Chapter 128: Arrival at the Research Institute

The journey through the latter half of the city center went smoothly; they cleared the area well before midnight.

As the Night King spoke, the hearts of many sank, and Zhang Quan and his companions stiffened. They understood clearly that the Night King was explicitly telling them he would side with Lin Yue, so they had best tread carefully.

Zhou Ruoshui looked over; the place engulfed in roaring flames was none other than the abandoned mansion. Forgetting her own safety, she dropped the food box in her hands and raced toward the ruins.

Perhaps this performance was more akin to magic, for it was too bizarre; it defied every scientific concept known on Earth.

"You!" Zhu Yunxi felt stifled and looked at Lu Jue, full of grievance. She clutched his arm and shook it, saying pitifully, "Brother Crown Prince, look how he bullies me!" With that, she stuck her tongue out at Yao Minghao, acting as if Lu Jue had already decided in her favor.

"Uncle Tifus, I didn't expect it to be you!" Lillian approached with a professional smile.

Hearing Mu Zhen’s words and glancing at Lu Jue beside her, she knew that defying an official was akin to throwing an egg against a rock—she didn't have the courage for that. Shuddering at the thought, she immediately bowed and said timidly, "I dare not, I shall take my leave." She bowed low and retreated backward all the way.

"A micro-force field shield capable of withstanding a near-nuclear blast—Friday, can you manage that?" Iron Man asked his artificial intelligence.

He begged and pleaded with Hu Jianmin not to let the news leak, otherwise, how could he continue to make a living in the circle? He had come today for the rhinoceros horn cup; knowing Hu Jianmin liked red wine, he brought it as an apology.

Hearing these words, the Emperor set aside his desolation, his face darkening as he waved his hand. "Enough, I will not force you. Yang Wei, escort the Crown Prince out. Convey my imperial decree: until I have recovered, the Crown Prince shall act as regent." Having said this, he closed his eyes and spoke no more.

"Then why are you in a bad mood now?" Xu Muwan asked anxiously. The images in Lin Yue’s mind were exactly what they needed most at this moment.

Although many had been slaughtered, amid the countless players surrounding the scene, some had managed to escape by sheer luck. Those who survived immediately launched an attack on the blood-red skeleton.

Ji Yuyou’s eyelashes trembled as she struggled to push her body up from the pile of straw, leaning against the wall behind her.

She had not visited the West Suburban Zoo since her grandmother passed away—partly out of fear of the pain it would stir, and partly because she simply lacked the heart for it.

"Alright, alright, you two quarrel the moment you meet. Can't you father and son just settle down for a while?" Jiang Wan hurried to her feet to soothe Yue Tiancheng.

Since there was no one here and it seemed like a ghost town, wouldn't it be a waste to leave the contents of these shops behind? Since it was a waste, it might as well benefit him.

If not for the thick snow below, that fall alone would have been enough to injure Fatty. Facing the giant cockroach that was watching him with a mocking grin from afar, Fatty didn't hesitate; he used the deep snow to try and escape from beneath it.

"Meng Tong, are you prepared now?" Hei Wuji sat at the head of the table, took a sip from his teacup, and spoke slowly.

Driven to a corner, the Skeleton King gathered all his strength and slammed his massive, sturdy right hand fiercely into the drill.

He looked down at his arms, where Qidi remained in the form of a fox, unable to speak... still a foolish fox, he thought.

"Huh?" Chu Ze exclaimed in surprise, sensing that something was wrong. He could no longer feel Qing Ling’s presence, as if she had fallen into a deep slumber from which she could not be awakened, no matter how he called her.