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Chapter 139: The 139th Day of Lying Flat Like a Salted Fish Things outside were progressing fairly smoothly as well. Siming's company was gradually taking shape. Now that he no longer had to support the tens of thousands of people on the Desolate Planet, he could finally breathe a little easier. Even if the people of the Desolate Planet had very low standards when it came to food, and the cheapest ingredients were enough to satisfy them, that was still nearly fifty thousand mouths to feed. Out in…- 283.0 K • Ongoing
- Chapter 6 Starry Night The weather grew colder by the day. By early December, a solid week of relentless drizzle had set in. That week coincided with the busiest stretch of coursework for sophomores at Xicheng University. Swamped under a mountain of assignments, Zhou Mo had barely caught her breath and had only seen He Chong once during the entire week. On Friday afternoon, after handing in her last assignment, Zhou Mo checked her schedule and saw only a low-priority elective remaining for the…
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- Chapter 5: Morning Star "As the sun sets in the west, red clouds fly..." His phone suddenly rang. After switching to a smartphone, He Chong found that its battery drained extremely fast. His old phone was light and easy to carry, so he hadn't discarded it. He carried both with him, one for chatting with Zhou Mo and the other strictly for phone calls. Only now did he realize just how much of a mood-killer that old ringtone was. He Chong froze, his sanity rushing back in an instant. His gaze fell…
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- Chapter 4: Wild Grass By Sunday, He Chong still hadn't been able to reach Zhou Mo. He had returned to Yannan Town and spent the entire day fixing cars at the repair shop, restless and distracted. In truth, there were only so many reasons she might be unreachable: either she had been dragged off to some banquet, or, like last time, she had suddenly left the country without a word. Tyrannical and overbearing though the Zhou family was, they protected Zhou Mo well; it wasn't his place to worry about her…
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- Chapter 32: A Critical Moment Wen Xu's brow furrowed even tighter. Although he hadn't been cultivating for long and his seventh-level Qi Refining strength was slightly inflated, there was no way he could be inferior to someone at the first level of Qi Refining. With his master's jade slip on his person, Wen Xu ran for a short distance before coming to a halt. It was obvious this man was trying to extort them, or rather, had targeted them. "Who on earth are you?" Spiritual Physician Ming was…
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- Chapter 3: The Knight A habit built over more than a decade had Zhou Mo awake at first light. Once she was ready, she headed toward the yard, only to find the heavy iron gate locked. Through the pale blue morning mist, the open ground inside lay quiet and spacious. Zhou Mo rattled the chains on the iron gate and shouted inside, "He Chong! Time to get up!" After a moment, a shadow stepped out from the building. It was He Chong. As he drew closer, Zhou Mo noticed he was wearing nothing but loose boxer…
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- Chapter 2: "List of Bad Things" By late June, Xicheng was entering the hottest time of the year. The camphor trees along the roads drooped under the scorching sun, and even the shadows beneath them shimmered with heatwaves. For the past month, Zhou Mo had been consumed by final exams, her life like a stagnant pond covered in fallen twigs and withered leaves, without a single ripple. As soon as her last exam of the semester ended, Zhou Mo was called to the office by Jiang Ye, who taught oil…
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- Chapter 1: Early Summer Summer in Xicheng always began with the fading of wisteria blossoms and the falling of sycamore fluff. In the blink of an eye, thick green shade filled the view. May 17. Auspicious for offering sacrifices and praying for blessings; inauspicious for moving house or installing doors. In the afternoon, during an outdoor sketching session, a group of students sat lined up along the curb of Humanities Avenue. Zhou Mo set up her easel, but she had yet to make a single stroke. Her…
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