Chapter 161: The Woolen Sweaters are a Hit, Making a Profit

"Just about right..."
Lin Xiyu chuckled secretly to herself.
After making such a grand and public spectacle, that someone would now bear this little cat's brand, and no one would ever dare to steal him away from her again.

"That's not necessarily true."
Gu Bin saw right through her little scheme and smiled with dark amusement: "If you don't keep a tight leash on him, poachers will definitely be in no short supply. Even if they don't dare to snatch him openly, they might slip him a love letter in secret, rope him into some activity, invite him to a party, or dance a ballroom dance with—"

"We do have some. Do you need one, Brother Li?" Nangong Panda nodded. He had five gaming capsules at home, which were specifically prepared for guests.

Seido High—the land of dreams for countless high school boys. Even though they hadn't made it to Koshien for six consecutive years, they still held a mythical status. Only those who had truly played against Seido knew what kind of team Seido High actually was.

Yet the pitch Sugimoto just threw was definitely over one hundred and forty kilometers per hour. Coupled with Nakagawa Yu's containment, attempting to steal a base right now was no different from marching to his own death.

Li Jie spoke with high spirits, while Luo Ji's hand holding the Sword of Truth trembled slightly. Because the Sword of Truth gave no warning whatsoever, everything Li Jie said was the absolute truth.

"Hehe, we cannot let our guard down, absolutely not!" Bureau Chief Zhao was an old hand at this; otherwise, he could never have secured the position of bureau chief.

Li Yuanba's entire body radiated a light resembling a white phantom. His figure drifted in the air like ripples on water, making the words he spoke sound equally ethereal and illusory.

After resting for a few minutes, it had now fully recovered, and under the agony of having faced death several times over, its adrenaline began to surge, driving it into a violent frenzy.

Reflecting on it, in his early childhood he had been the dullest of them all. As a member of the Uchiha clan, perhaps his natural talent wasn't too shabby, yet his thoughts were always far too naive. Only after passing through these trials did he gradually mature.

In the batter's box, the Kagoshima batter was also terribly nervous. Under the current circumstances, he could only take a gamble and hit toward first base; as long as the ball got through, there would still be a chance.

Li Xun silently counted to three in his mind, then directly took a screenshot, capturing ten players all at once. This would prevent the system from drawing the same player twice.

Mourn-yin coughed forcefully a couple of times, adjusted her camera, and glanced at the man beside her. She and An Ming had been paired up under a system where an experienced streamer mentors a newcomer, which inexplicably made her feel even more nervous.

It was evident that those people had indeed come fully prepared, allowing them to retreat with such effortless composure even after achieving their objective.

Faced with the chubby fellow who was considerably taller than himself, Sawi naturally knew he could not confront him head-on, so he unhesitatingly performed a sideways roll and slipped into the storage room nearby.

Li Chengqian looked at the corpses before him with a pale complexion, the tightly suppressed fury in his expression vividly apparent.

"Why are you here?" Anyone would know who dared to question Li Chengqian like this within the imperial court.

The undead warrior turned around and gazed silently at Lu Yun for a moment. He knew nothing of the outside world; when Mansa departed, it was precisely the moment of his birth. In the eternal darkness, he could no longer remember the passage of time, simply clutching that withered skeleton amidst the desolate gloom while faithfully guarding the duties entrusted to him by Mansa.

Yet these two sets of clothes—he remembered she had only started making them not long ago. He hadn't expected they would already be finished.

"Alright, alright, I promise you. Hold on; once this is all over, we'll leave all of this behind and live the lives of ordinary people." This was the vow Luo Shan had made to Ling Fei back then, and he had fulfilled his promise, but Ling Fei could never return.

However, the thunder tribulations were simply too numerous. His actions seemed to have provoked the Heavenly Dao, and even more bolts of tribulation lightning came crashing down toward him.

In this vast, open ground, over a hundred people had already gathered. Since none of them knew one another, upon asking around, they discovered that every single one of them was a fantasy fiction author.

Old man Li Dongyang's reputation in his twilight years was likely ruined beyond redemption... As the primary culprit, Li Li cast a slightly sympathetic glance at Li Dongyang.