Chapter 102: An Era of Unprecedented Transformation

People often say that the strength of the Bald Eagle nation rests on three pillars: currency, technology, and military power. From an economic perspective, Lu Yu agreed that this was indeed the case. Supporting the currency, in fact, was precisely the military might of the Bald Eagle nation. Across the world, armies burn through money in warfare; although the Bald Eagle nation does the same, it manages to profit even as it spends. So far, no other country has been able to achieve this.

However, Li Ping’an had not anticipated that the previous explosion was incomplete. It was only because he had promptly sealed the portable space, freezing time inside, that the blast was halted.

“You certainly know a lot; I have never been to the seventeenth level,” Lilith said coldly. Entering hell only heightened her sense of the demonic summons within her soul.

The accompanying officials quickly explained the situation to the common folk, who stood with mouths agape, stunned and slow to recover.

This time, Zhu Quanzhong reconciled with Li Maozhen primarily because the cities under the jurisdiction of the Xuanwu Circuit were under attack by Wang Shifan, the military governor of the Pinglu Circuit.

If Li Wei were to report even a few scandals about the Tang Group, it would likely ignite the fervent sense of righteousness within their fanatical supporters in an instant.

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The clan members of the Nangong family were shocked to see their patriarch cough up blood. Their leader had actually bled—could it be that his cultivation had been shattered by Nangong Ba, leaving no hope for recovery?

But Park Shali froze at that moment, looking around carefully, seemingly finding no surveillance or anyone nearby.

With a whoosh, a cascade of soil mixed with bloodied limbs fell, splattering noisily onto Deputy General Yang and his guards.

By the time Ron and his companions finally climbed up, a large number of national server players had already begun modifying the entrance to the Grim Reaper’s tomb to improve ventilation.

“It’s already been explained. Let's wait for the crown prince. If the empress refuses to give the pearls then, we can consider other measures,” Mo Chou said after some thought.

Due to the cold weather, Li Wan’er stayed indoors for the next few days. Learning from past mistakes, she wrote a letter to the man every two days. Though she did not step outside, she kept busy preparing soup packets and planting vegetables inside the house, thoroughly engaged in her tasks.

Yuna first stared blankly at Baishi Yuan, then slowly lowered her head, hiding her face in shadows.

Feeling relieved, Yuna entered the bathroom, stripped off her sweat-drenched, sticky underwear and short socks, and stepped into the bathwater that had been prepared long ago.

With the whole family present and Zhang Chaoyang in good spirits, he decided to show off a little to them.

“Of course!” Balm turned his head to give a few instructions to Ying Muzhu before hastily walking away.

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“All right, I’ll follow your lead,” Bai Ling’er nodded. Her duty was to protect Mo Chou; wherever Mo Chou went, she would go.

The bodyguards turned and left. Following their usual protocol, they were determined to extract the confession no matter what.

Typically, this was the last resort for a mage’s resurrection, but no one expected it to be used as a flashy escape tactic.

“This place is not bad; at least it’s much freer than the Yang estate,” Mo Chou said with a smile after putting down her bag. She then began tidying up the house. To save money, the two of them had rented only one room.

If Ye Xiu desired, he could crush his own head as easily as smashing a watermelon. It was no surprise that he wasn’t afraid.

The young man suddenly turned around, just in time to see a canine face slowly reaching out. A chill ran down his spine, and he instinctively edged closer to Chen Jin.

So, perhaps Zhang Tiansheng’s theory might be right: time inside this space might differ from that outside. In other words, several months could have passed here, while the outside world remained peaceful. Could that be the case?

Chen Jin’s gaze swept over the opponent before him, finally resting on the massive bull’s head.

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