Chapter 141

At this time, China, under pressure, was fully embracing Western academic journals and related publications, with a focus on the semiconductor field.

You don’t realize until you look.

Once you look, you’re stunned.

In the past, everyone was disconnected; most of China’s semiconductor experts had returned home by or before 1955 and were largely unaware of developments after that year.

Western journals and magazines filled this gap for them.

“That’s right—this matter is truly not simple. From what I recall, there truly exists a method to gain memories of a past life through worship, but it differs greatly from what the shopkeeper said.”

The man with glasses closed his eyes at that moment, as if sinking into some memory, his expression shifting constantly—now joyful, now sorrowful—as if experiencing all the bitterness and sweetness of human life.

The wooden sword had not even reached the corpse’s chest before a bloodied, mangled hand seized it, snapped it in two with a casual twist, then hurled it at the yinyang master. The seemingly simple motion carried terrifying force; when the yinyang master dodged, it plunged straight into the compacted earthen wall.

The next day was the wedding; early in the morning, everyone bustled about. Yang Liangxi, still shaken, hid behind Su Mochen, nervously watching as they applied makeup to Su Jinfan, dressed her in a wedding gown, and spoke in hushed tones.

Perhaps because this force of karmic destiny carried the breath of Heaven’s Dao, the once-ferocious power gradually calmed as it drifted within the karmic current. Yet still, one force pulled left, another pulled right—as if determined to tear Bai Lu apart.

These words made Dr. Ma feel as if he had stepped across time. Many years ago, when he had rescued him, he had said something similar. Back then, he had given the boy a promise—and kept it. And now, he had saved his life once more.

Jin Ming chuckled a few times at the spirit fox’s back. Fighting me? Hahaha. But he didn’t try to stop her—he knew well enough that Lin Ming couldn’t sense her cultivation level. For Lin Ming to hold her back would be difficult, and he might end up getting beaten instead.

Su Mochen, hearing their conversation, furrowed his eyebrows slightly and fell into thought. Some things might be better handled before going abroad.

“You at least have some sense. This Tiger’s Fierce Blade accompanied the Demon Lord for decades as he waged war across the Demon Realm—invincible in every battle. Now that I wield it, I shall surely borrow his ancient valor to slay you traitors!” The Lion King spoke with righteous conviction, and instantly, the morale of every soldier present, once listless, was reignited.

Xue Qi swung back and forth like a swing—when he was far from the water, he sighed in relief; when he neared it, he screamed at the top of his lungs. The scene of him creating his own trouble was genuinely amusing.

Who among us, regarding our own biological parents and grandparents, does not hope to reclaim our ancestral roots? Perhaps what Lin Feng feels now is nothing more than the fear before reclaiming them.

Though many among them felt bitter resentment, seeing that the spiritual treasure had already been seized by another, they knew they could not take it back—even if they wished to. They would not knowingly court suffering for an impossible goal.

This planet is named Dongru Star, within the realm of the Immortal, Demon, and Monster Worlds—here lies the battlefield of calamity.

Boom! Boom! Roar! Roar! In an instant, numerous divine artifacts struck directly before the dozen men, engulfing them completely. And those dozen men, as the others behind them launched their assault, did not hesitate.

The iPhone 4’s ringtone sounded. Li Si apologized and answered the call. Zhuang Dayong told Li Si that the hospital director would call shortly—the bed issue was resolved. Li Si thanked Zhuang Dayong and ended the call.

Could this be training me? Would it even help? Li Si was puzzled. He saw Bai Zizai striding ahead with effortless grace, showing no intention to slow down or speak.