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Chapter 139: The Victory of Fewer Modifiers (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

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How would I know?

Chen Jingrun was left stunned by the question.

Examples of mathematicians scheming against each other are countless.

It’s no different from fan club infighting.

Like the story between Qiu Chengtong and Tian Gang, well known in later generations.

Chen Jingrun shook his head repeatedly: “I don’t know what Professor Lin is thinking.”

I think Professor Lin is just too busy.”

Chen Shenshen said: “During the recent mathematics conference, I saw Lin’s

Xia Zhi paid no mind; he signed his name and assigned the experienced Sun Shiliang to handle PR, aiming to stabilize the emotions of users unable to access the service and dampen the public heat around the incident.

During development, Xia Zhi discussed the algorithm prototype with Dr. Ji Yongbin and several others, and used their team’s equipment to develop the algorithm.

As he neared the house, Lu Rong quietly climbed onto the railing, walked to the side window, glanced around, still found no one, then gently pried open a corner of the window and pressed his ear against it.

“It should be on you,” Tsushima Shuji said, lowering his eyes to the bloodstained clothes discarded nearby.

Compared to those other unfamiliar or unreliable companions, it’s still better for them to be with Tsushima Shuji.

But when he next came back to life, the realm he had built within Bianshanhe would surely have vanished entirely, carved up by outsiders; he would have to start over from scratch, and he didn’t even know in what state he would awaken.

“Alright, Li Li, go home quickly! When the report comes out, we’ll go together!” Zhao Yue said, then walked off with her parents toward home.

Normally, even demons and monsters avoid eating things that would make them sick, but for evil ghosts, normal food is inedible—it turns into karmic fire, molten copper, or molten iron upon entering their stomachs.

Is Director Xia trying to turn Zhixia Tech’s technical sharing community into something on the scale of Google?

Wang Dequan got on the car holding his lunch box, glancing toward the gate leading to the backyard, but saw neither Chen Cheng nor Zhao San.

When Chen Lin saw Xiao Ruoyao’s expression the moment she stepped out, he knew she had seen the two gifts.

I knew he just used repulsion to deflect the energy bullet; I didn’t expect such an ability to be so practical.

A powerful punch, laced with primordial energy, slammed directly onto Chai Fei’s Nine Thunder Blades; even with the support of the Nine Thunder Blades and his armor, Chai Fei was instantly blasted backward, spitting blood as he fell to the ground.

Just as Zet said this, the milky-white barrier faded, gradually turning transparent until it vanished.

After enjoying the scenery along the way, I arrived at the courtyard of the villa-style old house in City C; Xuan Yun and Bai Qie were indeed there, sitting silently on the roof.

Indeed, holding the bare purple orchid bamboo, Liu Dingtian clearly felt his spiritual energy restored at an extremely slow pace, even though he practiced the foundational technique taught by Ye Xuan—it was still abnormally sluggish.

All the reporters on site were ready to go, laptops open, cameras set up, waiting for the main character, Lin Feier, to arrive.

Qin Ming opened his mouth, intending to accept Lin Feier’s proposal, but then remembered that his appearance might make the scene uncontrollable.

While the Xu family was urgently hunting down the Mist Vine Cicada, the Mist Vine Cicada waited for an opportunity to flee, but Zhou Wutian’s side was far more tranquil.

Barely had he finished speaking when most of the crowd raised their hands; Hei Mo glanced at Xuan Yun, who gave him a signal; Hei Mo immediately understood and raised his hand at once.

In deep thought, Xiao Rang suddenly waved his hand sharply; the Eight Birds Fan snapped into his grip without hesitation, and he swung it again, unleashing a wave of fire blades toward the fire dragon.

I stopped to waste words with some stranger who appeared out of nowhere because Li Zhi figured he needed a lackey… no, a runner.

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