The Pen That Can't Fly

In the twenty-seventh year of Hong Guang, the allied forces of seven nations invaded the Great Blue Dynasty.
Rifled muskets, mortars, and armored vehicles combined into a steel tide, were ultimately shattered by the Great Blue's armored cavalry.
Muscle, magic, firearms, cannons... the new and the old powers continuously collided.
In an era of great strife, Li Fei, with the help of a Ten Thousand Blood Bead, gradually became an existence akin to a BOSS:
'Is this the extent of your damage? You haven't even taken off one-thousandth of my health.'
'You don't think this is enough to kill me, do you?'
'Don't rush, the second phase is up next!'
......

This Martial Saint's Health Bar is Too Thick!

Yan Lewen's face immediately burst into a beaming smile upon seeing the little girl, and he swept her up into his arms:


"Hey, daddy's back! Was Jiajia a good girl today?"


Yan Lewen's joyful laughter filled the courtyard.


The family then enjoyed a harmonious dinner together before they all sat in the living room watching a drama on the black-and-white television.


The black-and-white television was a recent introduction from the West in the past two years, with even the cheapest model costing over three hundred Yuan, not something ordinary families could afford.


Yan Lewen was a Prison Chief at the Court of Judicial Review, just a sixth-tier official. Normally speaking, with his salary, it would be difficult to afford a black-and-white television and run a car that cost over two thousand Yuan after providing for his family.


Chapter 93: Do Not Say That Evil People Cannot Be Governed_2