Author: Oilinstor

Croft walked over, pulled up a chair, and sat down. –I’ll cut to the chase. This time, I’ll authorize you to use my philosophy for free.– –Oh?– Huan Bao’er’s eyes narrowed. –But… well…– Croft glanced at Gong Huanwu. –I mentioned it to Officer Gong this morning. Looks like he hasn’t told you yet.– Hearing that…

After the Yao Shu Ling clearly informed him of the situation regarding the Fate Trajectory side, Croft still responded with such a dismissive attitude. Both directors were furious. Gong Huanwu arrived at the small villa nestled in the garden. –Director, may I ask when you will personally come to guide our team members?- –Didn’t I…

In a circular glass room filled with the fragrance of flowers. –Your Excellency, Director Croft.– The odd man, standing by the window with his hands on the railing, gazing at the sea of blooms outside, lifted the corner of his eyes and turned his head to look at Gong Huanwu behind him. He said in…

–I’ve been thinking the same.- Wang Dingshan agreed without hesitation. –We’re not here to enjoy ourselves—this is a world full of danger.- –But merely increasing the difficulty shouldn’t be the Demon Hero Hall’s original intent, even if that’s important too,- Yang Zicang said. –Then what do we do? It looked easy when we watched, but…

Around ten o’clock the next day, the crowd in front of the Special Action Group command room was so lively it nearly blocked the passage. –Good morning, Russ.- –Good morning.- When Zorro arrived, at the entrance of the large room resembling the presidential office, Yang Zicang and Jiao Ma were already there. Next to Jiao…

[Red Director-General Huan Bao’er begins assembling the –Magic Hero Hall Special Action Team.-] [Huan Bao’er invites me to join the Magic Hero Hall Special Action Team.] Among the attendees, eighty percent chose to join. Those who refused were immediately told they could return to their previous work and were given a day off to catch…

A fold of light shot through the surrounding air—it was actually Captain Jiao Ma. {Zi Zang, come back quickly. There’s a major mission.} –Did the company just say something about building a city?- So this little girl wasn’t here to cause him trouble. Yang Zicang breathed a sigh of relief. {Exactly. Just now, our company…

The earthbound spirit Bo’an lowered his head to glance at the bound Hong Haocheng, then looked at Yang Zicang. {I can feel from your mental energy field that you are not a bloodthirsty person. I hope you keep your promise. Although I have no way to punish you.} –Don’t worry. As for this guy,- Yang…

On the third day from the end, the moment that mental pressure erupted, Yang Zicang sped toward the place where the battle had broken out. From his flying carpet, Yang Zicang saw the kid—whose arm had already regrown—being chased by a group of people. That team from some city number had actually managed to send…

Beneath the earth, currents of energy coursed, seeping into the stone coffin and forming countless cobwebs, yet finding nothing to bind. An oppressive weight pressed down, and rope-like shadows slithered across the palace walls. {Let’s go. We can’t stay here long.} The earthbound spirit lowered its head, stretching out its palm so that the crippled…