Chapter 20: Medical Repair

Over a year ago, the world of Zero had already transformed into a colossal entity, starkly different from what it was before. Anyone who hadn't witnessed the changes would surely fail to recognize the present Zero world.

Just as Erni was filled with doubt, a roaring sound echoed once more. The Law Enforcer, pierced through by the icy spear, trembled slightly, and the spear itself quivered before shattering into fragments in an instant.

Huo Xinchen took the shattered spear and, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, left the arena. Though he did not speak to anyone, his name quickly spread among the students.

“It’s time for me to shine!” Sanji rolled up his sleeves, donned an apron, and began preparing a feast for everyone.

Zhang Han was sweating profusely, sensing flaws in Li Dongsheng’s logic. After offending so many, and then infecting them with gonorrhea, who would forgive him? If he were among those people, forgiveness would be out of the question.

In truth, due to the obscuring whirlwind of dark wind, I couldn’t see what was happening inside the building and lost my sense of direction. Relying on a faint memory, I roughly estimated the window’s location, preparing to break it and escape.

Temujin snorted coldly, stepping on the petals as he strode toward the main gate. Approaching the hall, the massive double doors slowly swung open.

The first unit would be led by the military command, setting heavy traps to hinder the advance of the four elite special forces groups. These groups would need to rely on their abilities to break through each obstacle and reach the final destination.

Under such circumstances, the two confidants were naturally delighted, their loyalty to Zhang Yiyuan deepening, which brought great joy to Zhang himself.

“Indeed. Without you, I couldn’t have entered here. Even with a map, it would have been impossible,” said Master Dao San.

From Yun Ming’s recent actions, Liu Ziyin understood one thing clearly: the pit they were in limited their abilities by requiring a perfectly smooth ground.

Time flew by; none of the four clearly opposed senior brothers had been killed, yet Wu Wei was about to return to the Snow Ridge.

Yun Ming’s steps were steady, and Liu Ziyin felt no discomfort riding on his back. If not for the haunting image in her mind of Yun Ming embracing Hu Tianxiao, she might have been swayed by the scoundrel.

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“I told you, I don’t want you! Can’t you understand?” Chen Guo snapped back loudly when I yelled at her.

A single yellow-skinned spirit was enough to disrupt the old Taoist’s composure. Judging by its prowess, it likely possessed centuries, if not a millennium, of cultivation. Few beings could leave the old Taoist in such a disarray.

Yao Guangqi hurried back to the Wang Mao Li family, finding the old monk and Taoist there. “Masters, do you know Peach Blossom Town?” he asked eagerly.

The corpulent elder forcibly suppressed the urge to kowtow and stared in astonishment at the magnificent celestial spectacle above, his heart deeply moved.

“Dad, you finally emerged from seclusion! I heard you’ve successfully broken through to the Profound Origin Realm?” Zhao Yang greeted his father with great joy.

Then, as if in casual conversation, Zhou Qing glanced mysteriously behind Qin Yuxi and around the large office.

Yu Zhenzhen still wore a faint smile and said, “Who knows?” before entering the room. After quickly freshening up, she whispered something to the worried King Mo and, together with the equally concerned Shun Ying, swiftly flew away on their swords from the Broken Sky Tower.

If she couldn’t gain his approval, then any mishap later, once suspected by him, might jeopardize his entire plan.

“You mean... you can cure Zhenzhen?” Ling Haojie’s once bleak heart suddenly rekindled with hope.

Moreover, this variety show had garnered official attention and support, making other TV stations envious and resentful as they watched Phoenix TV bask in glory.

Originally, Fang Yiyu had only feigned reluctance to avoid raising Mo Sheng’s suspicions. Yet, unexpectedly, Mo Sheng’s response made him sigh quietly.

Qin Dan felt a chill in his heart. He knew well that the power of the academy’s director was beyond his current reach.

“She is your sister. Even if not by blood, you’ve lived together for decades. Why must you be so harsh?” Yun Duo turned back, glaring fiercely at Yu Pengpeng, demanding an answer.

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Ouyang Sheng frowned, his voice low and sharp as he stared at the fiery red blade that suddenly slashed before him.

“Why not kill him?” After the Yaksha Ghost King left, Mo Sheng quietly asked the Soul-Reaping Ghost King.

Recalling the recent events filled Ye Mo with fear. Had he not warned everyone, reaching the Asura Realm safely would have been impossible.

Yet he was ostracized by the Lingxi Valley he left behind. The thought struck him as utterly absurd.

After speaking, he glanced at Zhong Chunjin, who had left early. Le Xing noticed this glance and understood he was trying to speak well of her.

Previously troubled by Feifei’s meddling and then facing the ninth-ranked opponent in the arena, Jin Xia’s mood plummeted. After leaving the competition hall, she found a safe place to log off, burdened with questions.

Li Lang, leaving the mansion, was startled to see Wang Sheng pale and bloodied. He recalled the man’s furious roar on the battlefield and the hurried retreat to the town, frowning deeply.

“You have two other productions starting almost simultaneously. If scheduling conflicts arise, feel free to inform me or the director. The crew will do their best to accommodate.”

“Host, if the four of you collaborate—whether in drama or film—so long as the script doesn’t falter, it’s bound to be a hit.”

Now that the heavens had granted him a chance to prosper through agriculture, he would seize the opportunity. When the time came, he would earn a fortune, find a secluded place, and live a godlike life in retirement.