Chapter 22: You Are Not Worthy of These Problems

Standing behind and observing this scene, a smile curled the corners of Chen Xing’s mouth. It had been a long time since he felt this at ease.

“Teacher, shall I go out and solve some problems?”

“...”

Li Taiyi gave a wave of his hand.

The compiler was connected to a supercomputer, so Xu Chuan only needed to operate this machine to edit the chicken’s genes, which was extremely convenient.

It was only during the National Day holiday that Baoqiang sent Lin Yuan a WeChat message containing just four words: “Thanks, brother.”

Then, without another word, he rudely tore open the packaging and stared at the enticing leg in his lunchbox, his eyes gleaming.

On this day, Fan Lingyan was handling affairs in the mountain stronghold when she suddenly heard a commotion at the entrance. While she was wondering what it was about, a trusted subordinate ran in to report to her.

As for the town, the fee for a house call was one tael of silver, while in the county seat, it ranged from three to five taels. According to his grandfather, house calls to the prefectural city or the capital started at ten taels of silver.

Since Wanhe Hospital belonged to Xu Chuan, he was the one who could transcend all rules; he could add slots whenever he wanted and never had to wait in line.

After a while, the room door was pushed open from the outside, and Zhong Jingyi stepped in.

He felt he could no longer just stand by and watch; he had to find an opportunity to make contact with Chu Ge.

“He was originally a member of the Royal Circus. According to the troupe leader, he was punished for a conflict with other members and tried to escape.”

After rolling to the side, Heluo instinctively looked back. A mind-boggling scene unfolded: a massive ice sculpture, shaped like a Czech hedgehog, had risen from the ground in front of Mena, crystal clear and translucent.

Lady Qi and Ruyi, hearing it was Jing Qing, stopped their conversation and walked gracefully out from behind the concealing silk curtains. Seeing two strange figures behind her, Lady Qi’s surprise turned into skepticism as she scanned Yun He and Xiu Yue up and down.

Lei Hu pursed his lips. Flashes of his uncles’ past actions crossed his mind. Just as Young Master Wan had said, in certain matters, these men were not even as good as a servant in the manor or a beggar on the street.

Su Wan froze, kicked the low table in front of her, and leaped rapidly, arriving before Emperor Kanghua in an instant. She gripped the dancer’s wrist, bent her elbow, and raised it backward, striking directly at the dancer’s chest.

Oddly enough, that Dong Jun, despite his face turning livid, did not come in to interfere but flew up to the roof in a rage to watch. Any ordinary person would have already stormed in, consumed by fury, to kill.

Luo Wusheng, following the Ghost-Faced Ancient Jade, had walked more roads and climbed more mountains than he would have in the remaining decades of his life.

Watching Yang Ning in such a state, Su Mu narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing as he channeled the golden blood within his body to his back, healing the wound.

The man held a flute made of jade. Under the moonlight, the flute radiated a soft glow, which reflected off his pale, delicate fingers as they curved slightly.

“Are you special police?” Yang Guang took the initiative. Judging by their attire, the other party’s police uniforms were different from those of their criminal police, especially the hats.

“Hmph, don’t talk to me again until my brother gets over his feelings for Jin Xiangya.” Yang Min said, then walked away. This time, she went straight to a man.

Shen Yu had considered himself accustomed to the impermanence of life and death over these years in his official career and on the battlefield. As a dignified General Weiyuan who shed blood but never tears when facing the enemy, he couldn’t help but feel his eyes grow hot at this moment. Suddenly, it was as if a voice in the void was reminding him—do not be sad, do not blame yourself, cherish the present, and seize the future.

In other words, love is only a part of life. To live brilliantly, one must embrace life itself. Even if love is magnificent, if one is abandoned by the world and remains a misfit, one is still a failure.

On the couch, Dan Xin wore only a pure white undergarment, leaning against the headboard with her long hair disheveled. Her clear eyes were filled with sorrow and disappointment, though it was unclear where her gaze was fixed.

She went to the kitchen to cook herself some instant noodles with sausages, then curled up comfortably on the sofa to watch TV.

As for Changsun Hao and the others, they watched Liu Yiyi quietly, as if observing a spectacle. For a moment, the entire flower shed fell into an extreme silence.

“Your Highness is being too self-deprecating.” Chuxiu also felt bitter in her heart, as if the very air she breathed tasted of bitterness, making her feel uncomfortable.

“Is that so? Who is it?” Shen Nian hadn’t expected Li Zechen to still be paying attention to this matter, so she couldn’t help but ask.

Mimic Fruit—naturally, he thought of a parrot. However, for the sake of Qingsi, he had to find this fruit.

“Oh my god, your family’s Dragon Warrior is so brutal. He was beaten to a pulp by me during the last PK. Isn’t he afraid of losing?” Seeing the dialogue in the video, Tang Youyou was astonished by Chen Feng’s blind courage.

These words basically confirmed Su Jiangchen’s hypothesis: Filiqie could indeed control the elemental container from a distance; otherwise, all of this would be too much of a coincidence.

It wasn't just the repeating crossbows. As the territory of the Dragon Dynasty expanded, they learned many useful things from foreign tribes. Just as Qin Mu’an said, one should learn the strengths of others to strengthen oneself.

Fang Feifei never imagined that her livestream would one day be so popular, and the amount of tips the viewers gave her was approaching ten thousand. After deducting the taxes and the platform’s share, she had earned nearly five thousand in a single day.

As the voice faded, the Holy Spirit Sword changed direction, its intense heat instantly turning into cold ice. Driven by the power of the black reincarnation, it slashed fiercely at Shangguan Qing.

“Master Wang? When did this guy become a master? Hmph, a magic master?” Emma arrogantly looked down on Wang David.

“If he really dares to kill us to silence us, wouldn’t that fall right into our trap?” Qin Mubai said.

To prevent any further accidents at home, Li Bai set up a defensive array around their house. This array also served as a monitoring device; once there was any abnormality, he would know immediately.

The air condensed, shapeshifting into fists, palms, swords, and blades, striking toward the Howling Moon Silver Wolf. He did not seek to kill it, only to drive it back temporarily.

Xu Lingyi saw that she was somewhat uncomfortable. Remembering that she had never taken that item out to use, and that it was a strange object he had never seen before, he figured she must have seen it in some ancient text and had it made as a matter of course, only to find it completely unusable.

When Wang Li returned from work, he hadn't even seen Meng Yue yet when he felt that the house was very lively. He assumed Lu Xieying and Lu Kunlang had brought Lu Shu'an over again, or that Meng Yue had invited her maternal relatives for dinner. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the garden, he saw Zhu Zaiyou leading his younger siblings, along with Ayong and Axu, playing house with Tangtang.

On the other side, the group of men had wrapped themselves up tightly and were eating snacks they had scavenged from some luggage.