Chapter 18: Take a Break

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An ecological environment planner is responsible for ecological planning, environmental protection planning, and conducting environmental impact assessments.

“Xiaoming, you and Lei Zi should also take a walk around the site. Have you roughly learned how to assess the area?” I looked toward Zhou Xiaoming and Liu Lei.

Wen Xu sat upright in a chair while Zhao Qingyan stood nearby, holding hairdressing tools, attentively styling his hair. Her full, firm bosom swayed right before Wen Xu’s eyes, leaving him ravenous with desire, almost yearning to reach out and grab it.

“I have a general idea. Poison, tell me about the current situation in Tianmen,” I said, casting my gaze toward Poison, who sat silently in the corner like a shadow.

“That’s good. Next time, no matter the reason, don’t drink so much,” Wen Xu said calmly.

Deploying three forwards on the field was an unmistakable sign: a full-on assault. Real Madrid was indeed pressing hard. Midfielders had less ball possession time, trying to deliver the ball quickly to the forwards’ feet. Raul, serving as the bridge between midfield and forwards, held the ball longer and longer.

“Sorry, I’m in a hurry. Could you please step aside for a moment?” The woman who had come up repeated what she had said before.

At that moment, Song Jian clutched his head and collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing as if something inside his brain was shattering.

Just then, an Audi A8 suddenly came into view, smoothly pulling up beside the BMW. Chen Muqing stepped out with a fierce aura spreading instantly.

Kui Jiao roared furiously, his sound wave shattering Nanmen Qing’s sword blade and blasting him away.

“National Master, what you say sounds easy, but how can we naturally void their engagement?” Ye Wuqiong looked at Song Xinghai.

Usually, except when meeting the emperor, officials and royal family members wouldn’t receive such grand honors—but they did this time.

Upon spotting the target, Chen Yunxuan accelerated and launched an attack before the Green Dragon could detect them.

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Perhaps it was because the Sword Immortal Sect had already raided the old underground city den, which explained why Jialan City’s defenses were so stringent—almost every cultivator arriving was under surveillance.

Yet Chu Fengyu and Gu Ziyang found that, surprisingly, they could understand the characters written on the script.

Though her elder brother told her not to strain herself with embroidery anymore, she was used to being busy and felt restless when idle.

Two months later, Yun Muyang finally came to bid farewell to Chang Huan. Chang Huan said nothing, only handing him a basic brocade pouch containing several bottles of nourishing pills she had painstakingly refined during late-night overtime these past months to replenish vitality and strengthen the body.

The attack on the Xiluo people stunned the entire court and country. Neither the Crown Prince Taihe nor the ministers could believe someone dared openly assault Mu Yunduo.

After the soul takeover, my consciousness focused on my right hand, a thread of divine awareness entering the dead fork, sensing all around: “Qian Han, Qian Han, Qian Yu, Qian Yu…” As my divine awareness searched, I called out their names, but no one responded.

“Tar, lead them directly to intercept the incoming guests!” Ling Yun severed the wings of [Tun] with a sword and ordered Tar to charge beneath Tun with three squads.

The White Wolf knight tried to break through. Though the sea beasts blocking him were low level, behind them stood beasts capable of healing injuries. The intercepted sea beasts were clearly organized, leaving the White Wolf knight trapped with no way forward or back.

The air suddenly turned colder; the bitter night wind pierced to the bone. In the darkness, countless shadows lurked, as if the underworld had descended, death had fallen, souls were vanishing, and the apocalypse was swallowed by boundless despair.

From beginning to end, facing the unparalleled might of the extraterritorial demon, he never mounted any counterattack.

Recently, Su Bing’s strategic planning had shown extraordinary insight. Though she spoke little, she always hit the core issues, refreshing those around her. Therefore, whenever Xu Furong faced difficult decisions, she habitually sought Su Bing’s counsel.

However, just as he was about to leave Gu Xingxing’s room, intending to greet Aunt Lu and Uncle Chen downstairs before leaving—

Xue Zhixia pursed her lips tightly, as if glaring at Ye Yue; their eyes locked in midair, each trying to see through the other.

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Yet at this very moment, Zhang Yun was already in a daze, unable to pay attention to Zhou Yu. Seeing this, Zhou Yu could only helplessly glare at him.

Uchida Yasuyoshi’s death on his turf plunged Shenyang City into chaos again, causing the main camp to doubt his leadership.

“Twenty percent Earth Law!” The heavens shone brilliantly in his eyes. He unleashed the Overlord Fist once more, this time infused with the Law of Strength. Instantly, the Law’s light erupted, boosting his power manyfold.

Meanwhile, Liao Fan seized the distraction to rush toward Chen Yi.

But the enforcer showed no fear; his spirit soared to the skies, blood filled the heavens, and his supreme will shattered the void, charging into the deepest space-time.

“How much longer can Lü Bu hold on before losing himself completely?” Qin Yang’s expression grew exceedingly grave.

Seeing that the other party had surely fainted, he approached Zhan Xuan and reached out to help her up. Unexpectedly, she struggled desperately.

Though lacking the formal title of master and disciple, as long as the relationship existed in reality, that was enough. Without hesitation, Feng Mingyu offered three bows and nine kowtows.

“Cai Mao! Didn’t you say you had a history with Qin Yang, and that our alliance with Hanzhong was solid? Now that Qin Yang has fled to Xinye, what do you have to say?” Liu Biao glared fiercely at a general by his side.

After saying this, the Flowing Dragon vanished. The heavens watched where it disappeared, smiling as he shook his head. He had expected to endure a slaughter to claim the five secret realms, but never imagined it would be handed over to him this way.

The audience’s tension spiked instantly. Simultaneously, a vividly fantastical framework began to take shape in their minds.