Chapter 97: Eighteen Years of Youth, Frozen in This Moment

"Wasn't his first choice Fudan University?" Lin Xiyu asked, a little nervous. "Tsinghua is further down the list, so by order it shouldn't be their turn yet."

"He's the top scorer in the province. Of course he's different from us." Wang Fan cast her a meaningful glance. "As long as his records haven't been taken away, anything is possible."

"Good grades really do make all the difference." Qu Peng sighed with feeling. "Top schools are his pick of the lot. Tsinghua University even promised him five hundred thousand a year."

"Madam, Old City Lord, we're back. We've worried you these past few days." Seeing the two of them, Lan Ziyue thought that now the elderly couple should finally be able to relax.

"Eden..." My throat went dry. I watched as Eden walked into the operating room, and the moment the door closed behind her, my own nerves only grew sharper.

I just loved hearing her act spoiled, her voice soft and sweet, with a faint magnetic lilt that seemed to melt into the heart like glutinous rice.

The Covenant was a terrifying weapon created by Simeon, designed specifically to hunt Awakened Ones. Its name was infamous, its terror notorious. Once it locked onto you, it would track your information and never let go until one of you was dead.

With the first desolate howl of a wolf, another and another rose in quick succession, until the sound became one long, rolling chorus.

"All right, I'll give you the silver." Long Qianjue took out the money and was about to hand it over, but Lan Yiyi stopped him. He looked at Lan Yiyi in confusion. What was Yiyi doing? Didn't she want him to buy it?

Very good. The top three on the rankings have already all been taken by our South River Evening Rain. Behind them, War God Hall and Xi Chu Overlord are close on their heels, with three or four people each making the list. Only the Flowing Grace Family is barely hanging on thanks to a lonely lament, while Snowflake Ballad's guild leader, Fine Snow Dancing, has risen to fourteenth place, much better than the previous ranking in the twenties.

Although I had tried hard to forget the game, to forget Lin Ruoxi, when Zhang Yiyi suddenly brought it up, I still could not help but tremble deep inside.

Just as I was preparing to ask Sister Huanhuan some more questions, Granny Suyun's kindly voice sounded from outside the door. She even waited a moment before pushing the door open and stepping in, carrying a red-lacquered wooden tray in her hands. A rich aroma of food drifted out at once.

Before the meeting adjourned, Gong Ying'er, who rarely voiced an opinion at company meetings, spoke up and raised one matter: she asked the finance manager to transfer and hand over the portion of the sales profits from the past three months that belonged to Xue Chen.

Right then, a figure suddenly burst out of the clouds, rushed toward the enormous crater, lingered there for less than a second, and then fled toward the distance.

After hearing that, once the state and the army activated the emergency escalation warning after the outbreak of the apocalypse, survivor bases capable of sheltering one hundred thousand people each had been established in various places across the country. With large military forces also protecting the survivors, the Zhang family suddenly seemed to see a new hope.

As for the senior student, she had naturally come to see the handsome junior. This time, the school had thrown every gate wide open for the welcome assembly. The whole campus was busy preparing for it, and reportedly quite a few reporters from outside the school would also be coming, though they were probably all here for that genius musical boy, Mu Su.

Bai Chengguang was stunned for a moment. Thinking of my attitude toward the Bai family, he immediately understood a great deal. Bai Shao's death had left me carrying an obvious sense of guilt toward them.

But the instant Ying Luo appeared outside Yanmen, several sharp killing auras locked onto him at once. Nearly at the same time, more than a dozen attacks came flying toward him.

And these law crystals had been discovered personally by Chen Mo and Shen Ling'er. Who else would dare to act recklessly?

The moment Zhao Tianlei fell to the ground, the mutated barbaric bull immediately charged after him, raising its front hooves and preparing to stomp down on the man lying there. Zhao Tianlei had no time at all to care about dignity; he rolled away in one continuous motion, tumbling out from under the bull's hooves.

The main gate was, as always, packed thick with people inside and out, chatting and laughing in a liveliness even greater than New Year itself.