Chapter 981: An Arms Race?!

The news that Fangzheng Computer was selling its brand to Dongling Gaokē sent ripples through the computer industry, far greater than those stirred in the photocopier sector.

After all, photocopiers are ultimately a niche market, far smaller than the computer industry, and no household needs to buy one.

But computers are different—the domestic computer market stands on the brink of explosion; following the pattern of American computer industry development, China too may one day.

Besides, items sold on the black market are inherently tainted; everyone knows it, they just don’t speak of it.

“Excellent, Yucheng, your comprehension is strong.” I no longer concealed my fondness for this child, Yucheng; perhaps now, I no longer even consciously recall all that happened to me in the year he was born.

In Sar Apollo’s hand was a bloodstained fragment of leather armor, its edges smooth and clean, as if severed by some sharp weapon. The blood on it was likely spilled at that time.

Without warning, Lance detected a hint of resentment in the other’s words and subtly stepped away from Leon’s enthusiastic embrace.

A jar of wine was brought up, and wine utensils were naturally provided; Zhang Jin poured his family’s unique Hongniangzi wine into Ling Yan’s and Wu Qin’s cups. Wu Qin had drunk it many times and showed no reaction, but Ling Yan, upon smelling the aroma alone, knew this wine was truly extraordinary.

Zhu Junyang saw his limbs hanging limp, boneless, and realized his bones had been shattered; even if rescued, he would likely be permanently crippled.

If it is said that body cultivation and qi cultivation have never been compatible since ancient times, yet yesterday I truly practiced the Qingfeng Jue, and my body showed no abnormality. Perhaps… Lin Ling boldly speculated: this Qingfeng Jue might merely be a pure breathing method, not even a qi cultivation technique at all.

“You didn’t see it with your own eyes—why are you so certain?” Shi Shouqing raised an eyebrow, clearly doubting Lin Ling’s claim.

As he passed a room door, Fang Mu paused his gaze. Without surprise, he knew that inside this house, Asuka and Aku were currently asleep.

The next morning, Xie Daoxuan and Mo Li finished washing up, ate breakfast, and waited downstairs for Mo Qizong.

When her father was arrested, she left; when Fu Bo held off the enemies, she left; when her brother walked into the rain to shield them, she still left.

Gao Lianru, who had been quietly observing the situation, spotted Deng Damei and instantly panicked.

He glanced around the living room; the house wasn’t large, but the decoration was decent and it was kept very clean.

“Mom, we’re not angry—Zhang Zhizheng gave Er Gou something to eat; you have to give something back to Zhang Zhizheng, or else he’s just eating alone, right?” Er Gou’s aunt had held back for a long time; today, she finally exploded.

Qu Qingying, lying on the hospital bed, suddenly heard these words and was profoundly shaken, staring at Xie Daoxuan in disbelief.

Upon entering the Eastern Palace’s territory, they walked for a long while before reaching a magnificent palace, where two characters hung above the gate: “Bi Yuan.”

After a long while, he thanked the wonton elder, picked up his storage bag and talismans, and walked toward another patch of darkness.

On the first day, large numbers of merchants appeared at all sea-tribe human trade ports, buying vast quantities of goods with massive amounts of sea coins.

With this divine artifact as a foundation, the gods of the Gate of Truth finally felt the great stone hanging over their hearts settle.

“Move away, stop shaking—look, you’ve dirtied my clothes.” The peach juice had dripped all over me. He lured me with delicious fruit—I was truly tempted, yet I was angry at him and didn’t want him to win.

“If this is true, then Li Tao’s appearance is suspicious; thus, all the arrangements and plans were orchestrated by someone behind the scenes. It seems Ma Qi is truly a victim—now we must find evidence. The entire scene is filled with Ma Qi’s traces, and we must eliminate each one carefully.” Li San analyzed carefully.