149. Tasting the Bitter Fruit of One's Own Making

Kanzaki Jutto seemed to have reverted to that stern father and noble pope once more, his tone devoid of any fluctuation.

This scene left Ji Li feeling deeply amazed; this time, it could be considered drawing inspiration from Clyde's approach.

In this world, not only are the physical qualities of those major generals astonishing, but let alone planetary-level, there are countless combatant-level and war-god-level figures.

Using equipment of this caliber, which would undoubtedly be valued by the military of any other country, merely to feed birds—probably only the Misaka Sisters would do such a thing, right?

Qiao Jinyue thought to herself that this must be Gu Ansheng, a multi-talented and dashing young gentleman. Her fondness for him perhaps stemmed entirely from his voice.

Perhaps feeling that her words had caused Miahara Sachiko to form some sort of misunderstanding, Tita quickly offered an explanation.

A few tiny golden particles wandered within Ikki's body, stabilizing his injuries, stitching his flesh, and healing the damage.

As for the shrine, it represented the third magical faction on native Japanese soil, alongside Onmyodo and the Roman Orthodox Church.

Even though back then she was squeezed into a crowded communal dormitory, breathing in the stench of body odor and stinky feet, with a chorus of snoring exploding beside her ears every single night.

Dull, heavy thuds echoed continuously, each impact causing the earth to tremble. Regulos blocked Nexus's fist with his hands, opening his ferocious jaws to bite directly at the close-range Nexus.

Ye Feng looked back and saw a robust youth with a naive and honest yet youthful face running toward him in large strides.

This shot successfully hit the target; two armor-piercing shells struck the tank's turret and ricocheted off, while a high-explosive round slapped right onto the tank's front face, destroying goodness knows what—perhaps just the tank's paint job, who knows?

Hearing that lecherous, self-absorbed tone, Zheng Hao grew even angrier, wishing he could kick the guy right then and there. On second thought, for Jiang Yuhan's sake, he had to let him gloat a little longer.

Because he had previously crossed paths with Tang Yuanhao, he simply gave a casual nod in his direction as a brief and simple greeting.

Having recovered her internal breath, Melissa cast a healing magic spell upon herself. "The scent of Heavenly Fragrance." Melissa's combat uniform returned to its pristine state, and the burn marks on her body vanished along with it.

Had Huang Qing been present, he would have been astonished to find that Fang Qingwei was using all the spiritual herbs and fruits obtained from the White Mist Valley for refinement.

In fact, the base doctor's treatment method was already considered quite friendly. Just look at the kinds of situations human mecha-girls typically found themselves in!

"You have the wrong person," Chen Zhen replied coldly. Many people had died by Chen Zhen's hands; perhaps among them were a few innocents, but certainly no one deserving or unjustly slain. The Shouyang Sword never targets the innocent, nor does it strike the virtuous.

Seeing Teacher Huang, Zheng Hao's face immediately flushed red. He thought to himself that his behavior today certainly did not bring any honor to Teacher Huang. Yet, on second thought, what other choice did he have?

Jun Tianlie walked up to the cage and pulled down all the black cloths, shielding An Jinyan's body from any exposure to light.

The person lying on the grass experienced a suffocating constriction in their breath, their naturally closed eyelids twitching slightly as if probing something.

That microscopic capability to harness dark energy and unleash high-frequency vibrations, alongside the terrifying power unleashed by breaking the limits of the human body, were things ordinary people like them could never hope to match.

Since Lin Yue had already guessed this possibility, he could easily have eliminated them in advance to prevent future trouble; why go to such great lengths?

A sour and putrid stench instantly filled the entire carriage, nearly making her vomit from the fumes. Looking down at herself, she was drenched from head to toe in slop, with stinking vegetable leaves clinging to her body and face. The front windshield was also smeared with a thick layer of filthy grease, and leftover food was glued all over the glass, while the people who had thrown the slop had long since vanished.

Not only had he grown a step closer to atomic-level microscopic control, but he had also developed several application skills powered purely by spiritual energy and driven by computational might.

"This is... everything is fine? Can he really be saved?" After hearing the diagnosis, the entire family felt as though they were dreaming.

This thing wouldn't happen to be a beginner-village exclusive item for the protagonist, would it... Upon arriving in the cultivation world, Ning Xiang inadvertently learned of this matter and thus arrived at this conclusion.

She certainly didn't want to offend this artifact spirit; after all, their spiritual pact was still in effect. If he grew angry and took a dislike to her, she would have nowhere to air her grievances.

Tong Weizhu patted her head. Knowing that Yunhua was watching this side and was already aware of his true identity, he felt a slight sense of awkwardness in doing this now.

Bei Douxing saw that he stood nearly 1.85 meters tall with a well-proportioned build, a square jaw, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose, and a handsome appearance. His expression carried a hint of solemnity; though not angry, he naturally exuded a sense of authority.

"Memorizing the step count is something only a very few people can achieve!" Wei Liang rose, bowed toward Ye Tingjue, and speaking as he retreated to the side.

Throughout the process, apart from expressing shock at the very beginning, Xu Anjing listened with a completely expressionless face until he uttered his final sentence.

Felt this immensely majestic yet somewhat feeble aura, an elder werewolf felt his expression practically shattering in sheer disbelief.

Amidst their conversation, Shi He's phone resting on the coffee table vibrated. He immediately picked it up and found it was an unknown number from an unspecified location.

Even after later being matched in a duel against such a terrifying opponent as the [Child Prodigy] Mu Tianyang, Ding Hao still remained filled with yearning and fantasy for the future.