Chapter 144: Copying Wood Release Chakra

Upon returning to the Land of Waves, Naruto first attended to the backlog of daily administrative tasks. Once everything was in order, he walked slowly into his laboratory. Having relocated this facility from outside the Hidden Leaf Village, he had meticulously planned and redesigned it. The equipment that was once missing had been fully replenished, and not only that, but many brand-new experimental apparatuses had been crafted and added to the inventory. Furthermore, the master differential engine here was scheduled for regular maintenance.

Zhou Tong and Lu Sinian left the city overnight, settling into a civilian house a few miles outside of Beijing. Zhou Tong returned to the city alone, visiting Lu Sinian from time to time. He knew that before he died, he had to secure a favorable outcome for the Ruan family; this was the very reason he had to meet with Zheng Sui.

Fang Yan understood that this political marriage was highly advantageous for the Fang family. However, the arrival of Duan Lang had completely disrupted her heart. She did not know how to explain this to her father; in fact, she was not even sure if Duan Lang truly loved her.

Li Junxian was genuinely fond of Zhang Tianze. While there was indeed an intention behind it from the Tang King, after spending time together, Li Junxian had grown truly fond of the man.

Wang Qijing pointed his finger at the nose of the security captain and lectured him, acting as if a father were scolding his son. Not only were the nearby security guards becoming restless, but even some of the male reporters wanted to rush up and give him a beating.

Zheng Lu had anticipated spending a few years on the bench, but he never imagined that he would suddenly be transformed into a teacher. It was beyond the limits of his imagination—a complete farce.

That was how Zhu Yu became the Doctor of Clepsydra. Shortly after he attained the position, he proposed the idea of revising the calendar.

Mo Li followed behind them without saying a word. He had already restrained himself, not wanting his emotions to be so obvious; if others were to notice, they might wonder what on earth was wrong with him.

"Alright, I understand. Now I know how to face these people." Gu Yuchen thought for a moment. Since she was Jiang Hongxin's wife, she would certainly stand on his side.

When they heard Chu Qianhan's shout, everyone rushed inside to find Qin Yufeng bound, while Chu Qianhan stood there in disarray, her face streaked with tears.

Xie Qiu thought to himself, "So he can finally settle his mind and meditate; it seems he has completely thought things through." As for what would happen in the future... the troubles were still to come. Xie Qiu curled the corners of his mouth slightly, then closed his eyes to enter a state of meditation and breath regulation.

Chu Qi pouted, her eyes fixed on a white jade vase on the table, where a single red plum blossom was arranged. The styling was exquisite, and the flower was in particularly lush bloom.

With Changjiu's help, the venomous insect was successfully forced out, but she had to exert great effort to keep Changjiu from swallowing it.

The cold glint of the blade tip seemed to warn him that if he did not cooperate, he would be reduced to a cold corpse.

He had spent so long searching for the Fierce Soul, never expecting that Mo Yuncheng would accidentally knock it out by throwing a snowball.

Upon hearing what Consort Shu said, An He immediately asked with excitement. She had long harbored hatred for the people of the Zixia Palace, and hearing that something had happened to them suddenly invigorated her.

No one would turn their back on money, especially for a limousine driver, for whom money represented everything—power and status.

Just like the Ministry of War in the past, which once held authority over all military administration and orders, Liu Jun had later established a separate Privy Council. Now, Liu Jun felt an urgent need to dismantle the Ministry of Revenue as well.

However, because he had such a clever partner, implementing his plan would only become more troublesome.

Oh no, he had wronged him. It seemed he really wanted to refuse, but out of respect for his brother Bai Fengyao, he had chosen a circuitous approach.

Zhang Long felt even hotter. The volcanic temperature rushing toward him caused the crimson energy within his flesh and blood to churn restlessly. As if sensing energy of the same attribute, it erupted continuously within his body, leaving Zhang Long trapped in a state of being scorched both inside and out.