Volume One, Chapter 103: Research Institute Banquet

“All right, all right!”
Qin Zhengguo dodged her hand and said deliberately, “If you keep pounding me like this, these old bones of mine won’t last much longer, you know?”
“So you promise, then?” Qin Mingyue pressed on relentlessly.
“Fine, I’ll talk to Gu Zhen. You should really spend more time focusing on your research and less on chasing celebrities and playing games. Your parents are coming back soon, so mind yourself. Otherwise—”
Qin Mingyue chose to ignore the rest of the lecture, darting out quickly. “Thank you, Grandpa! I have something else to do, so I’ll head out first!”
Qin Zhengguo could only smile helplessly, then turned back to his own affairs.
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Near the end of the workday, Wen Xuyu sat at her computer, meticulously checking the data.

Meanwhile, Tao Keren was well aware that Wang Nuo, ever the devoted son, would never stray far from his mother, making them natural allies.
Xu Damiao was even angrier. He had gone to see First Uncle, telling him about the matter and hoping he would convene a meeting for the entire courtyard. First Uncle agreed without hesitation.
Almost at the moment the high-ranking Star Lords’ “Stellar Giants” withdrew to the surrounding star system formation, violent rumbling, explosions, and shockwaves erupted from the central black hole and burst forth.
Though frontier wars and patrol missions were important, Mentor Chiyu emerging as an eighth-rank Star Lord was a rare honor within the entire Star League. With such cultivation and status, she would certainly secure a high position in the alliance.
Cheng Yi suppressed her fury. She had to endure. Her uncle was on good terms with the county magistrate of Nantong’s Fuxian. Filing complaints would achieve nothing, and as a registered resident of Fuxian, she was forbidden from reporting across county lines. If she wanted justice, she could only take the imperial exams herself. For now, endurance was her best strategy.

Prince Liao swayed unsteadily. In his youth, he’d thought everything came as a matter of course—he would become Prince, and all obstacles would be naturally removed. But now, with old age and death drawing near, his perspective had changed. He’d dreamt of his birth mother several times already.
But where was this place? Was it really necessary to sneak across the border like this? Ye Cheng simply tossed five thousand dollars to the commanding officer of the patrol, who glanced at it briefly and let them through.
Later, it evolved into playing with two decks and a score of eighty—much more varied and entertaining.
“Uncle, let me stay,” Peng Yi pleaded. “You and Cousin have important matters to attend to. I have nothing better to do, and spending a night in the cell doesn’t bother me.”
Bai Yan gestured for Ji Yan not to enter yet, reaching out to move the chain from the door, which creaked open as he slowly stepped inside.
The first half of Doctor Han’s words was directed at Eddie; the latter half was already addressed to Ruan Erniu.
If Luo Yunfeng’s identity were questionable, Jin Jianguo would never have greeted him so warmly—he’d have kicked him out on the spot. Trusting Luo Yunfeng was really trusting the strength of the domestic intelligence service.
“Has it reached saturation?” Li Zhan wondered with a frown. In the Realm of Souls, it was said that once a soul reached its limit, it would no longer devour others. Forcing it would bring dire consequences.
It is the capital of North Queensland, the main city in northern Queensland, roughly two thousand kilometers north of Brisbane, and one of the primary international gateways to Australia. Located in the tropics, it boasts beautiful scenery, tropical islands, coral reefs, rainforests—a veritable paradise.
Everywhere in the headquarters, fresh blood was spattered. The corridors and passageways were littered with corpses from the Dark Sanctuary.
“Good! Good! Good!” Xiao Zhan was so moved that a tear slid down his cheek.
These microorganisms produce more chlorophyll to suppress the color of carotenoids, making the water appear a deep, mysterious green. No life can survive in the high temperatures at the center of the hot spring. From the inside out, the colors shift—blue, green, yellow, orange, tangerine, and red. A wooden walkway for pedestrians surrounds the Grand Prismatic Spring.
To their surprise, Xu Xian and the others betrayed no shock at all. Instead, they fixed their gazes on the Blood River Patriarch and his aura, both in front of them and in the distant Blood Sea billions of miles away. As for the mighty Dugu Wudi, who was breaking through to the Dao-Union Realm, no one paid him any heed.
Just pay a little extra—see the screenshot above. Xueluo already marked each item with a serial number on the left. If you trust Xueluo’s straightforward explanations, switch between the two pages as you read—let Xueluo’s analysis be your guide, and use the official website for reference.

At this moment, Zhou Xian was keenly aware he faced two ancient monsters, each over ten thousand years old, both treacherous and sly. Who knew what schemes they were brewing? Since the half-man, half-pig had offered to surrender, Zhou Xian decided to test his sincerity and see if he could use him to eliminate the half-man, half-bull—saving himself the trouble.
He kept such a tight rein on her, even interfering with her hard-won chance at romance. When would she ever be free of him?
Only after she lost did she realize, as she pressed the confirmation key, that this wasn’t her computer.
An Muhuan nodded. Naturally, she didn’t want anything to happen to He Changyu, but this trip to the mall was specifically to buy gifts for those who had always cared for her. Aunt Liu, for example, was getting on in years—a scarf would be nice.
She went first to Shen Zhiqiu. As twins, they were nearly identical save for temperament, and with some guidance, even their differences could be bridged.
Sometimes, shutting oneself away to write wasn’t bad in itself, but too long without contact with the world, lost in one’s own thoughts, was never healthy.
Someone who hadn’t even reached the initial stage of inner strength dared act so arrogantly before them—they must have a death wish.
The scene now resembled humanity’s earliest days of expansion—ruthlessly seizing territory from other creatures, bloody and brutal.
After hanging up, Shen Zhiqiu’s heart sank slightly. Mo Feifei, what are you really after?
She paused for a moment, then continued, “When it comes to pregnancy, you have to let nature take its course. For all you know, she might already be expecting—you just haven’t found out yet.” She thought back to her own experience: if it hadn’t been for her injury, she would never have known she was pregnant, and almost lost the child.
In the sleeping chambers, the emperor, who should have been resting, now stood in moon-white inner robes in the middle of the room. Two palace attendants knelt before him, shivering in fear.