Chapter 33: One Is One, What Does Zero Point One Mean?

Both ability and gender are kept strictly confidential; even the profile picture of the individual in question is just a large character for "Protected," shielding their privacy from prying eyes.

Is it really necessary to go that far?

Di Qiu stroked his chin, thinking to himself, "It seems Sikong Lu’s ability is no simple matter. Otherwise, given his penchant for showing off, he would have bragged about his power long ago, rather than just boasting about his rank as a logistics officer."

"Unless there is another possibility: this guy’s ability is some piece-of-trash support skill that isn't worth mentioning..."

Zhao Ziyi shrugged helplessly. He detested trouble most of all. Just the thought of having to call those teachers and engage in back-and-forth discussions gave him a headache. Why would he ever take on such a thankless task? Besides, he came out here to find inspiration, not to invite misery upon himself.

However, although it was called house arrest, it only meant that before the competition arrived, Long Yuan could not use his abilities or travel to other virtual planes; he remained free to move about in the real world.

The two auxiliary officers he pointed at were wary of Ye Ming's martial arts skills. Although they took a step forward, they hesitated, afraid to grab Ye Ming's arms for fear of being injured by his hands and feet.

When Grandma Di came over for a visit the day before yesterday, she had mentioned that Di Liang had been so busy lately his feet barely touched the ground. It turned out he had been hoodwinked by this precious grandson of his.

Having lived in Shanghai for so many years, she had long since integrated into the city, and her address for Wang Ping had changed from the rural "Mother" to the urban "Mom."

That smile made my face flush with shyness; I was just thankful that the lighting in the room was dim, or it would have been truly embarrassing for him to see.

Ye Hua only needed her to agree to the cooperation. As long as he could obtain sufficient intelligence, he could act according to the situation; it was entirely possible he would ditch her and work alone. After all, he had managed to obtain the divine consciousness of Khorne by himself, and he believed the difficulty in dealing with Nurgle would not exceed that of Khorne.

"Did I say something wrong?" Jin Tongtong rarely acted this way, which was quite an eye-opener for me.

Bai Chongxi knew these things well, and Chiang Kai-shek was naturally aware of them too. At this moment, his energy was limited, and he had no desire to listen to Bai Chongxi’s empty words.

"I’m telling you to hurry up and open the gate, Mu Xiaofeng. Don’t force me to use violence," Gao Ting threatened, turning his head toward Mu Xiaofeng.

The next moment, a dazzling cyan divine light suddenly appeared within the spatial rift, surging forth like a rising tide.

Qi Shanshan was still running anxiously; she seemed completely unaware of what was happening behind her, mostly because she was too worried and preoccupied.

"Kill them all together?" This tone sounded just like a superior disposing of insignificant prisoners.

Unsurprisingly, it was another night of surging fire tides and another night of restless, flame-like divine light. By the next morning, the fire tide receded, much earlier than the day before.

Although Wang Qiang had spent the entire day dealing with affairs at the resort yesterday, it must be said that the place was still in a complete mess.

After a long moment of distraction, Liu Li finally remembered to store the large quantity of materials into her storage bag.

The banner bore a line of large characters: "Exchange demon fragments for charitable donations. Only three staves available. Opportunity knocks but once; miss it, and it is gone forever."

When I looked again, I saw the youth had already dove into the chest and abdomen of the giant beast transformed from the lion cub. With a flash of crystal light from his palm, he parted the steel-hard fur, and then, with his right fist pulsing with blue light, he struck down with a fierce force.

Qin Yibai, who had been incredibly wary of Luofu just a moment ago, was now incensed by this guy's slight show of love for all living things. If not for the fact that he couldn't defeat the Holy King Luofu, he would have found an excuse to start a fight long ago.

His voice fell upon everyone’s ears like a thunderclap. What did he mean by "the strongest Feng Wuqing"?

Watching the Gragas on the screen charge into the Dragon Pit only to be pinned against the wall by Vayne, Ze Qian couldn't help but exclaim.

However, despite this, since the death of the Ancestral Dragon, the Dragon Clan had endured countless trials, and reaching this point, they were indeed at the end of their rope.