Volume One, Chapter 64: Taming the Nine-Tailed Fox

That slap nearly shattered the nine-tailed fox’s soul, leaving it too frightened to move. Su Tong gazed at the fox, her feelings hard to put into words. No wonder it died after reaching nine tails without ascending—it was a simpleton.

“Blackwater Corporation!?” Only now did Long Yun realize that the people he had just saved weren’t US or British military units, but mercenaries from a world-famous private security company.

“So you mean, as long as we go to Nightshade City, we’re certain to find our companions?” Lian Ping asked after hearing the explanation.

In this world, airplanes and flying vehicles could reach an altitude of at most thirty-five thousand meters; therefore, trying to use them to investigate the situation in these mountains was simply unrealistic.

In all of Chaotic City, only the War Hall Exchange remained undisturbed, protected by the War Hall itself.

All things considered, He Zheng was fairly composed—after all, there were very few Breakers in an ordinary city of this size, one could even say they were pitifully rare. For He Zheng to encounter one as soon as he arrived was either a stroke of fate or—unlucky for the Breaker.

Ten thousand miles was no exaggeration; Shiqin would have to walk from Jiaozhou all the way to the Zhao Kingdom, traversing at least three provinces and the territories of several lords, crossing ninety-nine rivers and climbing ninety-nine mountains, braving war and danger, just to see him.

The packaging of the main and auxiliary fuel tanks had been violently broken, causing the valuable aviation fuel to spill out.

Zhang Zhuangmo sighed. “Master Lu, your martial arts are profound; it seems that slap didn’t injure you.” Yin Cong gave a cold snort, thinking to himself that, if he hadn’t been constantly circulating his energy through his dantian these days, that slap truly would have cost him half his life.

The Holy Son of the Flood Dragon Clan had no intention whatsoever of caring for Su Ni’s fate—he’d brought Su Ni in only to see him die.

The other two squadrons conducted training exercises twice a year, scheduled for May and October.

The corridor wasn’t particularly long, perhaps only a dozen meters. Standing at the closet door and looking inward, one could faintly see a bright light shining at the far end.

“Madam…” Pearl truly didn’t want to trouble the old lady at a time like this, but the pain was unbearable and she had to call her, hoping she would move her foot. Nevertheless, well aware of the rules of deference, even as tears welled up from the pain, she didn’t struggle, afraid of causing the old lady to fall.

“How much does the whole system cost?” Shi Polu nodded, still quite satisfied with the system.

Liu Qian got out of the car. I sat inside, watching her figure as she walked toward the TV station. She said nothing after getting out, simply slinging her bag over her shoulder and hurrying inside.

I gently lifted her up. She slept deeply in my arms, never waking. I carried her all the way to the room and laid her softly on the bed. Even then, she didn’t wake, but just rolled over, hugged her pillow, and slept soundly.

Fine wrinkles were densely packed at the center of his brow, and his black-and-white eyebrows were raised high. At that moment, Sikong Ying was filled with hatred toward his flamboyant grandson, though he had long since passed away.

Yet he hesitated. His legitimate grandson would marry no one but Zhu Zixuan, but he knew full well that the boy had no ambition to rule or conquer, nor was he after anything in Jiuli—it was just a moment of foolishness.

Roosevelt set down his pipe with a long sigh. He knew the situation was lost. Even if Major General Hanks’s troops arrived in two days, the American army and navy within San Francisco would likely have been wiped out, and the North Atlantic Fleet was beyond saving. The only hope lay with the tens of thousands of troops still inside the city.