classification:Science fiction |
author:dump truck韭菜 |
state:in the series |
update:(2024-08-29 17:37:12) |
After reading this sentence, Chen Luo instantly understood what his ability was.,But Chen Luo tried many ways, but he couldn't get in touch with the martial arts level. To be precise, among all the people he knew, none of them had truly come into contact with martial arts. This is not surprising, the privilege class monopolizes power from birth, and it rarely trickles down. The society before his time travel was the most direct proof. Everyone knew that those who played finance made money, but how many could truly play finance At best, they were '韭菜' or 'tools', going in to be harvested by this kind of 'pseudo-finance'. The real bigwigs who manipulate finance are separated from the lower levels.,The pungent spiciness stung his eyes and made them water. After the spice, there was a stench mixed in, like rotten eggs that had been left out for ten days and a half months, making him almost vomit up last night's dinner. It's hard to imagine that several normal medicinal ingredients, when boiled together, could release such a terrifying smell.。