Volume 1, Chapter 59: Changed to a Special Mission, Jiang Fu Won the Gamble!

In the early days, human professionals held no significant advantage over monsters.

To be frank, the reason humans could prevail over low-level monsters was simply because they possessed greater wisdom and skills.

However, once one stepped into the Silver realm,

the Will of the World would bestow a Silver Aura!

Different professions yielded varying effects from their Silver Auras.

Some auras could double maximum health, others triggered massive surges in magical energy, and some caused skill damage to skyrocket...

Because of this, Silver professionals constituted an elite minority among humanity.

Yet the path of transformation was never easy; for the advancement of Silver professionals, the Will of the World established trials.

Once the other three conditions were met, one would receive the quest at the Profession Advancement Monument.

Shangguan Yu casually agreed, and after chatting for a little longer, realizing it was getting late and fearing his newlywed wife would worry, he bid farewell and left.

Meanwhile, Jingxian had decorated his home to resemble a temple; the walls were plastered with Buddhist images of fierce-eyed Vajras and compassionate Bodhisattvas, while the courtyard was wreathed in curling incense smoke and rising paper ash.

He silently muttered away the ominous thought that had just flashed through his mind, and then shook his head with a self-deprecating chuckle.

Of course, back when they were stationed at the Knights' camp, no one dared to utter such a nickname aloud, as it would be considered grave disrespect toward Su Mu.

"To acquire superpowers, Ah Xue must endure the pain of electric shocks. The primary purpose of applying shocks to her is to stimulate the corpse-human cells so that energy can be extracted from them," Dr. Leah explained.

Upon hearing the gunshots, various companies had already mobilized, dispatching troops to track down the source of the gunfire.

Just as the chaos reached a boiling point, a black sedan pulled up at the school gates, and Liu Yuesha stepped out.

"Ow! Brother Ma, could you please go a little easier? You're going to break something at this rate!" Wang Rui assumed a painful expression, wincing and grinning wryly.

Old Guan’s face turned green upon hearing this news. It was as if nails had been planted in his stool; he bolted upward instantly, almost hitting the ceiling.

"I know a place we can go together, where we can have fun and stay overnight," Xu Huinan continued, ignoring Gu Ming's gaze.

"Yue Wuzuo, what are you doing here?" Elder Fu asked irritably. He had just been attempting a new barrier when Yue Wuzuo interrupted him.

Li Nan felt a bit surprised, but since his third brother had laid everything out so clearly, he had no reason not to lean in closer.

"Does your company prohibit romantic relationships among employees?" She seemed to have heard that some large corporations had rules regarding this.

At this moment, how many people were narrowing their eyes, watching Ling Wujiu's next move? Just as the black flames were about to materialize in Luo Chen's palm, Ling Wujiu reached out to grab Mo Beifao.

Li Nan weighed the Victorinox tactical knife in his hand. Not only did it feel exceptionally balanced, but the cold gleam on its blade was also a symbol of invincibility.

Lin Yinan immediately raised his hands in surrender. Their verbal sparring just now had already drawn the attention of passersby; if the security guards were called over, it would be thoroughly humiliating.

Before long, the area outside the locker room was lined with people waiting to use the showers. After changing clothes, they took turns posing for photos on the beach, the camera freezing every cherished memory of youth into that single instant.

"Piglet, let's go to your place for lunch," Haozi suddenly tilted his head back and blurted out unexpectedly.

Zhao Yun's words left Zhou Xiong slightly stunned. He thought to himself: Does the Emperor not welcome me? Having arrived at this realization, Zhou Xiong began to get cold feet.

After finishing her nagging, Tong En saw Zhong Yue leaning against the wall in sheer exhaustion. Her eyes and the corners of her mouth were filled with smiles, yet her nose stung, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears. She reached out to touch his pale, bloodless cheek, her fingertips registering a dry, chilling coldness.

Li Jing'er looked at the new items on the table—the cheesecake and spicy chicken wings—then glanced at the chicken breast beside her. These were all her absolute favorites.

Lin Qiaoyun was the first to eagerly pick up her cup and take a sip. The initial taste startled her a bit, feeling rather strange and somewhat pungent.

Her heart gave a sharp tug. She turned around and walked away without the slightest hesitation. Inside the car, she changed into a spare casual outfit and navigated to the address on the card.

The boning knife she had been gripping tightly slipped straight to the ground because her wrist was broken and lacked the strength to hold it.

"Mom, don't leave," Jing'er could no longer clearly distinguish whether she was in a dream or the real world, but the only thing she could be certain of was the genuine, aching pain in her heart.

Besides, she was her own paternal cousin; even if she had done something, she could never really do anything to her.

When Lin Qiaoyun returned from school by the afternoon of the next day, her very first action was to pick up her water cup and take a huge, desperate gulp of water.

Even within the past five years, many more mechas had been introduced to the market, and one could even say there were far more and much better mechas available.

The anticipated poisoning reaction failed to materialize, yet Player 16 still did not dare to lower his guard.

"I am Zhuo Shengtian. Come to think of it, we are old acquaintances. Two years ago, I too came to attend the birthday banquet on behalf of the human race, and when I fought General Hou, I used all my strength just to shatter a single piece of your armor," I said with a smile.

Over the past half-day, Matawu and Hata had experienced massive emotional turbulence, because within that brief window, they had nearly missed even the chance to become ghosts.

With He Xueming finishing those words, Zhang Liujun finally understood the true origins of this plot of land.

"I wonder if Prime Minister Kihara is aware of what kind of feng shui sorcery his grandfather's hired master set up in his family's residence?"

"This is merely your side of the story. Why should I believe you?" the City Lord Changsun asked coldly.

Things returned to normal once again. Time passed by unconsciously in this manner. A few days later, the school festival began.

Under Reborn's explanation, both sides expressed extreme dissatisfaction with this decision. Among them, Ryohei appeared particularly agitated.

Carriage after carriage began to approach in twos and threes. This time, Nanhua Academy recruited a total of twenty-one students in Mucheng—not a very large number. Coupled with the seven members of the recruitment team and several academy martial artists responsible for logistics, this trip's entourage numbered only thirty-five people, making five carriages more than sufficient.

Subsequently, Mu Han suddenly formed two mudras with his hands. In the next instant, the true qi vortex that had been peacefully suspended in his dantian—resembling tens of thousands of iron-clad, battle-ready elite soldiers awaiting commands—instantly shattered and dispersed. Like a disciplined army obeying a command, they fearlessly rushed toward their respective posts.