Volume 1, Chapter 53: Base Luck Stat Bonus, Luck Reaches 100

Standing nearby, Widow Zhang could no longer hold back. She suddenly stepped forward and said, "Village Chief, A-Cheng is a great benefactor to our village now, no matter what. I think we should forget about dividing the beach into zones; in the past, all of our families just walked around wherever we pleased."
"That's right. With zones set up, I saw an octopus over there just now and felt too embarrassed to go after it."
"Yes, exactly. Besides, we never catch much when we go beachcombing anyway, there is no need for this."
"It has always been a matter of luck anyway, Village Chief, it's truly unnecessary."
Several villagers chimed in all at once.
Mainly because everyone was used to doing things casually before, and once zones were designated, everyone found it inconvenient...
Yet, no one could manage a smile. They had thought it would be a joyous gathering, but never expected it to be one filled with such sorrow.
Chen Xi gasped for breath, a wave of dizziness washing over her. It was caused by the toxic gas, and it was fortunate that she was carrying an antidote. The moment the poison frog chieftain leaped toward her, she had felt certain she was dead.
The inbound pass was made. After receiving the ball, Tim Melo began dribbling it toward the front court. Zhang Yunze imitated Tim, applying tight pressure to prevent him from easily dribbling past the half-court line.
Physician Xu removed all the gauze from Su Ruoyao's face and said, "The wounds have completely scabbed over. It is time." He then retrieved his tools and a bottle of strong white liquor from his medicine chest.
"Meizhaoling, I only want the man beside you!" said a man whose entire body flowed with sand. He was a sand guard of the Forsaken Sand Tribe.
"Then let us not delay. I shall go at once to find the Jade Emperor and have him bestow an official rank upon you," said the Wusheng Mother.
"What a character!" Jiang Manlou muttered to himself in a language no one could understand.

Even if they were not, they were hardly beings within their capacity to provoke. Just how much truth lay in that statement was something only they themselves knew.
For those who had constantly worried about Ye Xiu and diligently searched for him, a span of two years was undoubtedly agonizingly long—perhaps even the longest two years of their lives. And this duration continued to grow increasingly grueling and drawn out.
I thought these things could be easily forgotten, never imagining that even a faint scar would leave its mark deep within our hearts.
The squad leader entered the password into the rotating physical combination dial of the gun cabinet, inserted the key, and as he turned the handle, a sudden alarm blared through the dormitory. Yan Poyue and the others were genuinely startled at first, but then broke into amused laughter.
Beneath the dim, amber crystal chandelier, his weary profile was instantly reflected in my eyes. He immediately stood up and walked toward me.
Fate had dealt Xia Haoyu so much unfairness, yet at this moment, it played a cruel joke on the old man. Could Su Mokexuan let go of the obsession in his heart? And how would the old man persuade him otherwise?
To help Yan Poyue, Pei Yanyan found a newly returned psychologist and asked her to design a treatment plan. Since Yan Poyue could not be invited into the psychologist's office where the doctor could employ various psychological suggestions to help him shed his mental burden, the available treatment methods were extremely limited.
The moment Xia Haoyu's words left his lips, his entire image collapsed instantly in my heart. A hoodlum was simply a hoodlum; where was there any trace of a prince?
Lin Duoduo looked at Xia Haoyu's adorable expression and burst into laughter. Glancing at the date on the wall, she realized there were only half a month left.
Hearing this, Jia Zhengjin turned to look at Julian, thinking to himself that it wasn't a matter of money, but rather that the real Cohen genuinely liked her and felt happy just being by her side every day, completely detached from anything else. However, he was not the real Cohen and lacked such sentiments.
Oddly enough, even after I finished speaking, the person sitting in the chair remained silent for a long time. My neck grew sore, yet he still said nothing. With no other choice, I could only keep my head lowered.
Half a minute later, the stutter of the heavy machine gun abruptly ceased. The fifty-round ammunition box was emptied, and with no second heavy machine gun to provide backup fire, the suppression fire of the Armed Police Special Service Squadron suffered an irreparable gap.
My own wishful thinking, Jin Tongtong's mocking smile, and Duobin's sorrowful expression before me gradually crystallized in my mind into a farce.

The man's already bloodless face turned completely translucent. Seemingly imagining that kind of pain, his entire body began to tremble like a sieve in the wind.
Recalling the scene just now, it all felt like an illusion, entirely contrary to his own intentions. If he wanted to enter again, he would have to pay another ten gold pearls as an admission fee. Right now, Zhou Hao was completely penniless; where was he supposed to get ten gold pearls?
Xiao Chen had no choice but to change locations, and the rest of the men, unable to withstand those gazes, dispersed as well.
"Hiss, hiss—" Accompanied by the continuous echoing of this strange sound, the circle in the middle of the iron door turned blazing red. Then, the two individuals operating the laser torches produced a rod and forcefully thrust it heavily against the glowing red area.
Who could possibly know how much pressure Su Yunhe had endured over the past two months or more? Every single matter within the Green Courtyard had been borne entirely by him alone. Had it merely been affairs within the courtyard, Su Yunhe could have handled them with ease, but the most critical pressure came from the outside.
Furthermore, the only males with the surname Yu in her circle were two: her divorced father, Yu Mingyuan, and her deceased second uncle's son, her cousin Yu Yang. Which of them could possibly wish to harm her?
Sun Wukong was unwilling to let his opponent escape from his grasp. He pursued him relentlessly, determined to beat Li Ye'en until he was bruised and battered all over! The Monkey King was angered, and the consequences were grave. That fierce, murderous aura surged violently, and the blood-soaked might churned like a stormy sea, sending chills down Li Ye'en's spine.
The blood within his body boiled as if ablaze. Most bizarrely of all... at this very moment, it flowed directly to fuse with Ma Sanzhi's internal organs.
As the Princess of Xiang, she had indeed assisted Prince Yan in orchestrating numerous "factional struggle" events behind the scenes. Her "combat record" was brilliant, a hundred battles resulting in a hundred victories. If she were to claim to others now that she did not concern herself with external affairs, it could only be summed up in two words: hypocrisy.