He fumbled with his phone, using its faint light to illuminate the pipeline. To his horror, he discovered it was packed with gunpowder. Who could have laid these explosives here? Did they not realize a single spark could trigger an explosion? Fortunately, the clones didn't swarm him all at once; after one was killed, they left Su Li some rest before launching the next wave. Shao Xun continued to rub his stomach as before, but this time wore microwave oven gloves to prevent his cold hands from worsening Su Li's（stomachache）. Thankfully, winter break was just a week away, and by the time they returned, this incident would likely be forgotten.
Liu Qian Ye heard the news and threw a punch at Su Dan's face. Su Dan dodged, grabbed Liu Qian Ye's arm with one hand, and with a sharp twist, heard a bone-cracking scream. Gao Lian had been shot in the shoulder during their retreat and was recuperating in the governor's mansion, which is why he didn't join the city defense led by his trusted general Xiong Hong. However, due to the alliance between their two academies and his half-friendly relationship with HD Academy's president Pan Wuyue, Wang Mo felt obligated to express his concern—though he knew it wasn't his place to do so. In the entertainment industry, how many true friends existed? Especially among those constantly climbing the ranks. "Stone Ruins? The one from the battle where the Divine Blade was lost?" Su Li had heard rumors but never seen it. The treasured blade had been lost since his time in Beiling, and now its whereabouts were unknown. Shennong's complexion had improved significantly, but he stared blankly ahead, speechless. "Baka yaro… Retreat? How disgraceful… These cowards shame our great Japanese Empire!" the Japanese colonel fumed. Clearly, none present understood what a missile was, nor its destructive power. Mo Zhengxin, Li Dabendi, Wang Zhan, and Sun Desheng awaited Li Yunlong at Vnukovo Airport. The Japanese had intended to execute the 78th Regiment's surrendering soldiers during the Nanjing Massacre but spared them thanks to Lao Wang's pleas. Grateful, Zhang Zuoguang joined Lao Wang's Third Army. The usually verbose You Erma was speechless, lacking even a pretense of decorum as Chen Wen and Pang Pang helped her to the washbasin. "You think you're something special?" Fang Bi shrugged, mustering courage to ask. "Who wants to go first?" Zhao Ying asked, smiling at the martial artists from the modern world. To his surprise, no one showed shock at being eliminated. "I'm already dead. What you see now is another me," Lang Fan Yun said, smiling at Pang Ban. A massive fireball collided with a blue water snake, creating a thick mist that quickly dissipated, followed by the fireball crashing into a purple barrier. In contrast, the ruler of Southern Liang was more enlightened than most fathers, often consulting with Murong Ge on political matters and even seeking her opinions. Using one's own signature witch beast to cast high-level spells amplified their power, though it came at a cost: the witch beast would perish, and the caster would suffer backlash proportional to the enemy's strength. Manager's Weibo lacked the traffic of big stars, rarely posting except to promote Li Jin Chen or Pei Qiyu. The live broadcast clearly showed her once smooth cheeks now swollen and bruised, her lips chapped. "Go that way," she said, referring to the fleeing thieves who had stolen half their sacred energy crystals. Lan Chi stepped forward to explain, while the others quietly retreated. "You should change clothes tonight," Su Yu Yan said as Yang Zhengjie sat down at the stone table. "Look at what you're wearing…"
The night before, snow had fallen, keeping Shu Nuan home all day. Her phone buzzed repeatedly, which she answered patiently, mostly in the kitchen. When the conversation ended, the two embraced, their silhouettes etched on the gray paper window. "Let them go that way. Once I'm strong enough, I can help them transcend," Ye Mo thought. This arrangement highlighted Zhou Meng Yun's trust in Zhang Ning and Bing Dai Tang, especially Zhang Ning. Although Xie Xi Xi's reaction to being eliminated was unsurprising, Ye Ze Nan felt a pang of guilt towards both Xie Xi Xi and Su Ya. Murong Han extended his right hand, gesturing dramatically toward the sky, and thousands of servant soldiers rode out to test their firepower for the upcoming battle