Ultragene Warlord - Chapter 1282: Construction of Cenotaphs

Meet Gu Yu—a college dropout and a talented incense maker, and at the same time, the rather stoic protagonist of this story. Despite his somewhat introverted manner, he has a tendency to make sarcastic remarks in his thoughts. One day, after saving a squirrel, a windfall (metaphorically and literally) dropped into his lap. Stumbling into the cultivation world with little help, he was not turned into Superman overnight (as he would like). Apparently, becoming a cultivator would not make your life easier, at least in the beginning.

[Mutual Pampering・No Misunderstandings]Having completed her mission as the Empress in Another World, Mu Lingyun was reborn back into her original world,still facing the plight of having nothing and being bullied by everyone.Mu Lingyun said, “No worries, let's sign in first.”【Sign-in successful, congratulations on obtaining a new identity: the lost young miss of one of the capital's four great families, the Rong Family】So,Grandpa: Little Yunyun, the billion in the card is the New Year’s money Grandpa has saved for you over the years...Dad: Little Yunyun, you said you wanted to be a superstar when you grew up. Our family's entertainment company was created for you... to serve you alone...Mom: The jewelry they said you couldn't afford is made by Mom's company. Mom will transfer the company to you...Overbearing CEO Brother: Everyone who has bullied my sister, reflect on the edge of bankruptcy in silence!Top Influencer Second Brother: All who have badmouthed my sister, you're expelled from the fan club!Mu Lingyun: ...Why is it different from before?Forget it, let's sign in again to calm down a bit.【Sign-in successful, congratulations on obtaining an additional identity: the beloved of the Crown Prince of the prominent, wealthy Ji Family】Mu Lingyun: ...

He went from an ordinary student to a god-level master in manufacturing.
Continuously progressing, processing range from hundreds of meters to tens of atoms, processing precision from microns to nanometers to atoms and molecules, everything was possible.
Wassenaar Accord? The embargo against China? What we have banned are technologies that China doesn’t care much about. Most of the member states have to import technology from China, shouldn’t the member states have a meeting to discuss and bring in China as well?
Forbidden chip sales? Is there a mistake? We barely managed to maintain our low-end market with a large amount of subsidies, it’s already good enough that China didn’t initiate an anti-dumping investigation. President, are you sick?
Hmm, it seems like living cells can be processed precisely as well. Do you need to refine the cancer cells that you are spreading out?

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Shu Wan, the most outstanding daughter of a high-status family from a feudal dynasty, travels a thousand years into the future, becoming the new lady of the Fu family in the capital.------Her husband in name has gone overseas to explore markets, leaving behind a rebellious son whose name resounds throughout the capital.------Upon first meeting, the rebellious son speeds past on a motorcycle with his silver-white hair flying, “Isn't that my stepmother who's 6 years older than me? Skinny arms and legs, but with grand ambitions.”Before he finishes, Shu Wan leaps up and plucks him off the motorcycle with one hand, “Watch your mouth.”------Fu Yang is consistently at the bottom of his grade, especially with his Chinese language scores never passing 50.Shocked by his atrociously written exam papers, Shu Wan asks, “Are you even Chinese?”Fu Yang is defiant, “Aren't you a dimwitted academic failure yourself, what right do you have to criticize me?”Yet the next second, as Shu Wan smoothly writes down 'Ancient Prose Paragon' with a brush, it's Fu Yang's turn to be astonished.Isn't she a walking dictionary?------Fu Siyu returns from his overseas expansion earlier than expected, thinking he would come home to chaos.However, upon entering the door, he sees the usually defiant Fu Yang sitting obediently practicing his calligraphy with a perfect score exam paper beside him.And his reputedly timid wife, in a sleek black high-slit dress, confidently struts to the music, drawing the attention of everyone.But none of that is the focal point. The focus is on Fu Siyu's gaze, sharp as a knife, directed toward the dance partner's hand resting on Shu Wan's lower back, “Let go.”Note: The son is not the biological child of the male lead.