Volume 1, Chapter 26: Guohong Grand Hotel!

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Clutching two packs of cigarettes, Xu Mo walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative. Xu Datou, following behind, felt as if he were dreaming. In such a short time, Hei Zi had spent thirty-one yuan and twenty cents? That was equivalent to more than three months of earnings at the cannery.
"Hei Zi, what were those things you mentioned earlier, the 'Hua-zi' and 'Mao-zi'?" Xu Datou couldn't help but ask.
"Tobacco and liquor!"
For instance, the practice of "ingestion"—to put it simply—refers to breathing exercises and dietary regimens intended to nourish both body and spirit; it is essentially therapeutic nutrition and the cultivation of one’s temperament.
Zhou Yaya was truly filled with hatred. Once she married the Regent, she would not let any of these people off.
Last time at Songya, Ling Yu seemed to be intentionally currying favor with Shen Huan. At the time, she didn't know if it was because the other party wanted to suck up to Shen Huan or for some other reason, until the recent controversy surrounding her exploded online—Qi Kai discovered that some of the troll accounts specifically smearing her had dealings with the Ling family, and even asked if she had offended anyone within the Ling clan.
Miao Huai planned to bond with at least five Li-snake spirit beasts. Considering the long term, it would be worth it to set up his own equipment.
Although Shen Huan had interfered in her private life many times before, he had never complained about these matters, nor had he ever spoken to her in a harsh tone. If anything, it was she who found everything about Shen Huan disagreeable.

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Suddenly, her husband was being so kind to her that she never even considered that such abnormal behavior could stem from a desire to kill her.
After dinner, Father Qiao and Qiao Dong processed the rabbits in the courtyard, while Qiao Nan and Qiao Bei washed the dishes in the kitchen.
With Qi Yue not around, Qi Xu felt less inhibited and asked, though her smile didn't reach her eyes.
As long as she wanted to, borrowing a kitchen here wasn't a difficult task; a single phone call or a word would suffice.
Facing the Doomsday Descender who was far more powerful than himself, and influenced by a portion of the "Apocalypse's" power, Ye Huan was reminded of the final moments on Death Island. Just like back then, Ye Huan was facing an enemy that completely crushed him.
"Welcome to our Institute of Archaeology. I hope we can work hard together in the future!" Sawatari Sakurako said with a smile.
"Junior Brother Ye, the three of us brothers have a good impression of you. If there are any opportunities in the future, we will be sure to call on you," Ouyang Qingqingfeng said.
In addition, members like Meng Fan and Cheng Tao joined; their combined strength was at the Ninth Level of True Essence.
"Why are you destroying the successor of the Duan Tian Palace? What is the meaning of this?" Ye Xingchen asked.
To begin with, the refinement process was extremely difficult. The ore body was very brittle; if one were to attempt to remove impurities through hammering, it would likely turn to dust with a single blow, making it difficult to even make basic use of it.

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That day, four enormous stone pillars descended from the sky, signaling the beginning of the world's destruction. Death, war, plague, and famine swept across the globe; people began to slaughter one another, disease and death ran rampant, and hunger drove the masses to madness.
After all, they only appear once every five hundred years. Although the lifespan of a magical beast is much longer than that of a human, before reaching the Heaven Realm, a thousand years is the absolute limit.
Han Xiao hurriedly scanned his surroundings, then glanced at the sword case in the corner, fearing it might suddenly attack him. Fortunately, it lay quietly where it was, as if it had turned back into a lifeless object.
Whether it was true or not, Xiao Yao, being a newcomer, could not draw a conclusion, so he observed in secret, integrating into the lives of the people here to learn through observation.
This was also a good opportunity to have a proper exchange with these intelligent beings who had lived for thousands of years.
But don't forget, this is only the first group; looking further down, one can see the disparity between the two sides.
Wu Shuang's hand was as supple as if it had no bones; holding it felt like gripping a piece of soft, tender flesh, leaving one feeling completely at ease.
Deep below this canyon, the elders of the Rothschild family had deployed countless black hole bombs. The principle was the same as that of a black hole energy gun—at the moment of detonation, they could completely swallow and absorb all surrounding matter.