Do not die!

The iron shackles on her wrists loosened, and Wakaba Mutsumi stumbled forward as she ran, the hem of her white skirt fluttering up and down like a desperate young deer running for its life to return to the only person she had left to rely on.

The hunters in black should have raised their hunting rifles, but not a single one of them was aware of what was happening. Gen Chisaki, Yasha, Crow, and the Executive Bureau officers all stood frozen in place. The wind ceased, the lights grew dim and desolate, and they were like mere backdrop scenery on a stage, standing in silence.

Chai Yutu nodded, her eyes darting around to observe whether the smile on Zhu Yunwen's face was genuine or feigned.

"You—where are you?" For some reason, a mixture of joy and dread welled up in her heart. As she searched everywhere for the source of the voice, a flash of light appeared before her, and two figures walked out from not far away: Ling Yun and Du Shangzhe.

The "toilet" was taken away after use. Although we were fully dressed, we now shared a humiliating sense of being stripped bare. The impulse to scream, shout, and hurl curses was forcefully suppressed. We still did not understand the situation yet, and we could not afford to foolishly provoke the kidnappers.

Upon seeing this, many people could not help but reveal looks of astonishment. Yet, Lin Qingfan's subsequent actions left many of them completely bewildered.

"Actually, even if you cannot cultivate, it doesn't matter. There are many people here who cannot cultivate either," Youlan said, noticing the change in Lin Qingfan, and offered words of comfort.

Over these past few days, Xia Beibei had given him no end of trouble. Knowing full well that he was her royal father, she still opposed him in such a manner, making her all the more deserving of death.

After Ling Yurou delivered a flurry of left and right palms, striking dozens of holes into the sandy surface, there was still no sign of the Candle Dragon's resting place, causing a trace of anxiety to stir in her heart.

Meng Yang's mouth twitched upon hearing this. The crab dance? Could it be those silly dance moves they used to use as punishment when they were five years old? There's no way they were playing dirty like this—Seventh Brother was genuinely desperate.

With her words, the aura of death on Du Yao's withered countenance was suddenly swept away. He opened his eyes and asked, "You are going to marry me? You aren't tricking me!" Even his voice carried a slightly uplifted tone.

System prompt: Congratulations, you have completed the quest [The Oracle's Heritage]. The Oracle set attributes are now officially unlocked. This set cannot be dropped or traded, its durability loss rate is reduced by 25%, and it possesses a slow self-repair function. The set attributes of the Oracle's Sacred Artifact have been activated. Bound player: Cat's Tail.

The body stood three thousand feet high and one thousand five hundred feet wide. The entire form was completely like a gigantic mountain, surging with demonic energy, resembling a malevolent deity stepping straight out of hell, ferocious and soul-stirring.

To be honest, life in this Security Bureau gave Wang Xiang a feeling of returning to his college days. Although he had served in the military for a year, Wang Xiang had dropped out of military academy due to certain reasons and then casually managed to graduate from a tier-two university through connections. After wasting a year, he was dragged into this so-called Awakened Enhancement Project.

Yet this girl possessed a naturally arrogant and tsundere personality. Even in her current plight, she refused to admit defeat, clamping her teeth down even harder on my shoulder.

It was estimated that the betting amounts had been controlled by Ning Yaqin. After all, if someone placed too large a wager and an accident occurred, Ning Yaqin and the other bookmakers would likely suffer heavy financial losses.

Liu Zhang was vastly inferior to Liu Yan, and he lacked any grand ambitions, content merely to guard his own small corner of the world.

"Then you can take us in, right?" Rihanna asked suddenly, a glint of determination shining in her eyes.

However, now was not the time to dwell on such thoughts. The Black Mountain Old Demon's expression hardened as a ruthless streak surged in his heart. He was about to make a move with Yan Chixia to carve out a bloody path for survival.

Wu Zhao was jolted awake and wanted to turn over, but Feng'er pressed softly and smoothly against his chest like a warm piece of jade. Lacking the heart to disturb her, he had no choice but to maintain his current posture.

"From here on out, we'll still have to rely on you. I'm completely out of ideas," Li Feng said, letting out another chuckle.