Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse! - Chapter 1

In the presence of strangers, Han Chen was always handsome and cold, making it difficult for others to get close to him. He was like the frosted snow – pure, and slightly chilly. Yet, he was also like the river flowing in the dark night – quiet and moving. To many, he was akin to an unparalleled and untouchable god.

Only in the presence of Bai Jin Xi would this famous top police superintendent expose his deeply hidden shameless nature.

“Come and sit nearer to me, I won’t eat you. At least, not now.”

“I have never touched other women before. Do you want to check my body?”

“Bai Jin Xi, never ever leave my side. Every year, every month, every moment, every minute, every second.”

In her heart, there exists an obstinate old man – one who has tirelessly loved her throughout all these years.

Tang Dynasty：Live with princess Changele, Li Er is going crazyAfter Xiao Ran woke up, he find that half of his bedroom had gone through time and space.Next to him is a girl with exquisite features and a beautiful appearance. The girl is actually Li Lizhi, Princess Changle of the Tang Dynasty.In the seventh year of Zhenguan era(a era of Tang Dynasty), thermal underwear, baby warmers, and hot water bottles have become the best-selling products in Chang’an City.This year’s Chang’an City was very cold…Xiao Ran made a lot of money!Relying on Blue Star’s various technologies, Xiao Ran successfully captured Princess Changle’s heart and prevented her from marrying Changsun Chong.The purification of fine salt, sugar, medicinal materials, and potatoes and sweet potatoes all entered Datang one by one.

The figure of the Armada seems to be still riding the wind and waves in the Atlantic Ocean, and the gold of South America still seems to flow in continuously. As Alfonso from the Bourbon family returns to the Royal Palace of Madrid where he was born, the story begins here…

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It was understood that this was a capitalist country, where the possession of the greatest amount of capital determined to whom the nation effectively belonged.The smile that had been resting on William Sheffield’s face was abruptly erased as his expression turned cold. In a tone laced with determination, it was demanded by him that the police be contacted immediately so that they could crush those who stood in their way. The reasoning behind his words seemed clear: if such actions had been taken before by someone like Rockefeller, then why should it not also be possible for Sheffield?A sense of irony hung in the air as the sentiment was expressed—this was America, where each day seemed to unfold as though it were part of an ongoing shootout, with battles fought not just with guns but with power, influence, and wealth.