(87) The acid rain... the snow has come.

"Aunt, cousin really is dead—scared to death, both she and her child," Liu Yi said with a gloating smile. If one ignored the malice flickering beneath her expression, she would appear as soft and adorable as a plump little sparrow.

Just as she was about to provoke Liu Xi further, several uniformed mercenaries strode over, urging Liu Xi to hurry and cook.

So, she had come as the army's cook.

In her previous life, she’d heard the lab researchers discuss this kind of ‘chef’...

Swallowing all her bitterness, sorrow, and resentment, Tang Qiaofen stifled the cry of pain rising in her throat. She looked pleadingly at Si Hongming, whose brows were tightly furrowed.

If these allied states of the Central Plains continued their scheming and infighting, how could they possibly withstand another rise of the powerful Chu?

Let these commoners feel grateful to her, support her reforms, and in doing so, subtly weaken the gentry and their lackeys’ authority.

If I’d known, I wouldn’t have come so early! Li Fei grumbled inwardly. He’d arrived at this hour just to see if he could find Shen Teng and the others.

Sacrificing General Fei as cannon fodder provided both sides an opportunity to renegotiate their bottom lines—Fang Shiming thought that cunning Huo Fangyi would surely understand this.

Chi Ning asked again: the night they found the person, when she cleaned Cui Xingjue’s body, the bruises and scars were actually the least of it.

In the past, Bai Yanwei might not have been particularly respectful to scientists like them, but he always did whatever they requested.

Mu Se cast a grateful glance at Cui Mingjue, then knelt down, smoothed the creases on the pillow, put it back on the bed, and did not get up or leave.

This also meant that Kepler—the planet—had enough land to support intelligent life, with many continents yet to be discovered.

It was late autumn, and the weather was gradually turning cold. Although the sunlight blazed outside, the window was shrouded in the shadow of the building across the street. With the breeze, it was still rather chilly.

Instantaneous damage, unless it reached an utterly terrifying degree, could never be as deadly as persistent, continuous harm.

Once Chen Hu learned the task wasn’t limited to a specific currency, the burden in his heart finally lifted. As for the random task’s reward, though there was no raffle, ten thousand experience points was certainly generous.

Once again, he had come—asking after the illness, learning that Wang Feng had little time left. He sat by Wang Feng’s bed, tightly gripping his uncle’s hand, unable to stop his tears.

Seeing the barrage of comments, Chen Hu was speechless, but the two honey badgers on his feet allowed him to regain his balance. Recently, one foot had always felt lighter than the other, which was uncomfortable. Now, with a matching pair, he might as well take it as exercise.

When he returned to the camp, nearly all the tents around the imperial barracks had been dismantled, and carriages were parked outside.

Wei Qing perhaps did not yet know that, compared to the other three armies, his achievements were already worthy of the annals of history, shaming even the most renowned generals.

When Yan Yi closed the door, Jian Mofan could still clearly hear laughter from the entrance. He felt he had never embarrassed himself in front of Yan Yi quite so thoroughly.

Though Real Madrid’s head coach Zinedine Zidane staunchly supported last season’s Champions League hero, his weak position in transfer negotiations meant he could do nothing to stop the president’s determination to reshuffle the roster.

The sound it made was not language at all, yet Jian Yang somehow understood it. From its words, he found the key to breaking through the bottleneck that had plagued him, and a true way to defeat the evil dragon.

Otherwise, how could two people with such fine talents produce a child entirely devoid of spiritual power?

At the end, Commander Dai glanced meaningfully at Zhang Wei and patted him on the shoulder. With many years in the military, there were some things Commander Dai was well aware of.

The middle-aged man wore a gentle smile, but his words carried a hidden warning for Qin Jiu to feel the early autumn chill.