Chapter 94: What I Want Is Not These

Lin Ran said nothing; the room fell silent.

Korolev, having escaped from that hellhole called Siberia, was naturally a clever man.

He immediately recalled the secret report sent back from the Far East by Pokrovsky, including the missile accuracy optimization model that Soviet Russia had bought from China at a high price.

That model and the content Lin Ran was now explaining shared the same core: the application of optimal control theory in the real world.

“So it was you.”

Huang Xiong Dao Ren finally realized it too, but after witnessing Li Chun’s strength, what could he possibly say?

In the mortal world: global travel photographer, national first-class photographer, member of the China Photographers Association, member of the Royal Photographic Society of Britain…

Moreover, according to the consistent logic of those races, when launching expeditions, they would never deploy all their elite unless preparing for a full tribal migration. And given the strength of the other races opposing the immortal clans at that time, it wasn’t worth the true masters personally stepping in.

This was a normal timeline, and at this moment, he existed within the same region as the many worlds of this timeline, sharing the same fate as those worlds.

He, long dead for years, could never have imagined that among countless human individuals, only this one met the condition.

Facing Yeziyun’s instructions, Qixi Qingniao gladly devoted all its effort to fulfill them. After agreeing to Yeziyun’s request, it continued reporting the results of its night search.

“I’ll go!” Su Bing volunteered. He had prepared long in advance and had mapped out everything—every route, including those leading to the Sikong family’s branch offices and headquarters, all memorized.

“It’s the butler of Baiyu Tower~—Xixingsi Youfeng. The official side has never released his identity, and he’s jokingly called the illegitimate son of Bayun Zi and Youyuzi.” Ignoring the rigid Wu Feng, Lily continued cheerfully introducing him, as if she’d finally found a kindred spirit.

This distance was still a bit too far for the ion disintegrator’s effective range, but it ensured the safety of the Star Alliance fleet; besides, they were already at the point of no return.

“This is your arrangement? Your arrangement is just casually killing people!” Ding Yi was nearly frantic.

Even Song Guofeng’s plan to cut off the tail to save the body had become insubstantial after Qinglian crushed the hundred thousand heavenly cultivators.

Only at this moment did Mino Shirayuki realize it was merely a naive thought born of her own ignorance.

“I don’t know why the counselor insisted on being class monitor—I’ve only seen him once on campus,” Yang Xingguo could only speak the plain truth.

He pointed at the Shilin Treasure Seal in the sky, which spun again and surged forward; Xu Chiyan seized the opportunity to instantly teleport away. He finally understood why the opponent had asked He Can about mana control just before the battle.

The thick cloud layer overhead had suddenly split open, revealing the stars and bright moon in the sky.

Beidou Yinghao raised his teacup; his expression was calm, betraying not a trace of arrogance or boastfulness.

To a swordsman who had mastered the Great Nature Asura Sword, he was not fighting on a battlefield—he was dueling the Dao of the Sword itself.

Yukinoshita Yukino led the way, following the signs, which indicated that a tofu shop was not far ahead.

But in the end, it crashed violently onto the spire of a building, its wings fully spread, then folded shut; blazing flames shot straight to the ninth heaven, its body seemingly freed from Earth’s gravity, ascending into the sky, where the flames suddenly burst open into a colossal cross spanning heaven and earth, illuminating the entire surface.

These bear clans possessed only brute strength and had no cultivation methods whatsoever; at best, they were barely considered Martial Cultivation Masters. One Martial Cultivation Master could match two Martial Dao Grandmasters. No wonder the fox spirits were terrified, scrambling in panic to dodge.