ch 660 He ran away just like that?
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ch 659 I heard that you recently got a maid?
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ch 658 The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind
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ch 658 The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind
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ch 657 Authority on the battlefield
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ch 19 The Last Preparations Before Entering the Bunker
Sci-fi · Seventeenth Zither
"Is it gone?" Chen Xin stared at the sky. He did not care about the dazzling light hurting his eyes, he needed to know what was the result.
Sci-fi · Seventeenth Zither
The Australian president was in the meeting too, he wanted to punch this shameless American *sshole, politely 'ask' how his family were doing, and then f*ck his wife and daughter.
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ch 17 Meteor Torn Apart
Sci-fi · Seventeenth Zither
They used up all their weapons to deal with the meteorite. They thought the bigger meteorite was out of the way, but now they have three smaller meteorites to worry about. The presidents of the nations were all immensely pressured now.
Sci-fi · Seventeenth Zither
One would not need to go back too far, take the eighteenth-century for example. If this meteorite happened upon Earth two hundred years ago, humans could say the same thing as dinosaurs did, "Goodbye."
Sci-fi · Seventeenth Zither
Metaphorically, the meteorite was like a bedsheet. If three people pulled on the bedsheet, the bedsheet would not be ripped apart. If the center of the bedsheet had a huge hole, it would still be fine. However, if the bedsheet had a hole in the center and three people pulled on it, it would be easily ripped along with where it was damaged.
Sci-fi · Seventeenth Zither
Chen Xin learned to reduce the EMP shockwave by wrapping it in aluminum foil from movies. It was not as good as placing it in a microwave, but it was good enough to protect it.
Sci-fi · Seventeenth Zither
He would not hide like a turtle in its shell and await his fate.
Sci-fi · Seventeenth Zither
Even if the meteorite struck upon him, he would be the type to point his middle finger at it and yell, "Motherf*cker!"
Sci-fi · Seventeenth Zither
Chen Xin could not stay in the bunker and wait without information, that was not his style of doing things.
Sci-fi · Seventeenth Zither
ch 15 Not the Time to Celebrate Yet
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ch 661 Statue
The First Order
Sci-fi · The Speaking Pork Trotter