I Don't Want to Evolve After Being Transmigrated into Angewomon

"senior?"

Fujimaru Shirou paused for a moment: "Big sister..."

With a smile, Matou Sakura held Fujimaru Shirou's left hand in both hands and said first, "You can just call me 'Sakura,' senpai."

Fujimaru Shirou broke out in a cold sweat and instinctively took a half step back, but he was already holding his left hand and couldn't back down. He chuckled awkwardly, "Big sister... Miss Sakura."

Sakura Matou emphasized, "It's 'Sakura'."

"Sakura..." Fujimaru Shiro

The gazes of several elderly professors shifted from the numerous antiques on the black wooden table to Chen Sanye, and the people around them began to murmur amongst themselves.

After several days of development, the Alliance was reduced to ten alliances, each capable of housing tens of thousands of people.

Undoubtedly, the enemy first feigned weakness, luring us into an ambush. Then, they launched a surprise attack, taking advantage of our confusion to set up a blocking defensive line behind our rear.

This will not cause the population inside the cylinder to become too large to exceed its carrying capacity. This is because the people who had remained conscious have already been dispatched in large numbers to Planet 3 by Zhao Changxing.

Upon hearing this, Shui Jiang, who was standing in the corner, froze for a moment, then flew over with a smile.

Calculating the energy released in the previous explosion is also relatively simple. It only requires adding up the observed energy across different radiation bands.

To handle commercial disputes like those involving the Qingning Chamber of Commerce, the Haiya City Lord's Mansion established three independent functional departments.

Through her iron-fisted rule demonstrated over the past few months, Tien Pei-hsi had established absolute authority in the hearts of the island's native inhabitants. Especially after she used magic to tear thousands of soldiers of the island's allied forces to shreds, all mortals looked at her as if she were a devil.

This was a decision Zhao Changxing made more than a hundred years ago, a decision he stubbornly insisted on. He continuously and uninterruptedly invested as many genetically modified humans, resources, and manpower and materials as possible into the propulsion laboratory.

"Your Uncle Quan and Brother Yongzhong are both skilled builders. They are good carpenters and can also build houses along the river and lake, but they are more skilled bricklayers. They have built quite a few houses in the village, and their craftsmanship is exquisite." Lin Daqiang knows a lot about the people in the village.

Although no longer young, he sat there with an air of authority that was quite admirable, even in what is considered the prime of a businessman's life. Even Gu Jingyan, sitting opposite him, unconsciously used honorifics when speaking.

Compared to the initial tentative approach and indifferent observation, everyone is now working together more like a family.

All that could be heard were screams of agony as over four hundred armored soldiers fell from their horses. At this distance, the Minié bullets were capable of penetrating two layers of armor and killing the armored soldiers. The four hundred-plus armored soldiers hit were either killed or wounded, all rendered incapable of fighting.

There will definitely be some error in the distance, but the broadcasters have enough time to calculate it during halftime.

Besides knowing that Shen Chuang's hometown was in the suburbs of Jingzhou and that his family had been law-abiding citizens for three generations, Bing Ji didn't know much else about him.

Firstly, although Bajie is a womanizer, he is also the most devoted. Secondly, Bajie is, after all, a deity, and after years of cultivation, he has some skills. Thirdly, although Gao Cuilan is in her twenties, she would be considered an old maid in this world, and she knows best how difficult it is to find a husband. Given these three factors, it is no wonder that the love between the two of them far surpasses that of ordinary people.

Cedric had just come out of the practice room and was on his way to take a shower. Ever since that battle in the graveyard, he had been spending most of his day practicing spells. It seemed that the battle that day had greatly stimulated him.

The light screen gradually dimmed and then brightened again, flashing continuously until the brightest light flashed, and then everything went dark.

With Wukong and Guanyin present, and having become neighbors with the Dragon Palace of Bibo Pool, asking for divine protection was merely a formality, yet it still alarmed the Heavenly Court's Lingshan Imperial Observatory.

Li Yi felt neither sorrow nor joy, and simply plummeted downwards. For a very long time, this abyss seemed bottomless. Long enough that Li Yi could even calculate how many meters of free fall his body could withstand.

Wang Tie was much heavier than normal people because of his strong build. Fortunately, Lei Yu exercised regularly, otherwise, carrying a strong man weighing over 100 pounds would have exhausted most people.

His subordinates immediately and respectfully withdrew and went to the balcony, where all eyes were on them, to see if the price would be raised further.

"And what about you? You kept saying... that we'd take revenge together. You knew you were barely able to protect yourself, so why did you risk your life to protect others?" Mo Qinglan forcefully pulled her hand back, a hint of emotion flickering in her clear eyes. Those three words, "You like me," were ultimately too difficult to utter.

Forced to accept the despicable man's conditions, Ning Xuan could no longer tolerate his increasingly audacious behavior and issued a stern warning.

The Mu family knew that Mu Zhuyun had disappeared in Haicheng, and Ning Xi's age and appearance were enough to arouse their suspicion.

Everyone looked at Mo Qinglan, eagerly waiting for her to say yes or no, with a slight nod or shake of her head. Among them, the gazes of Skinny Monkey and Mei Xiaogui were particularly intense.

Mu Jin was already angry, but she hadn't found a chance to vent it. Then, she was hit by an egg, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

But after walking only a few steps, he discovered that a number of villagers had gathered inside and outside Old Wu's house, including his father, Niu Dafu.

He discovered that the call was from his father, and he quickly pressed the answer button.

After breaking through the fire line, the Six Fairies of Life simultaneously retracted their right foot and hands, returning to their original statue state.

"A hot pot restaurant? A private one at that? Haha? I really don't understand the thought process of you young people." Tang Baoshan said with a hearty laugh.

However, these people are not professional soldiers, and they need certain command skills to carry out guerrilla warfare.

The ink painter uses ink to paint, depicting its form; the intention painter uses intention to paint, depicting its spirit; the heart painter uses heart to paint, depicting its essence; the Dao painter uses all things to paint, depicting their Dao. The myriad things before us are painted, but they contain the myriad things' form, spirit, essence, and Dao. They are inanimate objects, yet not inanimate objects; they are paintings, yet not paintings.

There's no problem with that, but the air resistance isn't great enough, so the deceleration effect isn't too uncomfortable; it's just that Li Yanyang can feel it.