Author: Oilinstor

Xue Qi steadied her breath, turned her gaze to Bai Yuan, and after composing herself, began: “Hello, could you tell us about this hotel? Is it not a manifested Thought-Reality field that has truly descended? “ Her voice drifted as she glaced down at the diamond-set Ferald pendant hanging from her neck; the crystal cartridge…

Yang Zicang shot a dirty look at Bai Yuan. Filled with childlike glee, Bai Yuan continued his introduction to the onlookers: “At that time, right after we got here, I saw Mr. Yang here being chased by an evil bus monster, totally out of control, running for his life. So of course, I, this dashing…

｛I have counterbalanced 170,000 N!｝ ｛My cumulative enduring order exceeds 100,000 N… I, the Great Quadrilateral, have begun the investment rebate process.｝ A wave of murmurs rippled through the crowd. Before they could even see what had happened, two bodies crumpled to the ground, amid the car sickness-inducing, nauseating scent of perfume. ｛I distribute an…

“Whew, that was close!” bellowed “Taishan,” who had just scrambled to his feet, shoving his dislocated jaw back into place before mumbling, _”Rudolph, cripple him!” Only then did he see Rudolf’s fingers, which had been shattered by the explosion. The man had just grasped the bullet at an almost extreme speed, and Yang Zicang had…

“But those things are only attainable by the most elite experts. If anyone wants a five-hundred-year Chrono Weapon, you better first prepare your mind for the possibility of having your head punched clean off by demonic creatures. “ “And what about the two-hundred or three-hundred-year ones? “ More people from the Travelers’ Guild arrived, and…

Downstairs. The first “expert” Yang Zicang had ever encountered, Bai Yuan… was now at the entrance of the deserted Maritime Bureau’s “Fishermen’s Supply and Abnormal Maritime Incident Registration Office,” observing the scene inside. Within the roughly sixty-square-meter room, a man and a woman, both looking quite uneasy about their current situation, carried small wooden buckets…

｛I, the Great Quadrilateral, can obtain a catalog of my personal past glorious experiences at an investment of 10N per entry.｝ “Sir, before you leave, let me see just how much glorious light this short stretch of your time has already nurtured, alright?“ This was precisely what Yang Zicang wanted to know. Having accepted such…

Faced with Yang Zicang’s slightly aggressive questioning, Distributor Di’an felt a pang of unease. I wonder just how much that Saint he encountered told him about the Moon Realm. This guy is deliberately pressing this question now, clearly trying to devalue me. But Di’an was clearly immune enough to such situations by now; his expression…

Moonlight draped like a light gauze over the high-backed revolving chair by the window and the large desk before it, cluttered with small trinkets. Di’an, seated comfortably in the leather chair, chuckled lightly and said to the intrigued Xue Qi: “Depending on factors like completeness, rarity, intensity, and the distinctiveness of the event it belongs…

“Wait… “ Yang Zicang turned his head to look at the onlookers gathered on the reef. The argument he’d overheard earlier between the head of the Maritime Bureau’s Supply Station and the traveling merchant echoed in his mind. A realization began to dawn on him. “Are you saying the transaction you mentioned is about… my…