“Master, can you fly?”
“No.”
“Can you cast spells?”
“No.”
“Then you must be able to leave your body in spirit!”
“No, you little brat! How many times have I told you? This old Taoist has no martial arts, no immortals, and can't cast spells either. I can't...
Did he die after coming back from training, or from staying up all night?
Should he inherit the old Taoist's legacy, or go back to his old job?
Become a programmer, damn it,
and dive into the surging waves of computer and internet technology.
He was bound to make a fortune.
Though things seem to be just as you said for now, one day our people will be able to eat, sleep, watch shows, read novels, play games, travel, and do whatever they want, even lie flat and laze around.
What's important is that some things will always be done by someone, even if they aren't understood, or are even mocked.
The free and open business model of Yaochi Browser and Qingluan Portal was drawing more and more traffic.
He planned to forgo profits for two or three years, first building up the internet and its user base.
They had collected almost all the animals. Once the Great Dao Academy was built
and the nature reserves had been designated, he would suggest that the government include all the animals in animal protection laws.
All they had to do was teach the students the law. Then they'd see who dared to eat them.
Daofan wanted to intervene. He could change the fates of many people.
The surging tide was in the hands of all the people of the world. They were born here, and they would die here.
