Chapter 49 Perfect Coordination
"Then four it is."
"Very well." Liu Shenghai motioned to Yang Feng to quickly call over the reserve workers.
Fortunately, drawing on his experience from the previous two days, he had prepared extra people, otherwise he might have missed out on a wave of popularity.
Because Rong Fan and Jiang Xian added four more people, the field became somewhat crowded, and the speed of planting vegetables increased significantly.
The eight people divided their tasks, four on each side, starting simultaneously from both ends of the field using the same method.
Xu Wan had never expected things to develop to this point. But at this juncture, nothing venture, nothing gain; if she didn't help Du Hongjian through this hurdle, he would definitely refuse to maintain friendly ties with her anymore. Moreover, helping to tell a white lie served a dual purpose: on the one hand, it ingratiated her with Du Hongjian, and on the other, it dented the arrogance of Lin Qingye's group. It was quite a good deal.
Chen Chong's face flushed red once again. He truly couldn't fathom what Fang Ya was up to—didn't she know whether she looked good or not?
"I didn't do it on purpose. I couldn't help blurting it out for a moment, I'm apologizing, aren't I?" Ran said with a hint of grievance. Having spent some time with her, this person had become increasingly timid, completely different from when they first met.
Qian lowered Qian Sixue, turned around, and reached out to touch Qian Sixue's forehead to make sure she wasn't running a fever before feeling reassured. "It was careless of me. I should have dressed you more warmly. What would we have done if you'd caught a cold again?" As he spoke, Qian drew Qian Sixue into his arms and held her tightly.
Everyone had been queuing up for the test since the crack of dawn, and now it was already dark. Throughout the day, no one dared to leave the line to get food; apart from a few who brought dry rations and ate them stealthily, the majority had eaten nothing since morning and were so hungry their stomachs were growling against their backs.
Without realizing it, a triumphant yet chilling smile curved the corners of her mouth. She tapped the delete button on both videos, cleared the browsing history, thoroughly wiped down the entire phone, and placed it back in its original spot.
Miao Tianhao's eyes were bloodshot. His right hand clawed through the empty air toward Chen Tianlei's lifeless body.
"How many members are there in the imperial family of your Xuanwu Kingdom? Could you tell me about them? I'm quite eager to understand." Xiao Yun intended to start formulating a plan, and the imperial family would be his initial entry point.
"Can't you just speak civilly? What on earth is this deep-seated hatred that has you arguing like this?" Although she said this, her intentional or unintentional actions shielding Chang Shan betrayed her true thoughts—her heart was entirely set on Chang Shan.
"If I die, then he won't have to push himself so hard. Given his ability, escaping will be more than enough!" Gu Yuejing looked through tear-misted eyes at the tottering Jun Qianli, such a thought rising from the depths of her heart.
Song Yu also heard what the Celestial Hound had said about Bai Qingxue and Yang Jian's marriage. This time, she did not speak up for Bai Qingxue, silently watching me. Her eyes were filled entirely with heartache.
"Zhang Churong, is it..." Liu Na turned her head. Her expression remained cold, yet she managed to squeeze out a trace of gentleness, not out of understanding, but empathy. Zhang Kaiqi was right; a young woman striving outside was indeed not easy.
Just like how he had reminded Lin Zhenlai about that Takeuchi Kaori, or how tonight he exposed Kurokawa Shun's identity as a disciple of the Sword Sect.
Jin Feng looked at his phone, reading out word for word the past and present lives of the Myriad Longevity Sovereign displayed on the screen. Beside him, Jin Bei's eyes were wide with astonishment.
"Let's go!" With that, he spun around and shouted to the crowd, preparing to leave.
However, the moment I laid eyes on those offerings, I instantly lost all appetite. They were nothing more than damned sacrificial tributes. I still hadn't fully adapted to the reality of having become a ghost. Therefore, I felt an intense aversion toward those offerings in my heart.
It seemed that whenever he spent his birthday away from home, his elder sister would always travel thousands of miles to his side to celebrate it with him.
At that very moment, a figure descended swiftly, staring at the scene before them with an expression of utter disbelief.