Volume 1, Chapter 47: A Pathetic Escape

Jiang Yue leaned against the seat in front of him, gasping for breath. It felt even more painful than having several steel bars pierce straight through his body—a heartbreaking agony.

After a few years, once Chinese mathematicians had grown to a certain level, this theory would be made public to the entire world.

Layered clouds intertwined, blending into one another, diffusing flashes of crimson lightning accompanied by rumbling thunder.

Nianwu, being clever, tiptoed in front of the glass tank and gently blew air into it.

Having always lived inland, how did Jiang Shu, who was gambling in a Macau casino for the very first time, possess such superb gambling skills?

Jingming was like the fusion of water and fire at this moment, possessing both the inclusive stability of water and the passionate brilliance of fire.

The unfinished matter in his heart had remained exceptionally clear and steadfast for twelve years, without wavering for a single moment.

Reminded by Yang Ruowei, Jiang Shu realized that the graduate school entrance examination results had come out this morning.

He pulled a business card from his pocket and handed it over. Mrs. Yang accepted it with both hands and took a glance—it was the CEO of LM.

The Riemann Hypothesis, as one of the seven great mathematical problems in the world, was the most difficult conjecture in the field of number theory.

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Yiren knew that he could do nothing against the Lawless Immortal before him, but he felt that this Lawless Immortal had aspects that could be utilized.

In the distance, a much larger patrol team was walking towards them. At the front was a middle-aged man with a gloomy look, dressed in brown ornate robes. From afar, his harsh laughter could be heard.

Lin Dong sighed heavily. Of course, he wasn't concerned about the other person's life and safety; he was concerned about his own.

"Your Majesty." Shi Deyijumped forward a step, bent down to pick up the golden cup, and peered closely at Zhao Xu's expression.

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Regarding the temperament of the summer flying fish, Chu Yi had long been very familiar with it. He smiled without irritation, took the [Advanced Agility Potion - Crafting Recipe] from his backpack, and directly chose to initiate a trade request.

"Even if he has three prayer cushions... so what? That object was indeed brought by me into the world, but since it scattered back then, it has had nothing to do with me anymore. Now that someone has acquired it through ability and fortune, I am not in a hurry, so what are you rushing for?" Ancestor Hongjun smiled slightly at this, seeming completely unconcerned.

Jia Zheng smiled slightly and sarcastically said, "I heard America is a good place. This time, I can be considered to be on a publicly funded trip, and by the way, go see just how overbearing this world hegemon of ours really is."

This baby dragon looked at Changsun Qianxue for several seconds, observing her expression and gaze, as if it finally understood.

The human subconscious is actually much more powerful than the primary consciousness. In daily life, over ninety percent of human calculations and movements are actually completed by the subconscious.

Cai Que knew that Han Gang had come only to give him peace of mind. Even if Shen Kuo didn't visit Han Gang's home, Han Gang would find an excuse to drop by. But what Cai Que wanted to hear were not these words, but methods to get through the current predicament. Yet Han Gang hadn't said a single word, unless there was something he had overlooked.

She didn't think too much either. Things had already reached this point, so what else could she do? If Li Xu came to look for her, should she properly ask him what on earth he had been aiming for over these past few years, just to let her live in such agony?

Over all these years, although Shen Zi'mo never said anything, he had never forgotten Mu Yuhan in his heart.

At that moment, Wang Yuyan on the arena gave a crisp cry. Without waiting for Leng Shan's reply, she gritted her teeth and raised her sword to attack Can Shang.

After getting into the car, Mu Yuhan remained silent. In truth, she didn't know what to say; moreover, her heart felt more or less a little guilty.

Before she could react, Mu Jinghan's zipper caught the spot where she had just been pinched, and Manman immediately flinched in pain.

Ding Er scratched his head anxiously, but since the boss didn't care, there was nothing he could do and he could only plop down on the ground in a huff. Lu Dabiao puffed on a Hard Zhonghua cigarette, pacing back and forth in front of the restaurant like a tiger, occasionally making provocative gestures at passersby.

Professor Fang agreed. Fearing a trap, Cheng Lipeng hurriedly notified Liu Weiguo, Hu Nao, and Gemu to take people over to check. Ding Er's injury was not serious—only his left arm had been shot, requiring some rest. But when it truly came to a critical juncture, a single right hand was enough to hold a gun.

Before taking many steps, a tall and slender figure cast its shadow before him—slanted, with very, very long legs.

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Due to the torrential rain and loose geology, Du Deyong and the others were worried about Du Dezhong going to inspect it and forcefully blocked him outside.

"What is it with you again?" Seeing the young man before him, the staff member flashed a trace of impatience in the depths of his eyes.

"The performance in a single match has a high degree of contingency and is not enough to fully explain the issue, but Gao Jun's performance in this match definitely deserves 999 praises!" replied a rational fan in this manner.

"Sometimes one truly hates oneself, but that is oneself after all. Even enemies can sometimes turn into friends, let alone one's own self!" Cheng Yi said with a smile.

After the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, the two of them finished eating and inspected everything, then packed up and set off to visit his sister's family.

"Yes, yes, yes, bring another portion of this! We'll pack it up and take it home to eat later!" Meng Hu chimed in as well.

"He is a fellow with a black-and-white yin-yang face. Although they share a body, they can actually be separated. They are called Black Zetsu and White Zetsu respectively, and they are skilled in detection. They can also use Wood Release." Shallow Youliang simply introduced the information about Zetsu to Naruto and the others.

A man dressed in a white Zhongshan suit walked out from the darkness. That expanse of snowy white appeared extremely glaring in the dark. Yet, the gazes of everyone present did not focus on that white Zhongshan suit at all. Instead, they looked at an entirely uncoordinated object—the ancient sword in his hand.

Shallow Youliang shouted desperately towards Bruce, who was submerged in the sea of anger. As time slowly passed, Bruce in the spiritual sea suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the entire red spiritual sea slowly turned blue. Shallow Youliang's red-and-black spiritual power looked exceptionally glaring within this blue spiritual sea.

After a long while, Jing Youran opened his eyes, hiding the unusual look in his pupils, and patted the sleeve pouch at his waist. Half a piece of pure green wood appeared in his palm, bearing fine grains like a dragon or a snake.

"Good sister, is the embroidery thread on your shoes coming loose?" Lu'er walked past her, full of curiosity.

The Prince of Yan wore a crown and formal robes, his face obscured by a beaded curtain, sitting upright upon the agarwood throne. His piercing gaze looked down as tiny black specks flickered below, seemingly weaving into a net, or perhaps assembling into a diagram, shifting without cease.

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