Chapter 138: Are You a God?

Apocalypse: Stockpiling a Trillion Supplies at the Start Master Wujie 1255 words 2026-04-02 04:23:02

When Cao Bin drove the armored vehicle up to the villa’s entrance, both women were stunned by the sight before them—they never expected he would own such a vehicle.

This car was roadworthy during the extreme heat season.

“Abin, where on earth did you get this thing? You’re seriously too impressive,” Gu Ruyi exclaimed in astonishment as she looked at Cao Bin.

Hearing this, Li Yunhui’s heart jolted, and immediately, the image of Feng Ya appeared in her mind. She had no enemies in the capital; the only person who might have a reason to harm her was Feng Ya. Coupled with Feng Ya’s parting words, her certainty only deepened, and she hurriedly pleaded.

Faced with the sudden crisis, Bamo and Aung San were at a loss. On one hand, they tried their best to calm their troops’ spirits; on the other, pressured by domestic concerns, they had no choice but to adopt a stance, formally protesting to the Japanese side and demanding an explanation for the incident.

The matter became very straightforward: the only thing that could be done between Green Horn and Wang Nuo was to compete amicably, to see whose understanding of the market was more accurate.

“As you command!” Ji Yan replied expressionlessly, pouring two more pills into his hand before heading toward the direction pointed out by Bai Yan’s finger.

Meng Han and the others never expected that they would be competing against Green Horn for the same market in terms of returns, especially after the latter had entered their stronghold, prompting them to adopt a different investment strategy.

When Ye Hua arrived, Yu Wuxia was already holding Hua Xuanji in front of the palace’s last gate.

In industry terms, it was frighteningly stable—no significant upward trend, no downward momentum either—almost like rising for two or three days, then pulling back once, rising again for a few days, then another pullback. The volume had also slightly decreased compared to the same period in history.

At such times, Wu Xuan felt he no longer needed to consider things like saving face.

Having been promoted, Ye Feng and the others immediately received better treatment. The event organizers took them to the area where the Eight-tier Immortal Residences were located. Amid congratulations from the other undefeated Eight-tier Immortal Residences, they comfortably took the seats originally held at the Chaohé Hall and sipped tea.

Seeing she showed no desire to speak, Chu Xi knew what it was about. This only confirmed another point: if their abilities were insufficient, why bring it up at all?

“Ning, since you’re from Jinhua County, what brings you to Guobei County?” Meng Changsheng asked again. He recalled from a past life’s movie plot that Ning Caichen came to Guobei County to collect debts.

Both sides drew on their primordial energy, an invisible pressure radiating from all directions. The grass and trees trembled slightly, while even the wind and clouds seemed fearful.

“While my husband was in seclusion, this Fairy Li also came by, but she didn’t seem very hostile,” Li Jiao Jiao said from the side, informing Meng Changsheng of the situation.

Chu Ci had been in City C for several days without meeting anyone; instead, he was busy helping his older brother. He realized he shouldn’t have come to City C—it was just asking for trouble.

The tree-planting robot employed tactile, photoelectric, angular, and temperature sensors, utilizing aerodynamic devices and solar cells. The desert environment was harsh—dry climate and scarce water sources made it unbearable for humans. Thus, large-scale manual tree planting was impractical, and reforestation could only start near riverbanks.

“I came to see your teacher. You stay here; I’m borrowing your teacher for a while,” Ding Jiuxi said, grabbing Xuan Che and leaving before he could utter a word.

Everything had been arranged, and the palace envoys had returned to report. Emperor Renzong of Song chose the third day to hold Di Qing’s wedding, but no one in the Di household was happy.

Chu Chu stared at him, mouth agape, disbelief written all over her face. “How did you know?” she asked. She had pondered for a long time but never figured it out.