Chapter 97: This Creature Devours Brains (Four Thousand Words)

On the way through the scenic area, Chen Zhao led his team over the scattered rocks blocking the path. Looking upward, he asked, “Has the area above been inspected?”

Wu Xiaoxiao replied, “As soon as the situation stabilized, we sent someone up with a drone to check. It seems to be a natural falling. Similar incidents have occurred recently in other scenic spots.”

Hearing this, Chen Zhao’s worries dissipated. After all, he had already gathered detailed information about the area before arriving.

The clones feared the monsters that Kinos wanted to unleash even more than they feared Saitama, whom they had only seen on screens. After all, Saitama was human, but those creatures were true monsters.

Even if there were things she felt she hadn’t done perfectly, the results were only slightly worse than expected—not a failure.

Once the soldiers of the Independent Regiment at Great Wind Mountain improved their combat strength and adapted again, Lei Zhan would lead them into the real battle for revenge.

The elder chief noticed his expression and asked in confusion, “What’s wrong, Old Ancestor?”

“It’s strange. My sensing shows no one inside this cave dwelling. Could that person have disappeared into thin air?” the Purple Ancestor said with a peculiar look of puzzlement.

“Lord Bai has already ordered us, hasn’t he? We’re to go to the Ethereal Palace to rescue someone. Gather the team immediately and head there,” Gao Fei commanded.

“You old bastard!” Flame roared explosively. Amid the astonished gazes, he scattered a handful of powder.

Who was responsible for this damned apocalypse? And how had those alien tribes come to Earth?

Zhao Hao felt a chill from the gaze of the Bodhi Elder. Although his cultivation was concealed by the system, preventing the elder from discerning his true state, the penetrating look still made him deeply uncomfortable.

During his half-saint period, Zhao Hao had split himself in two: one half transformed into a golden figure, traveling backward through the river of time toward the world’s genesis; the other half moved forward with time, increasing his cultivation and building his influence.

“Come in,” Huangfu Ye said, narrowing his eyes at her expression. Seeing her surprise, he gave a confident smile as if everything had gone as expected.

As for the final magma monster, Li Hongming had long prepared a countermeasure. His body grew enormously large, destroying much of the teaching building. Gathering the magma together effortlessly, he dispatched the infant wailing creature with ease.

The two sat close enough that passing notes would draw attention. A mere glance sufficed to communicate.

The main house of the Zhuang family in Rehe was never very comfortable, but the couple, Lao Ba and his wife, had unprecedented demands for quality of life, being pure hedonists. Last year, Xia Mo redrew the plans, drawing on her experience in building her own estate. This time, she disregarded royal regulations and prioritized comfort.

Thus, Coco believed that without Qian Yingxue’s deliberate obstruction, she could finally attend classes in peace.

Had he not noticed that even Fang Hao, the sect leader of the Battle Corpse Sect, dared only to challenge Ye Wulei, but never Lie Wuhen?

Ke Xiangbao was still outside on a call, seemingly dealing with something serious. The conversation was long, and by the time Zhu Tinghui pushed open her door, she still hadn’t come out.

Previously, Bai Manman’s reputation plummeted due to that video, and her bookings had drastically decreased. Now that an opportunity had arisen, she certainly wouldn’t let it slip away.

“Allocation?” Ye Ling seemed to have figured something out. His dark eyes narrowed slightly as he cast a dangerous glance at everyone.

The moment her eyebrows twitched, he sat upright, eyes tense as he watched the barely awakening person whose eyelids fluttered. He whispered softly.

Lu Chenyun’s gaze was icy and sharp. Her lashes flicked lightly, blood dripping relentlessly from her body. Her hair swayed gently, scattering droplets like rain. Sensing the hairs on her back rise, she spun around with a sword strike.

Tony smiled quietly, recalling Obadiah’s reaction when he received the pajamas Tony had brought back for him from Disneyland.