The Sixth Apostle

Ever since his father had sent him to live with relatives in the countryside ten years ago, Shinji Ikari had experienced the joy of "having a family" for the first time.

Although Rei Ayanami was not good with words, Shinji Ikari, who was relatively sensitive and perceptive, could still sense her satisfaction after tasting the meal he had painstakingly prepared. Without a doubt, that was the finest recognition of his hard work.

The blue-haired, red-eyed girl's "three nos" absolutely did not mean she was heartless, but because... Yu Yang returned to his bunk. To make things easier for him, his mother had specifically bought him a lower berth. Sitting across from him was a middle-aged man around forty. Yu Yang could not be bothered with him, so he took out his instant noodles and prepared to make do with them for dinner.

Those few sects and lineages aside, they were not qualified to partake in the Great Emperor's fortune. Nor did they dare leak this news. In return, the ten great immortal sects and five great families that had originally controlled the Mystic Heaven Secret Realm required all young cultivators in the entire Great Yu Dynasty to enter the Mystic Heaven Secret Realm.

Feng E shook his head. Only he knew what he had come for. The Japanese 106th Division had already landed in Shanghai and could reach Nanjing at any time. It would be fine if those Japanese troops went to Xuzhou, but if they turned to wipe out guerrilla units like theirs, the guerrillas would likely suffer heavy casualties in their haste. His mission was to relay the news back in time.

Sasuke snorted coldly, his eyes instantly turning into Sharingan. With a lift of his foot, he actually caught the kunai Naruto had thrown against the sole