Volume One, Chapter 27: Their Alice Project

Even the reports made no mention of any deaths, but it couldn’t be said to be unrelated—after all, the numbers were still there for all to see.

The head of the Xiao family—such a coveted position that everyone in the clan knew belonged to her, yet few realized the immense sacrifices she had made behind the scenes.

After Mo Xuan administered the abortion injection, the warmth in her abdomen vanished, yet what remained was her own body temperature, and the two children were not terminated.

These cylindrical tubes, over three meters in external diameter and just over two meters internally, served as passageways connecting the inside and outside. Made of a biological material that seemed quite resilient, despite their thickness, they resembled stout ropes growing from the core of a battleship.

Angelina chose elemental magic; she was skilled in both ice and fire. Even without Xia He’s support, she had already reached the semi-divine realm.

“At most, borrow two hours,” Lu Ling said slowly. Along the way, he sensed a trace of dissatisfaction from Cheng Yun, which made him feel uneasy.

In the morning, only Xie Chunfeng was present; Shen Yang had a relatively lighter schedule. In the afternoon, with the addition of Gu Nana, training guidance became busier.

Yet, after seeing Nalan Heng’s residence, it seemed even more humble. Sigh, Nalan Heng deliberately made her feel uncomfortable.

“What’s the other one?” Xiao Yuyin’s slender jade-like finger lightly traced the surface of the white jade flute. Was this a relic left by her mother?

Knowing full well that Xia Yujie would show no favor and that lacking evidence would only lead to ruthless mockery, she still came. To Xia Yujie, these efforts were utterly futile.

According to the butler’s memory, their master had never drunk in such a gloomy manner, let alone so much.

After the assistant spoke, she did not say more, understanding that a subtle hint was enough for Ban Xia to grasp the meaning.

Lastly, Sanjia also inquired about who managed the Xia clan’s Blood Tower and which factions within the Xia clan had dealings with it.

Lin Wan was indifferent. Though the trip was somewhat arduous, only by seeing Zhao Qingluo and the others safe with her own eyes could she feel at ease; otherwise, she would be restless even if she stayed home and never went out.

Yue Tingcheng had seen through Yan Ruqin’s intentions but couldn’t tell her directly not to harbor fantasies of climbing into his bed. If he said so outright, Yan Ruqin would only cling to him even more.

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His family’s circumstances did not compare to Bai Mo’s, but they were still respectable—better than some but not quite the best.

“The young lady has come for Liuguang, hasn’t she?” The empress murmured softly before turning to Jun Fei.

“Why pour another cup of wine? Does Your Majesty intend to seek death once more?” Jun Fei recognized the faint fragrance—it was Shiri San, which emitted a subtle aroma in water but was lethal upon ingestion.

Alisa had not expected such a wide temperature difference between day and night, or more precisely, she had slept through the entire day, completely unaware that the outside temperature had already changed drastically.

If it were you, I would spare no effort to clip Luo Chenxi’s wings. If I cannot have her, neither can you.

His large hand began to tear at Luo Chenxi’s garments. By the time she realized what was happening, both their clothes had been stripped away completely.

Guo Qianying secretly broke out in goosebumps, rubbing her arms, grateful she had worn long sleeves and pants today. Otherwise, she might have ended up like Qin Ziyue.

She was not surprised by such a sharp question, as everything in Edinburgh had been arranged by Tang Xian at Ling Li’s behest.

It was said Brother Hua had already fled, gambling half his assets and losing everything. Leaving was better than staying to face imprisonment.

Yet, his heart was filled with satisfaction—only she could grant him that euphoric, intoxicating feeling.

Zhang Weichen felt troubled. He thought the matter was related to them, but he was unwilling to let her face it anymore.

Hua Lingluo hurriedly bent down to pick it up, unaware of when Hua Lihuang had already appeared beside her, one hand gripping her wrist while the other retrieved a single pill from the ground. Such a small pill felt as heavy as a stone pressing on his chest as he slowly looked at her.

His voice was almost monotone, like cold metal devoid of emotion.

He began drinking heavily. Honestly, the wine was indeed excellent—at least Wang Mo had never tasted such fine liquor before.

He knew he had reached a critical stage. While practicing the “Corpse Transference” technique, he used the body of the “Hitler Infant” consumed by the Pi Xiu’s spear soul to replace his real self.

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Lian Qing’s mouth was forcibly pried open. Whatever she was made to drink dissolved instantly; naked and terrified, she clawed at her mouth, desperate to expel the substance, but it was futile.

The man lunged suddenly. Though his movements were slow due to his internal injuries, Lu Ren used the narrow foyer to evade him, rushing into the kitchen. The kitchen knife stuck in the chopping board was his only means to fight back against the vengeful spirit.

Five beams of light flickered continuously, enveloping a drop of my blood. Finally, the multicolored radiance converged into a single point and vanished. At that moment, the ground beneath my feet suddenly gave way, and I fell straight down.

At this moment, I once again felt the eerie humanoid structure in front of me tremble.

“Remember what I said,” Ye Che spoke earnestly to Mo Yixuan outside the space.

As for Qiao Nuan, she was to attend the company’s annual summary meeting. According to Fang Wanhua, aside from Si Chen, who was filming and couldn’t take leave, all other contracted artists would be present.

“What’s wrong? Is there something about Yunduo?” Nie Shaoxun, just released from detention, hurried back to the office.

Lu Zhen stopped. In this high school dedicated to nurturing prodigies, it was no big deal for newcomers to be waylaid and robbed. Most would be scared into handing over their money, but this one deliberately suppressed his anger, appearing as though he was ready to fight to the death.

However, now he had to break the silence and shift the topic so everyone could continue drinking and chatting normally.

The old man in the blue robe thought this and immediately pointed to his forehead, causing a pearl glowing with white light to appear.

Heh, just imagine waking up and seeing a beautiful beach and the vast blue sea from your own balcony—how utterly delightful that would be.

Seeing this, Lin Feng smiled faintly. Coming to such a restaurant again, his mood was clearly quite good.