Volume One, Chapter 50: The God of Fortune Aligns with Her Side

On the second day of Meng Yuan’s arrival, she was summoned once again by the leader, though this time the location was quite unusual—she never expected it to be at the Alliance's military base.

She was utterly shocked upon arrival, especially seeing numerous high-ranking officials present.

"Meng Yuan, right?"

"Yes."

The leader handed her the documents in front of him. "There is a list here concerning smuggled civilians from the Silna Empire. I recall that you also hail from the Silna Empire."

Meng Yuan did not take the files immediately. "What does the leader want me to do?"

The leader smiled at the senior officials nearby. "I told you this young girl is clever. This difficult problem is bound to have a solution."

Then, looking back at Meng Yuan, he continued, "The Alliance and..."

A torrent of nagging made Lu Tian feel as though a fire was burning in his chest. For now, he maintained a docile expression of a student receiving instruction, listening attentively to the elder's concern.

"Could it be that I am getting old and my eyes are failing? Or am I simply falling behind the trends? Isn't this just too exaggerated?"

However, those responsible for setting up everything outside paid no heed to such thoughts. They looked up and stared intently as the red hue above grew heavier and lower, seemingly about to press right down upon their heads.

RNG’s championship victory could be said to have fulfilled a dream for all their fans, while simultaneously safeguarding the ownership of the trophy and securing a three-peat for the LPL division. Even those who were not RNG fans temporarily switched their allegiance during this recent period.

Shen Xue was extremely excited at the moment, pulling up a chair to sit by the window while eating from a bag of potato chips she had found from goodness knows where.

Those songs, in Huang Bai's original world, had been given new lyrics in the Dragon Kingdom's Bauhinia City and became massive hits all over the country. Such occurrences were truly commonplace in the past.

Just like that, Jiang Yuchen was driven away in disgrace, completely ruining a hand of cards that could have easily elevated his status through this advertisement.

Amidst the gaze of the crowd, this Governor Fucha—whose name they had heard long before they ever laid eyes on him—finally docked.

With his cold, pale skin, Ye Qingjie led his team toward the tunnel on the right, while Bai Heyu led hers toward the left.

Ning Qing knew she was expected to pick up that red silk tether and lead the rooster to perform the wedding bows. If her senior brothers were to find out about this, they would likely laugh their heads off.

"Alright, alright, it was just too hasty! There was no time to prepare! I'll make up for it on Valentine's Day! Definitely!" Zixiang also knew that this gift was indeed a bit too simple! But who could blame him when he genuinely ran out of time?

Hearing Sima Xuan put it that way, Heitong Hiroto found it difficult to say anything further and let out a somewhat regretful sigh.

The various Venerables also cast their gazes toward Zhuang Jian atop the Peak of Extinction. Zhuang Jian's performance was indeed exceptionally brilliant. Being able to reach the summit of extinction demonstrated the God Venerable's recognition of him. If he could be taken in as a subordinate, it would be a tremendously splendid achievement.

Upon seeing Han Yue, the famed tiger-slaying hero, the Ghost Tiger Beast harbored a deep, bone-grinding hatred toward him. It unleashed all its formidable abilities, intending to kill him and swallow him whole. Yet just as their fierce battle reached a standstill, General Han Long of the Flying Dragons arrived to rescue the hero Han Yue.

The ambulance rushed Zhou Yi to the Development Zone Hospital. After undergoing repeated, thorough whole-body examinations, it was finally confirmed that Zhou Yi was truly unharmed. Nevertheless, as a precautionary measure, he was admitted for a few days of observation.

With the Primordial Wuji Diagram blocked, Zhuang Jian waved his hand once more, summoning the Netherworld Suppressing Water Diagram attached to his body. Manipulating boundless nether Qi, countless nether yakshas suddenly surged forward like moths to a flame, charging fiercely toward the Primal Unity Finger suspended above.

"What could possibly be more important than the Ancestral Worship Festival?" the high elf asked with an incredulous look.

"Hmph, if you want to fight, then let us fight. What fear does Gu Jianyun have of death? It's just that several of you will fall along with me," the handsome man said with a look of disdain, pointing his sword forward.

"Tell me, old man, what does this have to do with the energy-consuming cannon attacking Dien?" Gaia, having recovered his breath, curled his lip and asked impatiently.

Hearing Icewater's miserable screams, the surrounding ice-type elves felt a chill run through their entire bodies. They could not help taking several steps backward, looking at Lan Noleis with terrified eyes.

Seeing his phone ring—and noticing it was from home, while Du Zehan was standing right beside him—Liu Fan felt a sudden surge of strangeness.

Ren Huang rubbed his throbbing temples. Of all the bad luck, among the dozen or so surrounding towns, only the people of Dragon Head Town had not been rescued and had been dragged entirely into the forest. Wang Dingqian and Ying Wuji truly stopped at nothing.

Since Zhou Yu's residence was separated by only a single street, Leng Ye brought Zhou Yu over shortly. Zhou Yu's handsome face was filled with perplexity as he looked at the wine in his hand, then at Xu Gui, unable to understand why Xu Gui had been requesting his wine so frequently over the past few days.

Tang Haoran, standing beyond the three-point line, received the ball and immediately turned to play Zhu Tianyu one-on-one. Although Zhu Tianyu's physical strength was quite impressive, Tang Haoran's strength was clearly on par with his. More importantly, Zhu Tianyu dared not press up completely, fearing that Tang Haoran would execute a spin-move breakthrough just as he had done before.

Hanhai City resembled a long dragon, with its head resting right before the dragon-head beach. The full moon hung high in the mid-heaven. Under its bright radiance, the white sandy beach stretched endlessly into the distance, facing the vast, profound, and boundless ocean.

Yet it was precisely this "elitism-first" education that dealt him such a heavy blow—much like how high-achieving students in the world once inhabited by Mo Fei felt when they saw ordinary students outperform them.

Thus, Li Feng and Yu Ganglong remained locked in a standoff for three days and three nights. Their auras continuously clashed in secret, and their minds remained tightly strung without a single moment of relaxation, terrified of giving the other any possible opening.

"Then I can finally rest easy!" Yang Muyao let out a long sigh of relief and smiled sweetly at Yang Wudi.

Arriving home, Da Qiao had already fallen asleep, slumbering quite sweetly. And understandably so—after a night of hard labor culminating in the birth of a son, it was indeed the happiest possible ending.