The nature of warfare had changed.
In his previous life, before all-out war broke out, Lier had never considered this question-
In fact, few people outside the military had considered it, because no one deliberately thought of using humanity's most lethal weapons as a routine means of waging war.
War usually began with small-scale armed clashes, border skirmishes... things that had no real bearing on their own lives.
Yang Yuhan's delight stood in stark contrast to Du Huahua at the crash site. There-
"Uncle, what's wrong? You look so serious. Did that Lan fellow give you a hard time?" The moment Gu Qian'er saw Wang Hao, she rose and walked over, stopping right in front of him. They were so close they could hear each other breathe. Then she lifted her head and gazed affectionately into his eyes.
Liu Tingting chimed in from the side as well. She could no longer spare any thought for whether she regretted it. In any case, if they did not pay today, even she would not be able to leave.
An Yi sat there barefoot, with the trash can a long way away from her. The ground was filthy, covered in dirt and wet shoe prints.
"There you are." A Yu caught up, panting, with several cups of sweet rice balls in his hands. "Here, these are for you. Eat your fill." He wiped the sweat from his forehead, then noticed the necklace in Ling Wanwan's hand.
Once everything was ready, everyone headed to Lin Yao's home together. It seemed her home was still everyone's gathering place.
Xiang Qingshuang's other hand, which was braced against the bed, slowly tightened, clutching the bedsheet beneath her.
Zhao Jun's expression darkened completely. He had always been sensitive about his status as a member of a branch of