Chapter 64 Bold as Brass

To truly perceive one's inner self is no simple task.
Many living creatures, from birth to death, never even attain this awareness.
To live is merely to exist.
Without goals or plans, they simply drift through each passing day.
Perhaps they once envisioned what kind of life they wished to lead, but they soon lost their original aspirations, caught up in trivialities, mechanically repeating every single day of their existence in a monotonous routine.

"Yuanbao, I have such—"

The Glass Research Institute, now separated from the Telescope Research Institute, has become capable of producing colorless glassware as well as a variety of glass vessels. Presently, all hourglasses are crafted from transparent glass. As for the telescopes that have been successfully manufactured, we shall discuss them later.

In the ninth year of Yuanhe, following a stern and righteous letter from Cao Cao rebuking Liu Feng, Liu Feng personally led an army of two hundred thousand southward, attacking Yanzhou from Qingzhou.

Zhan Ruochen sneered and shouted, "Both of you, stay here and take charge of the overall situation!" With that, he soared into the air, chasing after their receding figures.

There was a slight chill in the wind and rain, a touch of weariness, and even a hint of pain. All of us were once again astounded by the instructors' bizarre imaginations as they forced us to walk in a duck-waddling, goose-stepping formation around the cafeteria, encircling our "beloved dog-instructors" while they dined.

Lu Yun pondered for a moment, then subconsciously nudged Lu Hao in the back. His eyes drifted evasively, as if they were exchanging some tacit opinions.

At the same time, a sense of loss washed over his heart. The self in his dream was so immensely powerful; his true form possessed Chaos-realm cultivation, while his avatar held Heavenly Dao-realm cultivation. Whichever body it was, it had unquestionably reached the pinnacle of the world, fearing no one.

The upcoming chapters will all serve as transitional phases before the grand national war commences! It will be even more thrilling by then. Let us witness how Zhuihun toys with the Japanese, how he makes a mockery of the British and Americans—all will be revealed once the national war begins.

The moment Emperor Jun uttered those words, a tremendous uproar erupted within the imperial court. The ministers began to chatter and debate animatedly, their expressions filled with excitement and agitation.

After finishing, he bowed once more. Liu Feng felt a stirring of emotion; some people said that Liu Bei's empire was won by crying, and it truly seemed so. Barely a few words had been spoken, and Liu Bei's eyes were already brimming with tears. Yet his expression was sincere and his demeanor poised, inevitably arousing genuine goodwill. Was this what they called personal charisma?

After pestering her to play along with him for hours, seeing the daylight gradually fade, everyone in the Ling family wore heavy, sorrowful expressions.

Not only that, but Zhou Mingyang smoothly executed a seizing technique, grasping her shoulder with his left hand and catching her arm with his right.

Father Gu was quite satisfied with Lou Rui's response, casting a warning glance at Gu Angē, who still wanted to pick faults, before turning to discuss other matters with Lou Rui.

"Didn't you say you were hungry?" Yinzhen, completely unaware that Ji Wanrong was sulking with him, asked as he watched her sit there without eating or drinking.

An Xia suddenly remembered that Zhou Cuiulan had returned, which meant this proposal truly wouldn't work right now. If her fourth uncle made a fortune growing cash crops, that woman would undoubtedly intensify her blood-sucking ways, and dealing with her was the only correct path.

The bloody gash grew longer and denser, and then, with a loud pop, the entire body was torn apart into countless fragments of flesh that burst outward in all directions. It was like a rain of blood falling from the sky, staining everything within a radius of one zhang entirely red.

"Do not let your guard down, Boss. Look at how he is wreathed in black Qi and his eyes are completely dull!" Luoyi said after careful observation.

The collar and cuffs were trimmed with the finest white fox fur, and atop her double-styled hair ornament rested a velvet flower resembling a red plum blossom.

He wanted to say something, but Chen Feng, appearing out of nowhere, promptly covered his mouth.

Having placed the brought-along bait of meat chunks, the father and son stealthily hid inside the Guan Gong Shrine.

The teacher on the stage, unlike those in the Confucian studies department who lacked sense, did not foolishly ask Xu Kai to stand up and answer questions—after all, the textbook in his own hands had been written by Xu Kai himself.