Chapter 41: Does He Still Want to Live off a Woman?

In the classroom of Class One, Wang Peng scribbled a note: "There is a girl in Class Eight who wears Apple jeans. She’s short and a bit chubby. Do you know her?"

Li Mengjiao thought carefully and wrote back: "Her name is Zhang Qianqian. She’s a student at the Town First Middle School. Her father runs a video parlor at the train station; her family is quite wealthy."

"A video parlor?" Wang Peng scratched his head, recalling the scenes inside such places—a small, smoke-filled room where a group of grown men sat, clutching their crotches while watching adult films.

Li Mengjiao passed another note to Wang Peng: "Zhang Qianqian has dated three boyfriends at the Town First Middle School, all of whom had good grades. After dating her, they all went downhill, and their grades plummeted. One of them, named Li Zhuo..."

This was known as a "passage sandstorm." Hu Tuli had encountered it once before. It was summer, and he was passing through alone when the wind swept him off his horse. His horse huddled in terror against the sandbank wall, while he himself was carried by the sandstorm for over a mile, only coming to a stop after slamming into a sand wall and collapsing at its base, which prevented him from being swept away entirely.

His voice echoed in all directions. Every cultivator who heard it shuddered, feeling a profound sense of crisis; they were trapped in a dead end with nowhere to retreat.

Along both sides of the room were interconnected earthen heated beds, occupying nearly three-quarters of the space.

Du Yuan said, "To Senior Situ’s place!" With that, Du Yuan and Shen Yuerou headed toward Situ Feng’s Heavenly Secret Palace.

But now, that was no longer necessary. The system’s instructions had reached the final steps. What awaited him was over eight thousand virtual points; these thousand or so points were no longer worth his attention.

When Lin Guohao heard that it was another ten thousand, he was so terrified he collapsed onto the floor, his mind blank and his eyes unfocused.

Du Yuan bid farewell to Qu Zhifeng and Centurion George, heading toward the hundredth district of the Lixini Sanctuary—a station plaza that could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, with a main road leading to various sectors.

"That's great, Nana. This is a gift for you." Ye Wudao thought for a moment and took out a game console, something he used to pass the time when he was bored.

***

Dean Xing introduced the old doctor to Jiang Jingtian, then turned on his heel and, without waiting for a response, fled the conference room as if escaping, vanishing in an instant. Jiang Jingtian’s expression darkened.

"No, no, Senior, please, listen to my explanation!" Rao Xinhou was terrified out of his wits and hurriedly cried out to explain.

"Godmother, someone is looking for us over there. Let’s go," Gao Yunjin said, looking for an excuse to leave.

No, she absolutely refused to agree. The more Tang Youyou thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Her eyes filled with tears, and she stared stubbornly and resentfully into the man's eyes.

Mo Wen looked at Ye Huan again. He knew that the only one who could make a decision was this Human Emperor, Ye Huan.

News that Gao Yunjin had given birth to a boy did not reach Father Lin and Lin Yixun until the following morning.

Mo Xie felt suffocated and instinctively opened his mouth to gasp for air. A moment later, the light swirled like a vortex, eventually forming a textured golden mask that clung to his face.

Seeing Wu Yinu staring blankly, Zhao Bingnan suddenly realized something and chuckled, saying, "Look at me, speaking without thinking. I meant in the future, not now!"

During a banquet, there were too many people, making it easy for chaos to ensue. Conversely, if someone wanted to harm him, it was easier to strike than at other times.

Once all the funds were in place and preparations were complete, the Huaitian Real Estate Company’s project in the east of the city rose from the ground. Furthermore, they constructed five buildings on the wetland park’s land across the east, west, and south directions.

At that time, it was the grand wedding of Princess Shangting and Xuanyuan Lin. Upon entering the Divine Moon Palace, the Divine Moon King had gifted her the lost martial arts techniques of the Dream Clan.

And then there was Prince Cui, who had come along; it was merely because the old Madam of the Marquis of Weiyuan had a good relationship with the Princess, and he had simply climbed the ladder along with her.

Their actions caught the attention of the landlady who was preparing to go out. She eyed them suspiciously, wanting to say something, but ultimately didn't, turning back into the house instead.

They were all violently shaken, blood spraying from their mouths as if their very organs were being expelled, before they were flung away like kites with snapped strings.

After tossing and turning for a while and finally drifting into a hazy slumber, she was woken up by Xia Shu. After a simple wash, the two sisters went to Princess Anyang’s room, and the three generations of women went to soak in the hot springs.

"Alright, let's get back to the point. Since your company is a high-tech firm focused on artificial intelligence research, I assume this research project is related to that as well?" Lin Tian then said seriously.

Hearing this news, Li Li immediately beamed, his mouth stretching almost to his ears, so moved he was on the verge of tears.

***

Typical galaxies range from dwarf galaxies with only tens of millions of stars to elliptical galaxies with trillions, all orbiting a center of mass. Beyond individual stars and thin interstellar matter, most galaxies contain vast numbers of multiple-star systems, star clusters, and various nebulae.

Zhuang He was Li Qi’s student, a highly skilled surgeon. By some coincidence, he worked at the same hospital as Li Lan, the wife of the victim, Zhang Tianquan.

For a respectable Marquis’s estate to take the initiative to send an invitation only to be rejected, and then to send it again using her name—had they not happened to run into the palace matrons on their way back, leading to yet another rejection, the Marquis’s estate would have lost all face.

How great was the force in Lu Yu’s body? Combined with the short, explosive power of this "Iron Mountain Lean," the speed was so swift that it was impossible to avoid.

In such a situation, neither side could move unless one party’s internal strength was a level higher.

The Ghost General did not belong to the ruins of the Divine Phoenix, and it had nothing to do with the Phoenix Fire Divine Palace.

To this day, Chen An, who had attracted countless troubles while protecting her, had every reason to leave.

Knowing it might be a trap, Mu Lian dared not catch it with her hand. She flicked her wide sleeve, wrapping the silver needle within it. With a pull and a tug, the needle’s momentum was completely nullified. She flipped her wrist, and a silver needle emitting an icy blue cold light lay in her palm.

"Why can't I do this! You treated me exactly like this back then! I’m only returning the favor!" Ling Huoling said, sounding somewhat pleased.

The technological prowess of the Blue Star and Earth had their own respective strengths, just as Dr. Adis and Liu Jun’s research technologies did.

He did want to save Su Li, but he refused to use such a method. For him, he could be a flirtatious playboy in his daily life, but his principle was to settle down once he was married.

By the time the parents of Huang Zhao and the school authorities arrived, the police station was instantly like a boiling pot of oil, spinning out of control. Chen’s mother, protective of her child, ignored all decorum and pointed fingers at Huang Zhao’s parents and the school director, arguing fiercely. In the end, the police officers struggled to finally stabilize the situation.

"Screech!" A car drove over from not far away. The driver hadn't expected someone to suddenly rush out from the side of the road. Seeing an imminent collision, he slammed on the brakes, but the car continued to slide forward.