Chapter 30
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After the Shenzhen stock subscription warrant incident in the summer of 1992, the central leadership realized that the stock market might be the best means of rescuing state-owned enterprises.
“Have you noticed? The color of this corpse’s skin is undergoing a subtle change. The color of these scraps of flesh seems to be growing lighter and lighter, but it isn’t the ghastly white of an ordinary person who has lost blood. It’s more of a grayish white!” Merid said slowly, his brows knitting with deep confusion.
Perhaps, after the war ended and Germany emerged victorious, it would become an episode in the biographies written about him. Perhaps, when he had grandchildren, he could tell them about his experience “killing lice.” Of course, his grandchildren might not even know what lice were.
Yuan Shikai spoke with great haste, almost like a machine gun rattling off a burst. He poured out every word in one breath, barely leaving himself time to breathe. Li Zicheng knew perfectly well why he was doing it—he simply could not hold it in—and secretly laughed to himself.
By the 1970s, Yamauchi Hiroshi had discovered that ever since video games had been invented, Nintendo’s playing-card products had suffered a tremendous blow in sales. Young people who played arcade games and home consoles far outnumbered those who played cards.
“It’s useless, useless! You must die today, hahahaha…” The boy burst into an unrestrained laugh. After a few laughs, he suddenly covered his mouth and began coughing violently. Then, with a retch, he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Congratulations, Knicks. At this point, you’ve gone beyond being merely terrible. Since the games entered December, the Knicks have managed only one victory, against the Nets. Every other game has ended in an utter and undisputed defeat. Whether at home or away, all you can hear is laughter and jeers directed at the Knicks.
Forget that in this era industrial robots were cutting-edge technology forbidden for export to China. Even if their export to China had not been prohibited, Zhang Shaojie could never have afforded one.
Of course, what mattered most to Baolong Company now was neither the growth of its fixed assets nor the expansion of its film output. It was the development of its reputation and brand.
The scene was more horrifying than anything anyone had ever witnessed. One after another, the special-forces soldiers concealed in the jungle collapsed. Their fallen bodies looked like desiccated corpses drained of every drop of moisture—an unbearable sight.
“What about you? You were caught in the shock waves from the explosion of the War-Dome Sky Axe. You weren’t seriously hurt, were you?” the Eternal Life Emperor asked Luo Li. He now belonged to the Undying Heavenly Palace, so naturally he was deeply concerned about Luo Li’s injuries.
Lin Rui declined the offer to go to the hospital for an examination. He did not want reporters hounding him, so Yin Dongcheng drove the rest of the way.
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“Cao Bao?” Xiao Yang’s eyelid twitched. Wasn’t the designated location Tao Qian’s provincial headquarters? How had they ended up at Cao Bao’s residence?
At that moment, confusion appeared in the eyes of Wu Taihe and Wu Mandong as they gazed at the craters around them. They were bewildered at first, but in an instant, the joy of having survived a catastrophe overwhelmed them, and they began to weep aloud.
However, this was the territory of the Boundless Flame Realm, and Xiao Lin naturally would not allow the aura of any extraterrestrial fiend to remain. He flicked a finger, and a brilliant tongue of flame pierced through space. Like a drop of ink spreading through clear water, it swiftly expanded, and within the span of a single breath, it burned all the demonic energy in the sky away.
Yin Qianxia’s footsteps faltered. She slowly turned around and found Lin Rui watching her with an utterly helpless expression.
“How is that possible?” Jing Wuming stared at the sword protruding from his chest, his eyes filled with terror and incomprehension.
After lunch and a brief rest, Lin Rui arranged for Yan Song to go to the mountaintop and check whether Feng Yun and the others were still there.
“Wu Taihe, you old fox, stop spouting nonsense! Who among the people of Yue does not know what kind of person you are?” A trace of anxiety flashed through Gong Qing’s eyes. His gaze kept sweeping around him, clearly searching for a chance to escape.
A light screen covered one section of the hall’s wall. The entire surface was densely packed with missions, each one preceded by a number.
Hu Fei put down the mouse, lifted his cup, and took a sip of water. This cadre information-management system had been created many years ago and contained only basic information about officials. It lacked the data Hu Fei cared about most: their achievements, their records of mistakes, and the supporting evidence for both.
Song Guangming no longer addressed Wang Fengguo as Mayor Wang. Instead, he called him Fengguo directly. This showed that Song Guangming had accepted him.
It seemed as though the system had opened a path for him to dominate the Internet industry. In reality, a single antivirus program could at most be the foundation of a respectable Internet company, couldn’t it?
The remaining people whose souls had not yet been absorbed also exhausted most of their strength while resisting. One by one, they collapsed limply onto the ground.
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Now that they had taken the initiative to come knocking, damn it, this was awkward. It left him with the guilty embarrassment of ruthlessly abandoning someone after having taken what he wanted.
During those five years, Xiao Yueyi and the others had no idea how long they wandered through the chaos. They had visited many other worlds, yet they still found no trace of Jun Wushuang.
It was from that moment onward that Ali became an elusive phantom thief. Whatever she took a liking to, she stole. Then, after stealing from someone extraordinarily powerful, Ali began her life on the run.
After calming the people in the town, Nan Yun and Huang Tian thoroughly cleared out all the enemies lurking within it.
During those days, apart from sleeping, resting, and eating his three daily meals, Xia Nuo devoted nearly all his time to cultivating the Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship.
At these words, Xuan Yuan Tianyue’s pupils darkened slightly, while the smile on his face widened. “Then, Qianqian, would you like to find out whether your husband is truly tired?” As he spoke, he suddenly rolled over and pinned her beneath him. The heat radiating from his body surged outward, instantly enveloping them both.
Liu Li’s words, light as a gentle breeze, drifted through the great hall. They stirred Luo Qingyue’s heart and moved everyone else present as well.
I simply raised my foot and placed it on his knee, continuing my investigation into how to undo it, unwilling to admit defeat. I did not care in the least that his shoes were dirty.
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