Chapter 66: Millet, Rifles, Airplanes, and Artillery

With the house entirely empty, Lu Youyou could make as much of a mess as she pleased.

Reference books were spread all over the floor, alongside piles of academic papers as tall as Little Gray-Gray, written in Chinese, English, and even French and German.

In her past life, she had studied at university in the United States and later went on exchange programs in Switzerland and Germany. While her third and fourth foreign languages had previously been limited to casual daily conversation, her mind now functioned much like a dictionary, rendering her foreign language proficiency almost on par with her native tongue.

Everything she used to brush aside and leave unread was now pulled out. Lost in her books—

Li Ya: "I actually prepared a romantic vow and a proposal, Mengmeng, are you really not going to listen?"

Tang Lele watched everyone eating with enjoyment, only regretting the absence of wine; it would have been even better with some drinks.

Having seen Ye Jingyan so often, she had long since grown accustomed to his good looks, yet upon looking at him now, she found herself still unable to look away.

As soon as they arrived home, the enthusiastic Mother Luo showered Ning Jing with endless praise from head to toe, and while praising her, did not forget to put down Luo Jiayang. In short, she talked about his bad temper, told Ning Jing she needed to be patient with him, and expressed how hard it must be for her.

Such an assertion was utterly absurd, yet this intuition was undeniably present, leaving no room for her to ignore it in the slightest.

A profound panic gnawed at his heart, bringing a pain akin to ten thousand ants devouring it, a torment he could barely withstand.

"This Prince can swear! I am definitely not coaxing you. By then, the entire world will be mine, and I will do as I please—who would dare care what others say..." The more he thought about it, the more delightful his mood became. Looking back at Qi Shaofan's charming smiles, he grew increasingly restless and distracted. Disregarding the fact that it was broad daylight, he reached out and began groping her all over.

It was not yet eight o'clock in the evening, and there were still quite a few people lingering in the café, passing the time over cups of coffee.

Such was the nature of the world. Whether money invested could be easily recovered was a matter of no great consequence to the ultra-wealthy, but once emotions were invested, things became unpredictable.

"Before the end of this year, I suppose. The power grid in Jinan is already being laid out, and once the generators are installed, the grid should be fully connected." According to the construction schedule of the Institute of Technology, official power was to be supplied by the early part of the twelfth lunar month. A few streets would be opened first for a trial run, and after confirming everything was problem-free, electricity would be provided to the entire city by mid-month.

This bow represented not only King Ying Zheng's respect, but also the very lives of the Confucian scholars, ensuring they were preserved.

"I am not cut from the same cloth as the Five Major Sects, but as for whether I am a friend or an enemy to the Ming Cult, that depends entirely on the attitude of the Cult's leadership," Wang Zhen said, turning his gaze to Zhuang Zheng.

"Lord Yaoyue!" Kimimaro walked in, calling out with excitement, an undisguised fanaticism burning in his eyes.

It was a pity that even if Jue Wushen's cultivation advanced further, he still could not rule the Central Plains. There were simply too many aged monsters hidden in the Central Plains; how could they ever allow someone wielding that kind of power to run amok in the pugilistic world? When the time came, if even one of those old monsters stepped forward, Jue Wushen would undoubtedly meet a miserable end.

Fearing that Wang He might be in danger, Long Chuan hurriedly ordered the soldiers on either side to raise their shields and encircle Wang He in the center.

The common people everywhere also required appeasement. After all, a war had just been fought, and places scorched by the flames of conflict were reduced to a living hell where countless people lacked even food to eat.

Dropping all pretense and revealing his ferocious nature, the Fourth Raikage—who was naturally hot-tempered—truly felt the intent to kill Danzo upon discovering that he had fallen entirely into the trap set by Konoha's "New Jade."

In truth, Yaoyue knew better than anyone that Su Ying could never be a mere plaything for Wei Wuya, and could even be certain that she was still a maiden, otherwise her temperament would inevitably have undergone a change.

The plot twists and turns, compelling you to follow in the footsteps of Yun Tianyao as you gradually uncover the truth behind a blood-soaked vendetta, painting the blueprint of the Divine Miracle Continent right at the intersection of your world and mine.

Zhou Tianlong frowned slightly and was just about to walk over to take a closer look when the shadowy figure clearly noticed him as well, hastily turning around and leaving the spot.

A sharp-beaked thunder-birdman blocked Wang Zhuangzhuang's path, speaking in an authoritative tone.