eyes.

Anyone would inevitably feel a bit unfamiliar when first encountering these things, but it gets better with habit. Of course, to prevent these people from wasting such items, it was very necessary for Chen Dong to inform them just how precious the things laid out before them truly were.

Upon reaching the entrance, the blue-faced ghost suddenly spun around, his clothes instantly transforming into a crisp white suit, while a pair of thick-rimmed myopia glasses appeared on his face.

Right at that moment, a series of fiery explosions suddenly rang out, and the long-legged ape immediately grew alert.

Just as Yapongs was wincing in pain, Vivi seemed to snap out of the daze of defeat, her eyes hollow as she let out a fierce, ferocious roar toward the heavens.

In the end, Lin Zhixin and Mu Qing both apologized to Kang Baoyan. In front of all the teachers and students of the school, holding a few sheets of paper, they recounted the entire sequence of events, and under the principal's gesture, bowed in apology.

The entire competition was centered around identification numbers; whether it was the challenge matches or the redemption rounds, participants remained anonymous to one another, relying purely on luck and skill.

Early the next morning, when Chen Dong got up, he saw the five men he had brought still tying up bamboo rafts, completely exhausted—they must have stayed up all night.

Actually, having the chieftain of the Black Water Tribe mediate in the middle could really save Chen Dong a lot of effort sometimes. Just like today, if the Black Water Tribe hadn't spoken up first, neither Chen Dong nor Mu Tu could have spoken too harshly to the chieftain of the Dragon Tribe; otherwise, matters might have escalated to a point where it would be very difficult to wrap up.

In the original Earth world, the soul was unobservable, unmeasurable, and unconfirmable, and all research concerning the soul was deeply doubted and attacked by various materialists.

"Thank you~" Yunyun wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes with the back of her right hand and thanked Lin Xucheng.

The swords in the hands of the Black Cloud soldiers were collected one by one and soon redistributed in equal measure, yet very few knew the true purpose behind doing so.

Guan Xintong had no idea how she had returned to her room. She only remembered that when she pushed open the door, she had startled the man inside, thinking that she must have looked far too disheveled. He did not ask a single question; he simply wiped her face and then held her in his arms as they went to sleep.

Ye Fei took the jacket and tried it on for size. Jenny helped him take off his coat and handed him the suit to put on. Admittedly, no matter how one looked at it, this white suit resembled a windbreaker, or even had a slight lab-coat vibe to it. In the eyes of the four bodyguards, it looked somewhat nondescript, but in Jenny's eyes, it looked rather handsome.

Among the princes of the former emperor, the most carefree nowadays was undoubtedly Feng Yueming. He had given up fighting for power and profit, seeking only peace and quiet now. The former empress was also gone, and he posed no threat whatsoever to the emperor, allowing him to face his circumstances with complete tranquility.

He was afraid of death, even more so than before. Because his Heavenly Sword Path was showing faint signs of a breakthrough, about to condense into sword qi. In days to come, he was destined to soar to the skies and wield wind and lightning in the mortal realm, provided he survived this ordeal. Possessing the talent for the Heavenly Sword was a prestigious thing, but to die like this, without rhyme or reason, would be far too unjust.

Weilan didn't think there was anything wrong with Loren; she would only retort when she heard things she disliked.

Although she could not personally feel that agony, from the white-robed martial artist's state, she could vividly imagine what kind of pain it was.

In order to capture this fierce exotic beast, which possessed high-tier Grade 2 strength even as an adult, the Silver Mercenary Group had staked out the Dark Night Forest for over half a month, paying the price of dozens of casualties among their team members before successfully luring it ashore and capturing it in one fell swoop with a giant net forged from refined gold.

What he had never expected was that the grotesque series of murders would become the catalyst for him to start a completely different life, while the serial murders at Roquefort House years later would mark the true beginning of his coming together with Xie Yunmeng and abandoning his acting career.

They didn't even carry lanterns, instead deliberately passing by riddles others couldn't solve to answer them on their behalf. Once they won the lanterns, they would give them away as gifts, then stride away with hearty laughter, leaving behind a wake of gratitude, envy, sighs of emotion... and the heartbroken sighs of the lantern booth owner.

"Shut up! Yu Chongming, if you dare to touch my son, I'll fight you to the death and make sure none of you know peace." Yu You roared loudly, his dark eyes brimming with a bloodshot red.

Laughter erupted among the crowd behind him... A pleasant curve naturally formed at the corner of Second Sister Yun's mouth.

What shocked Zhang Jiaoliang was that these police officers said nothing; one of them rushed forward and began beating him with a rubber baton.

Tang Shaojun was indeed a shrewd man, having thoroughly figured out Mi Xiang'er's background long ago.

She was facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, outside of which a dazzling river of stars draped over the pitch-black forest, reflecting a tall figure standing behind her.

Facing a Level 100 Boss-tier evolved zombie, even Luo Tianhuan at his peak would only be able to turn and flee, let alone now when he was not using his own weapons and equipment.

At this thought, she couldn't help but raise her head, casting an obscure, complex gaze toward the hazy silhouette looming within the bed curtains.

She then recounted in even greater detail the inventory attached to the letter from Hanzhong Prefecture, repeatedly praising that imperial relative surnamed Song. Had he not written to inform them of the prince's departure date, his entourage, and the packed baggage, their side would never have been able to arrange the exact items that needed to be sent in time.

The moment he stepped back out, Sen-sen, who had been lying on the ground playing, suddenly raised its head and cast a puzzled glance in his direction.

"Alright, Uncle Liang, I understand. You may withdraw." Having calmly uttered these words, Yunxuan once again cast his gaze toward the night sky, as though pondering something.

Zhuang Ya was too embarrassed to speak, but undoubtedly, Weng Jingyu's words had voiced her innermost thoughts.

Ou Geqin wiped away her tears and continued, "When I saw those things, I was already too terrified to even draw a breath. I wanted to help, but I was utterly powerless. Then... then she stabbed my uncle many more times with that sword, and only after my uncle died did she leave with an expression of unappeased indignation."

Gu Huaiying unceremoniously pierced through his lies, a flash of impatience flickering in his eyes. With no other choice, Ji Haitang could only timidly stammer out the "truth" as he understood it.