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Chapter 73 Her hand with the dark-green bracer pressed against the car window glass. The aging cityscape slowly retreated in Bai Shan's view, and more and more skyscrapers entered her line of sight. Lin Huijun had stumbled into keeping one item by sheer luck. Bai Shan's abilities still worked for now. To be safe, she was considering pulling out her most useful items in advance. As for the Game Panel — no one in Hai City used the channels. Bai Shan saw no need to risk being attacked by opening it. She was, however, somewhat interested in the Leaderboard player surnamed Shen that Yan An had mentioned. This man had already lost his Talent abilities. If she killed a former player inside Hai City, would she still receive their Talent and items? The moment he lost his abilities, his name should have vanished from the Leaderboard — possibly sparking a minor buzz out in the world. Bai Shan recognized the surname "Shen" from the Leaderboard. She reached for the backpack ...

  Chapter 70: The Ship of Exile 04 Living in a hotel was not a long-term solution. Lucita took her coin purse and, through the hotel attendant and owner, tracked down the name of a reliable property agent. In Viktori's housing market, the most common options were the low flat-roofed houses of the slums, or shared rooms in older buildings in the city center. Properties like Western-style detached houses with private courtyards, the sort rented to the middle class, generally didn’t see very good business. People at that level tended to be financially stable, often staying in the same rental for decades without moving.  This made it a difficult niche for a property agent to work in. Once she had a client, however, the agent was highly enthusiastic, immediately presenting several properties, but none of them quite satisfied Lucita.  First, she needed a yard of reasonable size. They came from deep mountains, open wilderness, and the sea. Moving to a city was a novelty, but the...

"Hand over the Dragon Bones, and I won't lay a hand on you." A flicker of confusion crossed Roy's mind—why would Ye Zheng think the Dragon Bones were with him? Then he recalled Bai Yi's instructions before leaving, and his eyelid twitched. "Bai Yi and Percy have already been captured. You have no reason to resist." Roy's head snapped up. He wanted to argue on reflex, but one look at Ye Zheng and the words died in his throat. He turned his face away. "I don't know where the Dragon Bones are. You should ask Bai Yi." There was no way Bai Yi and Percy had been captured so easily. Ye Zheng was most likely bluffing, taking advantage of the gap in defenses here to wipe out these rebels and fish for information about the Dragon Bones along the way. He had to stall for as long as possible and wait for reinforcements. Seeing Roy's refusal to cooperate, Ye Zheng stood. She glanced at Heath and noticed her expression looked somewhat dist...

Knock, knock, knock— The rapping on the door shattered the oppressive silence blanketing the parlor. The anxiously waiting group exchanged uneasy glances; for a moment, no one moved. "Is it a messenger?" "Maybe General Bai Yi already won and is back, haha." Roy sat on the innermost sofa. He braced his hands on his knees and stood, mercilessly puncturing their hopes. "I haven't received any word. Bai Yi and the others are most likely still locked in a bitter fight." "The person outside..." This hideout sat in a remote corner of the East District, its paths rugged and overgrown. Even with a map, getting here was incredibly easy to get lost. No stranger could possibly find their way, and the guards they'd posted would never knock so casually. Roy took a few steps toward the front door and stopped a short distance away, calling out loudly, "Who are you? State your name!" Outside, the irritating knocking finally ceased. ...

By the time Lucy squeezed her way out of the station, gasping for breath, the sun had climbed to its highest point, the air stifling and thick. White-Clad Knights were maintaining order at the East District Station. People were herded like sheep by sheepdogs, boarding trains in an orderly fashion while anxiously discussing what on earth was happening. "It must be the Pope's opposition, right? They'll be driven out in no time!" "I heard those grand aristocrats brought thousands of high-level ability users. The last time there was a mobilization this big was probably the Demon Dragon five hundred years ago..." "Stop spreading hearsay. If they could muster thousands of high-level ability users, how come whenever a Demonic Domain pops up in their territories, you never see a soul?" "We're the ones who bear all the losses from the Demonic Domains. Of course they're in no rush." "Ugh, I just hope this blows over quickly. I le...

The moment he saw Ye Zheng, Percy's breath nearly stopped, his blue eyes trembling in silence. "The Bai family truly lives up to its reputation as a noble house—still able to produce such impressive devices." Ye Zheng approached, speaking as casually as if making small talk, her voice gentle. She seized Percy's wrist and calmly yet firmly slid the bracelet off, toying with it in her hand. "When did you notice me?" "From the moment you two slipped into the base." Percy knew full well this was no time for a chat with Ye Zheng. He still had plenty of devices on him, and the possibility of being discovered by Ye Zheng had been factored into the plan—escape wasn't entirely out of the question. But Caleb had been detained. He couldn't abandon him and flee alone. Percy clenched his fists, only to find his palms drenched in cold sweat at some point. He vaguely understood that even if he wanted to run, there would be no chance in front of Ye...