Chapter 44 School
When Chu Jiangyue had previously gone out alone to distribute flyers, Shen Zhigui already knew that Chu Jiangyue's abilities were definitely extraordinary.
So now when Chu Jiangyue proposed cooperation, Shen Zhigui was very willing: "Sure."
Su Zhucheng and the others had no objections. Although Chu Jiangyue rarely left Jianglin Hotel, they had never doubted her capabilities.
The group didn't directly open the school gate but climbed over the wall instead.
After all, if they opened the school gate,
"To put it plainly, they were the type that wouldn't pass AKB's audition process—their flaws needed to be eliminated.
Zhou Dongren's mind was in a daze. The distorted light from the ceiling gradually transformed into a white glow before his eyes, and then he seemed to see again that scene that had nearly destroyed him body and soul.
If in the morning at the Tang residence, Tang Song had been like a cornered dog forced into divorce, her current reaction was more like that of a superior, exuding an oppressive aura from head to toe.
Yet the beast's genes compensated for this flaw. Without humans' complex brains, their instinct to feed drove them to develop hunting desires from the very beginning. Where there is desire, there is consciousness—even if that consciousness is chaotic and crude, it remains fundamentally different from mindless clones.
"Judging by the scene, whoever set this up is ruthless, showing no mercy toward their enemies," Gao Zhan remarked calmly as he surveyed the surroundings.
However, at that very moment, a window in one of the back rooms was quietly pushed open. A shadowy figure swiftly slipped inside, tiptoeing toward the embroidered bed draped with red curtains.
At twenty years old, his appearance and demeanor had undergone a dramatic transformation compared to when he was fifteen.
Thus, when Endō Sakura and Tsutsui Ayame saw the delighted expressions in their seniors' eyes, they nodded at each other, as if confirming something.
Although your family is one of the top ancient clans and a supreme orthodox lineage in the Immortal Domain, you possess only a few stalks of undying divine medicine and undying emperor medicine.
With a sudden brake, Zhou Dongren pulled the car over to the roadside. Shi Qing was thrown forward by inertia but was fortunately pulled back by her seatbelt.
"Cousin, why are you back so early? It seems like it's still a long way till off-duty time," Hei Gui said in surprise upon seeing his cousin return home.
Continuous challenges had already taken a massive toll on his body, leaving countless hidden injuries. Not to mention he had used his ultimate move—Lightning Eyes—which nearly drained all his vital energy, bringing him to the brink of death.
Although three days had passed, Wang Yue still vividly remembered the combat method Lei Kai had used to exhaust his fingers. This wasn't an in-game combat technique, but rather an out-of-game method. At this moment, Wang Yue was considering employing this out-of-game approach.
Without the blessing of his Lifebound Immortal Seal, given his previous strength, he could only dominate opponents like Iron Dragon who had just broken through to the Great Perfection realm. Against Mo Qingyu or Shangguan Yu, the outcome would have been utter defeat.
With a slight twitch of his perception, Su Yuan instinctively shifted two steps to the left. Yet, the power that directly locked onto his very being—even his soul's essence—still landed squarely upon him.
These words weren't entirely excuses either. With the Allied Shinobi Forces assembling imminently, many of the Security Division's ninjas were being reassigned. Countless tasks piled up, and with Kakashi absent, Mizuki was indeed swamped. If not for the occasional help from his solid clones, Mizuki would have quit long ago.
In the command hall of Peach Blossom Desert Island, brightly lit, Shui Mingyue had her subordinates pack her belongings while anxiously awaiting news from Gong Chen and the others.
The previous notion of relying on some sort of crutch or method to stabilize one's inner spirit and resist external influences was truly naive. Those with genuine wisdom would never resort to such crooked means. Even Orochimaru's Eight-Headed Serpent was but the truest manifestation of his inner self.