Mary Taylor
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February 24th, the eleventh day of the first month of the lunar year. Currently, almost all of the students who went back for the New Year had returned to the school. On the 24th, the students all received a notice that the general assembly of teachers and students would be held on the morning of the 25th. New Year was over, MCMAU had resumed its activities. ... February 25th. The teachers and students gathered at Field 1. Today, the teachers and students in MCMAU totaled nearly 7,500…
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MCMAU Southern Area. The two students who had fled the scene obviously underestimated Qin Fengqing. They thought that Qin Fengqing only wanted to ridicule Fang Ping... However, Fang Ping was wearing a viciously dark expression at the moment as he softly asked, “Vice-chancellor, can you guess what he’s trying to do?” Huang Jing sighed, “I’m guessing he wants to die.” They had sensed the arrival of Qin Fengqing ages ago. However, the guy did not show himself. Instead, he crept…
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When everyone had left, Fang Ping looked at his statistics. Wealth: 17 billion (Converted) Vitality: 5100cal (5999cal) Mentality: 820Hz (899Hz) Bones Honed: 177 pieces (100%), 29 pieces (90%) Storage Space: 4 cubic meters (+) Energy Shield: 10 thousand Wealth/min “My strength has increased...” Fang Ping mumbled. He was not bothered that he had used up a billion of his Wealth points. Earlier, in order to restore his body, he had been releasing Vitality nonstop, like it was…
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After a few minutes, Fang Ping came out. “Pfft!” Yang Xiaoman and the others could not bear it anymore and laughed. Fang Ping’s big bald head at the moment was not shown. There were no hats nearby the energy room. This guy had simply wrapped a piece of cloth over his head, exposing only his eyes. Wu Kuishan coughed softly and whispered, “How rude, the elders are all here, take that off.” “No!” Fang Ping refused instantly, as he knew that Old Wu was harboring malicious…
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“Meridians... should I reconstruct it or not?” In the cultivation room, Fang Ping solemnly watched his flesh recover. If he wanted to reconstruct his meridians, this would be the perfect chance to do it. However, Old Man Li did not reconstruct his meridians when he constructed his golden body back then. Fang Ping clenched his teeth. He would not reconstruct it! At this stage, it was useless to reconstruct his meridians. If Old Man Li could operate his Vitality Force via his body cells,…
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February 19th. MCMAU Southern area. Inside the Energy Room. Chen Yunxi’s face was filled with worries. She asked, “Fang Ping, are you really alright?” Fang Ping was wrapped in a big cotton-padded coat. Under the circumstance where most of the martial artists were wearing unlined garments, he seemed rather out of place. Yesterday, Fang Ping and his family arrived in Magic City. Chen Yunxi had already given up on waiting in South Capital the day before yesterday, arriving much earlier than…
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February 14th. New Year’s Day. Early in the morning, Nanjiang’s House of Governor held a press conference, giving a simple account of what happened last night. It was nothing more than just evil sect members running rampant, intentionally causing social instability, creating chaos... MCMAU Fang Ping and NMAU Wang Jinyang stepped forward bravely, slashing and killing these evil sect members. ... Similarly, this day, the Sino Nation Rank-5 ranking list was updated. Number one—Fang…
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They talked and chatted. Under Fang Ping’s insistent invitation—they were also rather exhausted— they went to Fang Ping’s house together. Midway, Fang Ping encountered a few Sun City martial artists, asked for a military coat, and wrapped himself up tightly and securely. He wore leather gloves on his hands too. Fang Ping could not do anything with his horrifying look. Whilst going upstairs, he said rather enviously, “Zheng Minghong is really something. He was smacked into a skull-head,…
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On the street. Fang Ping stared at Wu Kuishan constantly. Wu Kuishan pretended like he did not see anything. As he walked, he asked, “Anything else? If not, we’ll head back first.” “Don’t. Let’s eat New Years’ Eve dinner together...” Fang Ping took a look outside. It looked like it was now past midnight. It did not matter, though. It was not so bad to improve relationships over New Years’ Eve dinner too. Old Wu was awesome! Rank-8 Zheng Minghong did not even have the…
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Following Wu Kuishan’s words, the concourse was enveloped in silence once more. This time it seemed, MCMAU had an unwavering determination to start a fight for profit. None of them were fools. Since the beginning when Fang Ping landed the two major companies in trouble, everyone was already clear of his intentions. Almost anyone who had cultivated up to this level was in higher positions. None of them were idiots. Could the two CEOs not tell? They saw through him a long time ago!…
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