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Zuo Ling shook off Guo Qi:
"I am a demon, aren't you afraid I'll use you to appease the sea god?"
Guo Qi tried his best to make an exaggerated expression:
"Grandma, don't listen to the nonsense of these petty people. They're blind, but I'm not. I'm practically worshipping you like gods."
"snort."
She's not going to die, there's no need for her to put up with this humiliation.
Guo Qi said:
"They've learned their lesson and know they were wrong. Please calm down and don't take it to heart."
"Believe it or not, no matter how much I do, if something similar happens again, they will still turn against me," Zuo Ling said seriously.
Guo Qiyi paused, thinking, "Isn't that just how people are?"
Zuo Ling scoffed: "See, don't you know perfectly well?"
Too lazy to waste words, I turned and left.
Guo Qi grabbed her arm:
"Not all of them are like that. At least me, Chen Hao, Di Fei, Lao Yang, Aunt Lin, and many others are truly grateful to you. For our sake, please stay, okay?"
Today's events served as a wake-up call for Guo Qi. With disasters occurring frequently, he lacked confidence in bringing everyone back safely without Zuo Ling's family.
Zuo Ling broke free from him, and her words were cold:
"No one can protect anyone forever. I'm not that close to you guys."
After saying that, he strode back.
He ran into Yang Chengang, pretended not to see him, and left with a cold face.
Guo Qi gestured for Yang Chengang to stop Zuo Ling. Yang Chengang shrugged and said, "You see? She's ignoring me. How can I persuade her?"
Pei Nansheng, Xiao Hao, and Xue Ye sat on the speedboat waiting for Zuo Ling to return.
Based on their understanding of Zuo Ling, they knew he was bound to leave. If it weren't for the fear of Scorpion and Rose retaliating against Tangren Village, they would have left long ago.
As a result, good intentions were not rewarded.
The younger sister (older sister) is heartbroken and cannot stay.
Zuo Ling boarded the boat, and Ning Qiang tried to jump up again, but several ice spikes hit him in the face.
"No, no, no," Ning Qiang squeezed the ice pick and shook his hands, "It's really cold."
He said with a lewd grin:
"Sister Zuo, I left in a hurry and I have nothing left. Please give me some food."
I took out seven or eight compressed biscuits and threw them to him:
"Stop following us! If you do, don't blame me for being rude. Let's go!"
From the very beginning, Zuo Ling never intended to make a fatal enemy of Ning Qiang, unless he himself was courting death.
With the roar of the engine, the assault boat disappeared into the misty night.
Ning Qiang casually tossed the compressed biscuits to Ning Dage, muttering, "She's really leaving, heartless woman."
Looking up at Guo Qi, who was perched high above, he asked, "Are you really going to let them leave?"
Guo Qi remained silent with a sullen face, and Yang Chengang's expression was also unpleasant.
Although Zuo Ling's family didn't appear often when we were in Tangren Village, we felt incredibly at ease knowing they were nearby.
Now that he's left in a huff, his future looks bleak!
Until the cargo ship was no longer visible, the boat and its crew flashed into the space.
The whole family ate a simple meal, took hot showers, and went to bed early.
The people on the cargo ship weren't so lucky.
After Zuo Ling's family left, Guo Qi and Yang Chengang rallied and cleaned up the battlefield.
The carcasses were thrown directly into the sea, while the sea snake carcasses were collected and used as food.
Some family members objected, crying and protecting the body from being thrown away.
Guo Qi was seething with anger and didn't speak kindly:
"Do you want us to throw the corpses down, or do you want us to throw you down with them? The choice is yours."
The family members were sobbing. Guo Qiwei was highly respected, well-liked, fair in his dealings, and rarely lost his temper. It was a rare sight to see him with a dark expression.
Guo Qi had already turned around and was giving instructions to his men before leaving:
“Give them five minutes. If they still refuse when the time is up, throw them all down with them.”
"You dare!"
Guo Qi snorted and walked away without looking back.
Once Di Fei and Chen Hao led their men and resolutely carried out the order to 'throw them down with them,' no one dared to go against it anymore.
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When I read some people's comments, especially those who have read for around 10 hours, it seems like I've read the article, but the comments don't seem to have much to do with it. This feeling is very confusing.
"That protagonist named Lele," she's so illogical, so unreasonable! Seriously, there's no logic in apocalyptic disaster stories!
Disasters and plots inherently contain exaggerated, fantastical, and illogical elements.
That makes perfect sense. You guys are probably struggling to survive somewhere, so you don't have time to nitpick with me!
To say I'm out of my mind for writing such an article, do you even realize you're reading a post-apocalyptic novel? Can't you read?
If you want to read documentary literature, don't bother with this place.
If you're going to read popular science articles or academic papers, please move your butt and stop trying to act all high and mighty with me!
It's not that all the low ratings I received were unreasonable.
For example, “Morning Musings”, give me 2 stars.
First, the 42-hour reading time, at least up to the last chapter at that point, and the comments written.
His words weren't pleasant to hear. Although I don't completely agree with his views, from his perspective, they were fair, objective, without malice, and substantial.
I welcome readers like this, even if they give a low score, because they genuinely convey their reading experience and I get very real feedback.
There are too few readers like this, and even fewer who leave an impression.
Most of them are empty, venting comments, and some are incoherent and inarticulate. Heaven knows what they're saying!
Therefore, there is one that I cherish very much.
Of course, he may have already given up reading the book. That's okay. Novels, though fictional and exaggerated, still offer intellectual stimulation.
It's impossible to gain everyone's approval; I don't harbor such illusions.
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I'm taking up space in the main text not to take advantage of Tomato, but because I just had to get this off my chest. I've seen too many negative reviews, too many "smart" people...
I often find my posts deleted for no reason when I share them on social media. I wonder, can't authors have emotions?
I replied to some negative comments, and then they deleted them.
I, the author, am like a punching bag. I can't delete the negative comments, and the articles I post in my circle are only visible to myself.
Okay, I'm not afraid of embarrassing myself, I'll post it in the main text.
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