Volume One, Chapter One: The White Moonlight’s Provocation

With his silver hair, strikingly different from ordinary humans, deep-set eyes, prominent nose, and perpetually upturned thin lips, he always seemed to be in a cheerful mood.
Even after overcoming countless hardships and slaying the zombie king, the reward was not guaranteed.
Su Chen placed his hand upon her, sweeping over every breast, feeling waves of warmth and comfort wash over him.
Gu Xuan spoke leisurely through a transmission; witnessing the Ancestral Chaos Dragon being ravaged by the twin-chained zombie, he felt not the slightest pang of sympathy.
Over the past three years, besides the birthday gifts sent by Shen Yan to her, she received gifts for various holidays as well.
After all, at that time, humanity was already weakened, posing no threat to ghosts or zombies; instead, they became protected creatures and resources within the trial grounds.
But for those foreign powers implementing population strategies, the survival of the pregnant was irrelevant, so long as the plan proved effective.
Before she finished her words, Jiang Yao lifted the large speaker in front of him, slinging it onto his shoulder with ease.
Xu Er put on a smile, displaying his usual demeanor toward investors—sincere and loud.
Chen Xingzhu trailed timidly behind his sister, knowing she was angry and dared not speak up. Chen Xiaozhu, seeing her brother behind her, felt her anger rise, but forced herself to endure. She was too exhausted today to discipline him in public.
Passing the doorway, Zhang Keke glimpsed a pair inside, their hands tightly entwined, and her eyes burned with resentment.
This silence lasted until Ren Yuan finished his lecture on innate techniques, yielding not a single response.
Qiao Ziheng hailed a rickshaw by the roadside and rode it back to the compound in the concession.
“Just follow me,” Ye Nuansnow said, grabbing Bai Muxin’s hand and darting off together.
After finishing his conversation with Elben, Anderine brought Virmikni along to introduce her to everyone. Of course, it was Virmikni herself, not some Minnie.

Tang Wanwan didn't drive home, but went to Gu Jingxiu's company instead. After parking downstairs, she made her way unimpeded to Gu Jingxiu's office at the top floor.
Now, with the curvature engine before him as a reference, Lin Yue instantly completed the entire deduction and proof of the grand unification theory.
Jiyu only caught up with Han Yu after she had already dashed several meters from the bar’s entrance.
Because of the gods’ plan, these beings felt as though the cultivators were stirring up war for selfish reasons, and began to show signs of opposition.
While speaking, Fushi arrived at the jutting rock halfway up Sword Peak, where a young man was already waiting.
Ignoring everything, He Shaoqian continued to sit, occasionally sipping his tea, but his attention remained fixed on the door outside.
Facing the figure descending like a deity from the heavens, Shen Yi was stunned for a moment.
The next remark was even more intriguing: the wedding was too extravagant, fearing people would gossip. But who? The eighth prince was a royal, soon to be ennobled as a lord. A royal wedding was a matter of imperial dignity—who would dare speak?
There was a man called Qin Changshou, a chef at the restaurant, who harbored improper thoughts toward Ma Jingjing.
At that moment, Zhu Jianlian almost blurted out everything: telling her that Wang Zhi was his mother's murderer, confessing his worries and difficulties. Yet the words stopped at his lips, and he held them back.
“Yes!” The guards were the old master's personal soldiers. Frankly, the old master left them behind because he didn’t trust the eighth prince. If the prince really used them for favors, how could the old man still thrive in the Forbidden City?
“A Yan, what’s wrong?” Yun Shang asked with concern. The Scarlet Flame Beast was acting strange—very strange! Why did it look at her with such fierce eyes?
Soon after, they received a reply: the Divine Rites Party agreed to their request, setting the meeting for the end of the month.
“I haven’t met anyone as arrogant as you in ages!” Zhao Tian licked his lips bloodthirstily, his words chilling.
“The one from this morning got dirty. Fourth brother was busy and insisted I change it.” The eighth prince was still disgruntled. Just a splash of water, and the meticulous Fourth brother immediately objected, sending him back to change. The prince’s newest clothes were a red and a blue one, so he wore the red.

Qin Lu felt a surge of emotion but didn’t hesitate; he soared through the air, swiftly reaching the eighth boundary and stepped boldly inside.
If one scrutinized Li Yang’s words, they would count as rebellious. Now that the Han Dynasty hadn’t completely declined, if someone maliciously reported them to the Emperor Ling, he would be in serious trouble.
During Alexei’s temporary dormancy, Zhang Fan deliberately promoted Andrei to major, making him the second-tier senior commander of the Red Legion. For this battle, Zhang Fan entrusted the main theater to Major Andrei.
Natural-type Devil Fruit users always expend enormous stamina when using their abilities, especially on such a large scale. Even powerful ones like Blackbeard can’t last long; Smoker would be exhausted within ten seconds at such a range.
Outside the door, turning into a secluded alley, Qing’er suddenly shook off Xi’er and snorted with disdain.
“I don’t know if you’ve seen, but the internet is abuzz with heated debate. Do you have any burned chips? I’d like to see the operating data inside!” Xie Dong spoke directly, unwilling to waste time.
The old shopkeeper took the gold and, under Lin Tian’s gaze, swaggered away to entertain the Four Ghosts of Western Hunan at the next table.
Jeff shouted in despair, his booming voice alerting the man with the bear face, who quickly disappeared from everyone’s sight.
“Alright, boss!” Luo stabilized Lin Li’s wound, using the powers of the Surgical Fruit to dismantle and repair him bit by bit.
Originally, Li Yang and his friends hoped to take advantage of the update to have some fun outside, but with Li Yang’s situation, those plans came to nothing.
He had to give Qi Han an “explanation,” even if it meant lying. He could not let Qi Han despise him. As for Yin Langge, as long as he managed to conceal the truth until he left in a month, they would have nothing more to do with each other.