Category: En-Corona On Oculus

The goods in the estate were quickly sent off in small batches—only two or three at a time. They were mixed in with other models of telescopes and secretly spirited away by several individuals. Taken away as well were the copies of originally made newspaper sheets, which had been placed inside along with the telescopes.…

The dark, walnut-grained wooden door stood quietly before him. Edgar Jin Christie stared at the newly nailed thin iron sheet, which made the door look as if its eyes had been covered. He wondered if he had the right room. “Coming.” Inside the room, Yang Zicang, who had been lying face down on the bed…

“Another Ancient Gold grade piece of intelligence! “ Amidst the gasps, Yang Zicang, who had analyzed and confirmed the truth of this matter, looked at the fourth piece of Golden information he had obtained from yesterday to today, feeling as if his entire being were floating slightly. This might not be a coincidence, but rather…

The Soldier Army warriors of Blackwhit Consul guarding at the door suddenly discovered that the beaming Fogfolk people were rushing out of the room cheering. At the same time, bursts of cheers erupted, appearing in scattered locations like sporadic gunshots in the distance. “What’s going on? ” Semiss stared somewhat bewildered at the group of…

The hotel instantly buzzed with activity. At the counter, Motav, now dressed in a crisp new white outfit, was pushed to the very front by the crowd. Amidst the noisy gathering of over twenty people, Yang Zicang, who was still filling out the check-in contract forms, was suddenly joined by the figure of Bin Duo…

Donning the headphones, Ang Pailisi—Colonel Brownlion—listened to the voice coming through. He swept a glance at the few remaining people in the room, made a quick decision, and began speaking in a soft voice. In a language no one had ever heard before, he murmured into the headphones: “‘The Storm Ode of Emerald Peak, Volume…

At that moment, Yang Zicang felt that his thoughts had never been so rational, yet so utterly muddled. “Alright, listen up, my friends. “ He Yishu walked over, draping a hand on Yang Zicang’s shoulder, and said with a smile: “This inn is truly amazing. These are your old friends, right? ” For this last…

As the rippling patterns along his body faded away, Yang Zicang silently set both feet down on the hotel’s carpet. Of all times, they had to come knocking for a bid now. Sure enough… someone had already sold out everyone’s interests! Yang Zicang extended his hand, glanced at the room key labeled with the brass…

{Eh~ } Little Sour Sour, covered in a black, shimmering sequined dress, opened its slightly wide and long mouth, its eyes sparkling with the wonder of seeing something unknown for the first time, as it leaned in towards the gap where the stone slab was gradually dissolving into a large hole. Li Li Ya, suddenly…

The whistling sound of the wind swept past the ears of Zhou Feng and his companions. The huge carpet, loaded with machines and several boxes of video tapes, swept across the vast, boundless ocean. Yang Zicang, clad in the black military uniform of the Advisory-Client, sat on the edge of the flying carpet, his gaze…