Chapter 60: "The dungeon has ended, settlement is about to begin."

"You have killed a Level 1 Xenomorph, rewarded with 1 Paradise Coin."
"You have killed a Level 2 Xenomorph, rewarded with 10 Paradise Coins."
"You have killed a Level 3 Xenomorph, rewarded with 100 Paradise Coins."
"You have killed a Xenomorph leader, rewarded with 2,000 Paradise Coins."
"You..."
Xu Kun breathed somewhat heavily as he looked at the panels continuously popping up before him. He had already lost count of how many Paradise Coins he had reaped from this wave.

Bandit strongholds such as the Stone Chaos Stronghold and the Three Wolves Stronghold all hoped that Chieftain Cheng would visit their domains, leave behind his advanced expertise, and pass down the spirit of arduous struggle.

To an esports player from the Xuanwu Kingdom, these concepts were self-evident truths, but to the people of the Baekje Kingdom, they were of paramount importance.

Jun Qingge stood in the middle of the Iron Wolf squad, looking from afar at the man behind Yun Feng, her brows slightly knitted.

Sheng Qingqing only reacted when Chen Ning reached out to pour a cup of tea, feeling a momentary sense of annoyance.

These words felt like a basin of cold water, extinguishing everyone's hopes, and the previously animated discussion instantly turned dead silent.

On second thought, she wondered if her paranoia was acting up again, reminding herself that she still needed to trust people more.

Chen Danjiu took the prescription personally to fetch the medicine, had Mo He brew it, and Chunyu Yue personally fed it to Tang Su.

Tang Su took the prescription, grabbed a handful of copper coins from her money pouch, and shoved them all at the doctor without even counting the amount.

His mother was still upstairs, and the two of them had remained silent all along, as if neither could bear to shatter this final tranquility. He was waiting for the arrival of his father, Lin Shangfeng. Perhaps after his arrival, for better or worse, everything would finally come to an end, Young Master Ling thought.

"It's all the same. Harboring evil intentions is becoming a demon!" Sun Wukong twirled his staff as he paced back and forth before the crowd.

With that, he raised a wooden bench, preparing to smash it fiercely down onto the youth's leg. With such tremendous force, the youth's leg would be completely crippled.

Luo Shang walked all the way toward the ward housing the seriously ill children. Looking at them and thinking about how they had to endure such suffering at such a tender age, Luo Shang seemed to understand, at this very moment, why Ah Niu had chosen to do this.

After the two said their goodbyes, Cheng Xia headed to McDonald's. Just kidding. That tiny bit of coffee earlier couldn't possibly fill her stomach. She was starving. If she didn't eat now, it would be lunchtime, and she wouldn't get anything even if she wanted to.

"A seventh-rank local official receives a monthly stipend of ten taels of silver," Sui Lang replied. As a shadow guard by Bai Qingluo's side, he had known such details clearly for a long time.

Liu An's temperament had always been steady, but his aptitude was ultimately mediocre. Moreover, being a concubine-born son, he had been suppressed by Liu Yanxiang and held no authority in the shop. Yet, his remark just now spoke plain sense, greatly pleasing Yin Le.

Prime Minister Wang finally could no longer suppress the rage in his heart. "Let Lord Lu take care of himself," he said coldly, before flicking his sleeve and storming off.

The reason Liang Xicheng maintained this attitude, aside from feeling that she was a person worth befriending, was because his mother had said she looked like his aunt.

Sebastian considered whether he should change his tactics. In a sense, this was enemy territory. The man hadn't asked for help from behind the door, which meant he didn't expect anyone to come to his rescue immediately. That being said, lingering here for too long would only provoke more trouble.

Wang Li and the others weren't lying; they were genuinely worried about Shen Shisan. In the past, whenever Shen Shisan got injured outside, they couldn't see it and always assumed their man was made of iron.

A faint, hard-to-detect curve surfaced at the corner of her lips, while her gaze shot straight like a sharp arrow into Yun Xiangrong's eyes.

"By telling me all this, you just want to make me feel guilty, to make me feel indebted... Yes, that's it!" she murmured while weeping, her voice completely hoarse so that no one else could hear her clearly.