MTL - Venerated Venomous Consort - Chapter 10 bad boy--

Ordinary Version:When a scientific researcher travels to a world that seeks the truth of the universe through scientific methods...Wang Qi: Our motto is—master mathematics, physics, and chemistry, and you won't be afraid of pursuing immortality!Discovery Channel Version:Why is 'Heavenly Calculation Atlas' related to the theory of evolution?What is the connection between the Mysterious Uncertainty Cloud Sword and probability cloud?How do cultivators build an immortality atomic bomb?How is quantum mechanics represented in cultivation?Why are the supreme experts from thousands of years ago and today's ring grandpa judged as 'misleading the youth' and 'useless'?What is the connection between Quantum Venerable Master Bao'er, Daoist Hei Senbao of Uncertainty, and Taiyi Heavenly Venerable Ai Citan with great scientists like Bohr, Heisenberg, and Einstein?Let's follow the host, oh no, the protagonist Wang Qi, as we enter today's 'Exploring Immortality Cultivation' and uncover the secrets of scientific cultivation.

It started off peculiarly; first, his domestic cat refused to let him cuddle it.Lin Qiushi soon found that a sense of disharmony and incongruity began to pervade everything around him.Then, one odd day, he pushed open a door, and he discovered that the hallway he was familiar with turned into a boundless corridor.At both ends of this corridor were twelve, identical iron gates.he pushed one of the doorsThus, the story begins.Disclaimer: The content presented here is not authored by me. I kindly request that you extend your support to the original author by visiting jjwxc.net.Original Author Name: Xī Zǐxù / 西子绪

Let someone else go to war, you, lucky Austria, go get married! What the god of war can give you, the god of love can also give you.

The smoke of the Napoleonic Wars has dissipated, and the Vienna system that once brought peace to Europe is riddled with holes. Beneath the seemingly peaceful appearance, there is a vortex of the times with undercurrents, the tranquility before the storm.

The air is filled with the steaming mist of sweat, and the choking black smoke makes it hard to breathe. On the elegant dining table, a group of soldiers and fat men in suits are pushing each other, feasting on the feast called the world, hanging on the wall Van Gogh’s self-portrait with waltz in his ears.

Suddenly the music turned into a march, and the picture also turned to the battlefield. Soldiers marched in a neat line, walking towards the machine gun barbed wire.

A shell fell on the ground, and after the smoke passed, countless cavalry rushed to the artillery position.

Accompanied by a loud noise, a wooden plane flew close to the ground, then pulled up rapidly, broke through the clouds, and shone brightly.

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It was just like any other day, or so I thought at least. The birds were chirping up on trees, clouds were rolling by the bright blue sky and Elves were dumpster diving in the alleyway.

Okay, one of those three didn’t sound right...

I had a boring life once. Recently though, it has become less boring... to put it one way.

Finding a random Elf in the dumpster? Heh, must be a Monday.

A normal person would have walked by. A normal person would have ignored it.

I must be a pretty weird guy, then.

Now I have this Elf swearing her allegiance to me. What’s next, vampires?