Deep-space electromagnetic pulse array (taking a short break today, just one update. Good night, godfathers)

It was morning in Bremen. Like other major cities, this city knew no distinction between day and night.

The city had never been as "free" as it was now: there was an urban legend within the European Community that if you publicly discussed certain things you should not discuss, Network Watch and the local police might take you away, and depending on how serious the circumstances were, you might even go to prison...

Although few people had witnessed it firsthand, all company-operated online forums had strict restrictions on speech,

Indeed, on the surface, he was just a "good-for-nothing" who could do nothing. He could hardly tell Hu Yifei that her little brother was already a crime boss. She would absolutely slap him to death.

The footsteps stopped briefly beside me. With my eyes lowered, I could see water dripping from his trouser legs onto the floor. His black casual shoes went without saying; after all they had been through, they were no different from rain boots.

The moment my spiritual sense entered the mist, I felt immense pressure surging in from every direction, accompanied by waves of strange sensations and the violent energy constantly fluctuating around me.

They said even heroes could not resist beautiful women. The young mistress was probably the young master's nemesis in this life. Everything had something that could keep it in check.

Its existence could be traced back to the early nineties, when it had been nothing more than an ordinary-sized street hair salon. As times changed, the salon became a hair-washing parlor, then a massage parlor, and after the turn of the century, it switched to being a bathhouse.

The first of next month was three days from now. At this release rate, the story should have around 250,000 Chinese characters by the time