Wasshi City has arrived.
Based on the number of civilians from the Living Army.
Xu Xi did not take them directly into the city.
Instead, they chose to land on the outskirts and notify Yanshan City's Supernatural United Bureau, asking Director Zhang to dispatch professional personnel to arrange accommodations for the civilians of the Living Army.
The people of the Living Army are not ordinary individuals.
They all possess varying levels of qi training.
In the real world, they would be envied by many as supernatural beings.
With Xu Xi's reputation, the Supernatural United Bureau of Yanshan City quickly mobilized, bringing various supplies for the Living Army and even setting up mobile kitchens on the spot.
Vehicles moved like a busy web, and crowds surged.
Their metallic exteriors gleamed with a silver sheen.
"Xu brother, what are they doing?"
Faced with never-before-seen metal beasts and experts in white coats, the civilians of the Living Army, including Niu, were hesitant and dared not approach the vehicles of the Supernatural United Bureau.
The Living Army is brave and fearless.
They dared to confront the celestial stars with their mortal bodies.
Yet, the civilians who make up the Living Army are also timid and cautious.
Faced with unfamiliar things and unheard-of technology, these poor civilians were filled with resistance, wanting nothing more than to hide behind Xu Xi.
Xu Xi's back was their only safe haven.
"It's okay, Niu,"
"They are just preparing a meal to give you all a hearty feast."
Xu Xi smiled warmly, using a gentle tone to explain the scene to the civilians.
They seemed to understand but were still somewhat confused.
Having grown up in a martial world, they were too unfamiliar with Earth's environment.
It was only their determination to see Xu Xi again that kept them standing there.
Xu Xi knew this well, so he had patience with each person crossing over, trying to understand as much as possible that the emotions between each other in this world are mutual.
Simple people risk everything to see Xu once again, as it is only natural for Xu not to abandon them.
"Ah, it's so fragrant!"
"I can smell it, a really fragrant smell!"
"Doggie, hurry up and wipe your drool, don't embarrass Brother Xi."
Soon.
The mobile cooking areas set up by the Supernatural United Bureau's convoy released a tantalizing aroma, not only carrying the refreshing scent of rice but also the rich fragrance of boiling oil.
At this point, people finally believed.
The giant metal beasts in front of them weren't man-eating monsters.
But oversized iron pots for cooking.
Those strangely dressed people in white were undoubtedly master chefs.
Yes, it must be so!
Although the logic was a bit flawed, the civilians of the Living Army, through their own interpretations, gradually accepted the presence of the Supernatural United Bureau.
"This is a good start."
Seeing the unparalleled desire for food in people's eyes.
Xu Xi smiled.
Smiling for the Living Army, who could finally have a full meal.
His smile was cheerful and satisfied.
Then, Xu Xi asked the people to wait in place and used spatial magic to return to his courtyard in the city center.
The past regrets had been revived, and there was concrete news regarding Wu Yingxue as well.
Therefore.
The matter he had entrusted to his sister and the witch to search for the martial world could now be considered concluded.
Xu Xi wanted to return home and inform the two women.
So that they wouldn’t waste unnecessary energy.
"Wow! It's so fragrant!"
"It's getting more and more fragrant! I really want to eat!"
"Mother, I'll scoop you some meat later."
After Xu Xi left.
The outskirts of Yanshan City were left with cooking staff and the eagerly waiting civilians of the Living Army, along with the furtive Red Dragon Rex Santos."
Steam rose, white and blurry, obscuring people's vision.
Warmth enveloped them comfortably.
The warm vapor was soothing.
People were immersed in the aroma of the food and the heat of the steam, paying no attention to the Red Dragon, who was slowly backing away.
Cautious and sneaky.
The Red Dragon scanned the surroundings repeatedly, ensuring no one noticed him.
Only when he had retreated to a safe distance did he let out a long sigh of relief.
"Perfect.
I can leave now."
"The Dragon Slayer... too terrifying!" Before leaving, Rex Santos cast a fearful glance toward the direction of Yanshan City.
Xu Xi's existence was simply too much to handle.
Not only was his own power formidable, capable of dominating the Red Dragon,
But he also had several unspeakable taboos existing by his side.
The witch, who had slaughtered countless gods and brought the era of magic back to an era without gods, was already enough to terrify the Red Dragon and make him shiver.
Unexpectedly,
Today, another mysterious powerhouse emerged, whose killing intent was even stronger than that to which of the witch.
Muttering bitterly to himself, the heart of Red Dragon Rex Santos was filled with a sense of sorrow.
"Upon the Dragon God.
Your vengeance, your glory, the dignity of the Dragon Race.
I’m afraid I cannot retrieve them for you…"
The Red Dragon's voice was filled with sadness and dejection.
The Dragon Race was once proud and in hasard.
Rex Santos, as a member of the Dragon Race, had been favored by the Golden Dragon God during his childhood, regarding the Dragon God as a respected elder.
After the Dragon God's death.
Rex Santos had had an aspiration, to avenge the Dragon God and shoulder the glory of the Golden Dragon Race.
To lead the Dragon Race back to its former splendor.
Such passion and excitement lasted for a long, long time.
Until you were brought To the real world, Rex Santos first encountered Xu Xi, then met the witch She had traumatic his mind Super Man Leaker Man.
Reconceptualizing confronting fear, he hoped Bonerate even held onto the last bit of fantasy.
Perhaps he would experience a sudden leap in his cultivation.
Someday he would surpass the witch?
The red dragon thought so but was dealt a heavy blow again today by an unknown master
The oppressive aura that struck directly the heart of the red dragon nearly took his life on the spot
The painful suffocation, the horror of death, scared red Dragon's soul in an instant.
He profoundly understood one thing."It's impossible... I can't win this lifetime..." as if losing all strength, looking at the sky,
The red dragon sounded extremely disheartened;
"Dragon Deity Your Grace I must never pay back. But within the Dragon Clan's glories still exist through me Please rest in peace!"
With a heavy sigh,"I hear the humans of this world say. to express separation and aspirations people have a tradition called
"Severing Brotherhood After a disagreement" Red Dragon pondered and rummaged through himself for a long while in search of his the smallest dragon scale painfully flicked it away;
"From today onward The deceased deity no longer associated with!";
"As evidence from this scale!";
"Dragon God's fate Unrelated With Myself!";
Seeking revenge on the witch or Xu Xi?
Such acts can be left for other dragons; I only wish to live and propagate within the race for the Dragons' reproduction!
"Strategically withdrawing, strategically withdrawing!"
Afraid Xu Xi would come back again."Rushing wings" in terror the Dragon patted its wings flapped in a whirlwind transforming as scarlet shadow high into the sky at ultimate speed Returning capital bureau.

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.

ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

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