Extra - After Qiao Jia Left

A month had passed since Qiao Jia's departure, yet the small town remained just as it had always been. Advanced System A002 had fully taken over all of Qiao Jia's authority and network of connections.

During this period, the human coalition bases, together with Jiajia Town, held an exceptionally grand funeral within the town.

It was dedicated to those who lost their lives in the Yudu Sealing Incident.

Indeed, many people had perished in this event.

Yet their deaths were not in vain.

Time and again, Zhou Lishui attempted to step forward and speak, only to be blocked each time by Cheng Buyou. It seemed Cheng Buyou deliberately wished to prevent Zhou Lishui from revealing the complicated affair regarding the theft of the Tiger Roaring Sword.

Inside the experimental chamber, the Dragon Gate Map had been fused into a flawless, unbroken circle, placed squarely within a transparent insulating cabinet in the center. Electrical energy was continuously fed into the Dragon Gate Jade. To everyone's astonishment, the exterior of the perfectly round, yellowish Dragon Gate Jade showed not the slightest reaction, save for the instrument panel indicating that electrical energy was being absorbed by the jade at an unimaginable rate.

Xing Wanjie hastily raised her head. Disregarding the threat of the Profound Spirit Evil Venerable, she ran forward and charged directly toward Zhou Lishui.

After leaving Wukong City, Wukong had originally worried that the journey would be long and arduous. To his surprise, the old city lord told him it was actually quite close, as another city lord was currently recovering from injuries in the ruins outside the city.

The Western-style pavilions and waterside gazebos within the villa's courtyard were arranged in a compact and orderly layout, projecting an awe-inspiring sense of grandeur while simultaneously offering the ultimate in luxurious and elegant pleasure.

How could Qin Lingxue willingly surrender a divine weapon that had been so difficult to acquire? Even more unexpected to him was that Liu Xuanyuan and Wang Ling'er had ended up fighting side by side.

Xiang Yuandong, smoking a cigarette to calm his nerves, finished listening to Phantom's words and only then noticed that the bedroom he had slept in was not his own, and that Phantom truly looked utterly exhausted.

It was trembling all over due to the swelling of its body. That size and strength were not necessarily inversely proportional was a consensus reached by everyone after witnessing commander-tier monsters and above.

With a heart full of worry, Fang Xin also grasped one of Chen Mufan's hands, gazing at him with the same anxious concern as Su Han.

The veteran core of the Artillery Regiment of the newly formed First Division had been expanded from the artillery camp of the Seventh Infantry Regiment of the Northeast Border Defense Force National Defense Brigade. Zhang Tianpeng was utterly reluctant to let these prized men of his go to the front lines to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese, which naturally required him, as the regiment commander, to continuously scout the frontline conditions.

"You don't even know how many times you've said that phrase, yet by the very next day, you're chatting and laughing with me just the same," Chen Yidao muttered to himself as he stared at the office door.

"Cui Le, release all the fire ships! Victory or defeat hangs entirely on this single moment!" He Huaiyin decisively ordered.

The old rogue was already an adept master of this art, and during their very first time, Liu Qing experienced a profound sense of supreme bliss.

The old rogue's gaze naturally swept over the two people on the shore once more, but paying them no mind, he proceeded straight ahead to complete today's training regimen.

Consequently, he brought all three of them along to stay at the military guest house. After they all had dinner together at the base, just as they finished eating, Lele gave him yet another pleasant surprise.

Damn it, buying an imported off-road vehicle back in Xijing would cost at least three million or more. A good car really was different; the Pajero could just be left for Fei'er to use as a grocery-getting car.

At that moment, Haotian's two strategists, Luo Xiang and Xuanji, were gathered together chatting. One was a gloomy old man with a perpetual scowl, bent on eradicating all alien races under heaven; the other was a successor to the Heavenly Mystery Valley who spent his days with narrowed eyes gazing absently at maps. Yet the two of them hit it off remarkably well, getting together to drink and converse whenever they had a moment of leisure.

Gu Du looked silently at the azure sky, giving only a casual, perfunctory nod, uncertain whether he had even registered the interpreter's translation.

Pushing the door open and stepping inside, he instead found an old man with a full head of white hair sitting directly facing the entrance. Upon seeing Su Mu enter, the old man looked rather surprised, seeming quite puzzled as to why a student would wander up here.

Amidst a dull, muffled thud, Chen Su and the person known as Xiaofeng both retreated several steps. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged a blow, neither managing to gain any upper hand.