Shanghai City.
Donghua District, Team A headquarters.
Hahaha, I admit, Wang Ye is very strong, but he cannot come back alive, so...
I advise you to know your place, give up this team quota.
Relying on you few crooked melons and split dates, you cannot support a team.
Su Wenqian looked condescendingly at Wang Qiang and Liu Qian, with a gentle smile on his face, and said lightly.
King Kong's terrifying body emitted a sense of oppression, his bronze bell-like eyes staring at everyone.
Zhou Han sat in the corner, playing with her phone, shaking her sexy long legs, as if ignoring everything.
And there was no sign of Li Hongtian.
Wang Qiang looked at Su Wenqian, clenched his fists tightly, but fell silent without saying a word.
He knew that with his own strength, he had no qualifications to argue with Su Wenqian, even though he had already awakened twice.
But Su Wenqian... was the son of the Director of Operations.
No, Wang Ye is not dead yet.
Liu Qian, who was pale, stood silently in the corner, suddenly looked up with a firm gaze at Su Wenqian and said.
The smile on Su Wenqian's face gradually disappeared, and his face darkened: Whore!
What, did you sleep with Wang Ye?
Or are you posing as Wang Ye's woman?
Do you have a say in this?
As he spoke, a trace of hideousness flashed through Su Wenqian's eyes. He slapped Liu Qian in the face: In my eyes, you are just trash.
Who gave you the right to talk to me?
Wang Qiang's expression changed, and he subconsciously stepped forward to stand in front of Liu Qian.
He didn't say anything, just looked at Su Wenqian silently, a faint glow appearing on his skin.
Humph!
Not far away, King Kong coldly snorted and took a step forward. The ground shook slightly and the terrifying aura pressed Wang Qiang back a step.
I said...
You guys are so noisy.
Zhou Han put down her phone and looked at Su Wenqian unpleasantly: Don't affect my gaming, okay?
Haha, just teaching two ignorant trash.
Didn't expect to disturb you, little Han. Really sorry.
Su Wenqian's gaze swept greedily over Zhou Han's sexy legs again, and he said with a chuckle: Why don't you join our team?
No, a bunch of trash.
Zhou Han lazily glanced at Su Wenqian and said lightly.
Then she put her gaze back on the phone screen, full of enthusiasm.
A flash of gloom crossed Su Wenqian's face, but his smile soon returned: In three days, I will come to challenge your team.
If you can't even beat a civilian team, then you have no reason to exist.
I will report it then and disband you.
After speaking, Su Wenqian's gaze swept over Zhou Han's sexy legs again, then he left with King Kong.
Liu Qian's right cheek was slightly red, and she sat down silently without saying a word.
Wang Qiang hesitated, then comforted: Wang Ye just went deep into the Wasteland, he may not necessarily die.
Besides...
Besides, we are all awakened with special abilities twice, even if not in Team A, we won't be treated too badly.
Liu Qian suddenly looked up, staring at Wang Qiang: At first, during the supernatural incident at the mall, I wanted to live, I wanted to seduce Wang Ye.
He told me to stop being sly.
At the headquarters meeting, facing Su Wenqian, I hid behind without speaking up.
I could feel your and Wang Ye's contempt for me.
I admit, I'm just an ordinary woman, I just want to survive.
But... I tried hard to fit in, tried my best to keep up with you and not drag you down.
For this, I almost died...
Now you're telling me again, don't insist, just give up.
Were my previous efforts just a joke?
As Liu Qian spoke, her eyes gradually turned red, tears swirling but stubbornly not falling.
I didn't choose to believe in Wang Ye before, causing you to look down on me.
But this time, I believe he can come back alive.
After all, even a trash like me passed the second awakening, right?
Liu Qian's eyes were filled with determination, stubbornly looking at Wang Qiang.
Wang Qiang was silent for a long time, sighed softly: Okay, I get it. I'll contact Li Hongtian.
After speaking, Wang Qiang glanced hesitantly at Zhou Han's direction but didn't say anything.
Seemingly noticing Wang Qiang's gaze, Zhou Han said lightly while playing with her phone: I'll help out, after all, it's that bastard's turf.
Wang Qiang breathed a sigh of relief, put on his coat, and left.
Liu Qian looked at Zhou Han gratefully and returned to her room.
And the people paying attention to this team were not only Su Wenqian, everyone was just waiting for Su Wenqian to make the first move.
After all...
From beginning to end, the only one they feared was Wang Ye.
Now... Wang Ye is not coming back...
Damn it!
Zhang ZiLiang slapped the table, his face cold: This is the quota set by the team leader, do you want to grab it too?
But Wang Ye is not coming back.
Wen Hua's chubby face carried a faint smile as he looked at Zhang ZiLiang and said.
Su Changqing nodded expressionlessly: He may already be dead.
But he saved over a million people in Lin'an city, he saved them!!!
Zhang ZiLiang looked at them fiercely like an enraged lion, roaring.
Wen Hua's small eyes blinked, looking at Zhang ZiLiang sarcastically: Oh my, this is still our cold-blooded Director Zhang.
Su Changqing sighed: I admit, Wang Ye did very well this time, he was also very excellent, I admire him a lot.
Emotionally, what I'm doing is wrong.
But rationally, the rest of your logistics department's Team A are completely unable to face various supernatural incidents, I'm also doing this for the safety of the people.
As he listened to Su Changqing's words, Zhang ZiLiang's forehead bulged with veins, clenching his fists tightly.
After a long time...
He finally took a long breath and slumped into his chair: Maybe... you're right.
Wen Hua and Su Changqing both revealed a smile.
But...
Zhang ZiLiang silently raised his head: Now, there is still no news of Wang Ye's death.
One month, give him a month.
If he doesn't come back, this quota... I'll give it to you.
The smile on Wen Hua's face disappeared: Nonsense! Supernatural incidents are becoming more and more frequent now, how can we wait for him for a month!
No! Su Changqing also slowly shook his head.
Then...
As long as I'm alive, no one will dare touch our logistics department's people.
Zhang ZiLiang's eyes turned red, staring fiercely at them like a beast.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
