Chapter 13

Even by the twenty-second century, gold remained a hard currency on Earth. Indeed, because Earth's mineral resources had been almost entirely depleted while no gold was discovered on other mining planets throughout the universe, the price of gold was far higher than it had been in the previous century.

"Yes," Zhang Sheng asked in Spanish, and Nie Jiang, who had been studying Spanish with the club's instructor, gave the reply.

People are not born high or low, but the reality is that society indeed possesses distinct strata, dividing people into various classes.

This was the summit of Mount Stephani, where, according to legend, Zeus resided in his divine palace, summoning winds and rain, hurling thunder and lightning, bestowing misfortune and blessings at will, ruling over not only mortals but all the gods as well.

However, as to what kind of world should be chosen to propagate the faith, the matter of language still required some careful thought.

The five-man formation of the Camp-Breaking Vanguard operated in unison, cooperating to slaughter the enemy. The five thousand recruits of the Wang family faced the heavily equipped Vanguard with almost no ability to resist.

At the beginning, the Haotian Artifact Spirit was only slightly at a disadvantage, occasionally managing a few counterattacks. But gradually, as the Demonic Spirit realized the Haotian Artifact Spirit did not pose as much of a threat as he had imagined, he began to unleash his full might.

Cross-category comparisons are vastly different from intra-category comparisons, involving a much greater scale of operations. Naturally, it was impossible to perform manual operations group by group; they could only let the experimental equipment automatically compare and calculate the results. For this step, Zhuoyue and the others only cared about the outcome.

"Aren't you going to say anything about this matter?" Elder Madam Zhang asked with a rigid face, her voice carrying a cold edge as she spoke.

This made his comrades feel uneasy. His original intention was to find a humble tavern to buy a few catties of wine, yet Pei Shuo had invited them to the finest restaurant instead. Even though he had just been appointed as a regiment commander and could draw a salary, his previous pay had not been much.

"Impudent! Get out of here! When adults are talking, you have no right to interrupt, nor are you allowed to speak nonsense!" The short-bearded middle-aged man leaped to his feet, his tone harsh and stern. While he refused to submit to his own father's discipline, his style when disciplining his son was identical in every way.

Ding Li nodded and ordered Hui Mei to summon Liang Hongyu. Over the past few days, Liang Hongyu had stepped down as commander, and military affairs had been handled by Xun You. If they were to advance now, it would be better for Liang Hongyu to take charge of the command.

Cheng Li shared this concern, so he agreed and led thirty men, creeping toward Da Qiao and Zhou Xiuying's room, while Di Wu headed toward the room of the dark-skinned girl.

Qingyu was completely unqualified to be their opponent. Judging by Fire Phoenix's performance thus far, only she had the qualification to stand on the same stage with them.

Dian Wei snorted coldly and slowly sat back down. Casually waving the heavy blade in his hand, he sliced a piece of meat off a dead dog lying nearby. The campfire had already gone out, and he didn't bother to reheat it, simply shoving the meat into his mouth and chewing voraciously.

After the ship arrived, Meng Kang went ashore and was led to a secret Han military camp in Quanzhou, where he met Du Fengyang, who had arrived secretly a long time ago.

Every single object within the field of vision possessed some overt or subtle connection to matters of a sexual nature.

"Of course," Leng Yi said, blowing a warm breath against Christine's ear, sending a wave of delightful tickling shivers through her.

"No. The most fundamental core code is right inside my brain," Chen Hao-cheng said, tapping his head.

In 1999, prior to the World Cup, a domestic qualifying tournament was held. Amidst the "encirclement" of many strong competitors including Liu Hongyu and Wang Yanyan, Wang Liping achieved second place.

An Ruo immediately sensed Ling Jun's gaze upon her. She said nothing; their topic of conversation was entirely unsuited for her, as she did not belong to that stratum of society. Thinking that she would simply pretend not to see it, An Ruo sat quietly beside Lu Ling.

It was only because she had no other choice this time—the doctors' assessments could not help her recover before the World Cup—that she had to seek alternative methods, which led to her decision to make this trip to China.

"Tell me, am I to go to the north or the south?" Qiu Xuanji naturally knew what Gloria was worrying about.

The man's round eyes were crinkled into crescents with his smile, resembling curved bows. He was gesticulating and talking animatedly about something, clearly in exceptionally high spirits.

Princess Yunzhi let out a soft sigh and remained silent. How heartbreaking those four words—circumstances beyond one's control—truly were.

Very well, at this moment Lu Ling offered an explanation to An Ruo while rubbing his forehead. The pain in his forehead had faded somewhat, but his nose still felt rather strange.

Unexpectedly failing to receive a heavy blow from the burly man, Jiamei opened her eyes to see Yang Yu kneeling on the ground.

The man kept begging continuously. Receiving no response, he lunged forward fiercely, and just as he was about to grab the hem of Xie Tianlei's trousers, he was kicked away by A-Yong, who stood beside Xie Tianlei.

This prompted Granny Zeng's gaze to shift once more toward Mother Ye. Later on... you had better give me a proper explanation.

On Rejuvenation Peak, the chief disciple knelt before the herbal cauldron. To his front-left, an elderly man in azure robes stood with his hands behind his back, gazing fixedly at the cauldron, his expression impassive beneath the flickering flames.

"Uh... answering Your Majesty, it has already concluded." Wang Jing wore an awkward expression, not daring to speak at length. He certainly could not reply, "Your Majesty, the wedding has concluded; it is for your humble servant that Princess Yelü Aogu was married—the groom is me, but the bride is not Zhao Ling'er."