Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

When the beam of light touched Zhang Hao, it seemed to encounter a vortex formed by the infinite air and stopped instantly. The bright bullet circled in front of him and stopped about 20 centimeters away from his heart, hanging in the air without any fluctuations.

After staring at the motionless front for a moment, Zhang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly stretched out his fingers and flicked them lightly - the speed of generating the recovery force quickly exceeded the initial launch. At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to be stagnant, and this recovery force seemed to penetrate the air and break out, unstoppable.

The remote controller, the attacker known as Jero, showed an incredible expression on his face, "This guy is okay!" But before he could digest the doubts, the beam of light that came back was like a stone hitting a fruit core, tearing his brow and causing blood to slowly flow to the ground.

"Jero! Jero!" the operator called through the communicator. Except for the sound of electricity, there was no other sound response.

At this moment, the big soldier with dark chestnut hair suddenly turned sideways and looked back, then immediately drew out his weapon, his movements were clean, smooth and powerful, and he had obviously undergone rigorous armed special operations training.

Behind the big man, he maintained a calm attitude, gently drawing a V-shaped symbol with his fingertips, instantly capturing a flash of light that was about to fly towards Zhang Hao, just like capturing

Lu Xia replied politely: "Section Chief, regarding the interview with the prisoners..."

"Then let Xu Gang do this." The section chief gave the instruction.

"Understood." Lu Xia saluted and left the door.

Seeing Lu Xia's back, Jia Chengpeng couldn't help but frown, and then sighed: "This world is indeed unpredictable."

The reconnaissance agencies had anticipated this attack on the money transport vehicle—actually anticipated it and made careful preparations.

As a senior veteran and experienced investigator, Jia Chengpeng is well aware of the conspiracy here - these privately contracted soldiers are just a cover for reconnaissance. Just like the years of development in the game "Endless Ancient", in reality, no one has yet been able to reach the realm of cultivation, let alone a cultivator in the world of cultivation.

Such a close and warm scene like the one between Zheng Dong and Zheng Nan is particularly precious on the edge of the city where modern and ancient elements blend together.

One evening, in a garden of the Zheng family on the outskirts of the city, a girl named Bai Yuling sat on a bench, the afterglow of the setting sun casting a warm color around her.

The sun shone through her hair, as if trying to retain the fading golden luster. Bai Yuling closed her eyes and concentrated, immersed in a world of peace and tranquility. Suddenly, she noticed a subtle difference in the air, as if someone was approaching.

The originally peaceful scene was instantly disturbed, a soft arm quietly came up from behind and hugged Bai Yuling's shoulders tightly. "Yuling." The voice was warm and familiar, it was the name she had never seen but imagined countless times - Zheng Nan.

The moment Bai Yuling heard the name, an indescribable emotion surged in her heart. She stood up suddenly, trying to get rid of this sudden feeling. Zheng Nan immediately noticed the panic. He frowned slightly, his eyes full of confusion and concern, "What happened? You don't seem to be feeling well."

"I just... don't like the feeling of being touched," Bai Yuling's voice was trembling. Her eyes drifted towards the sunset not far away, not wanting the other person to see her true feelings at the moment - fear.

Zheng Nan looked at her deeply, and he understood the impact that his unintentional action might have caused. With a soft sigh, he said, "I'm sorry, Yuling. I should have told you in advance. I didn't mean to cause you any trouble or discomfort."

With Zheng Nan's sincere apology, her original anxiety and confusion began to slowly dissipate, leaving only a little guilt and some expectations for adjusting the way they get along in the future. She nodded to show her understanding, and at the same time realized that she was too sensitive to the unfamiliar, and perhaps she needed more courage and tolerance in the future.

"I understand that you are doing this out of concern. In the future, if you want to touch me, you can ask for my permission first. It is important that both of us feel comfortable and safe." Bai Yuling gave advice in her soft tone, hoping to find a balance point on this boundary of mutual contact.

In this brief but meaningful moment, the two found a way to understand each other's boundaries. Although there is still a long way to go, at least there is a solid foundation - respect and communication.

As the sun sets over the horizon, the day ends, but the two hearts are closely connected at this moment. They go home, hoping that the next time they meet, they will be in a more peaceful and relaxed atmosphere.

Abandoning the exploration of primary spells, Xi Chen is now ready to challenge the intermediate spell field in his ability map. Compared with primary spells, the strength of intermediate spells will undoubtedly be at least ten times stronger, or even more; it is simply a huge leap from one universe to another.

With the cooperation of tens of thousands of players and the analysis of notes, Xi Chen's virtual interface has become extremely brilliant and dazzling. Judging from the low-end spells alone, he already has hundreds of types. Although this accumulation time is not long, and he has not yet honed all his skills to the extreme with the help of the book, the magic power displayed in this list is the technology he has mastered and used proficiently, showing the experience, skills and unique charm he showed when performing. These demonstrated abilities and techniques undoubtedly prove his extraordinary talent and ability.

Because of this, spellcasters realized that the path they had pursued in the past might have its limitations, and subsequently, they have begun to actively seek ways to correct it.

Sadly, even before the fall of the Magician Empire, they still hadn’t found a solution. From the beginning of this difficult exploration history to the present day, the wisdom of future generations is still as obscure as a fog, and it seems that all efforts are powerless and helpless in the face of fate.

Similarly, no matter whether one practices civilization or pursues the ancient path of fairyland, the ultimate goal of these two methods is to become a god-like existence of truth, eternal and everlasting!

Crossing the shackles of time and space, one can fly freely between endless time and space.

The way of immortals is called cultivation of immortals, while in the concept of the God of Truth, it is called a god-level life. Although the names are different, the essence is actually a concept at the same level.

After careful consideration, Cheng Dong could not suppress his interest in the future of the God of Truth and began to inquire about his fate. So he summoned the "Book of Truth".