What is controllable nuclear fusion?
It is the ultimate energy source that human civilization has always pursued, offering a nearly limitless supply.
Once commercialized, the energy crisis would no longer be an issue.
In recent years, wars had broken out in many parts of the Earth, often bringing about a series of energy problems and causing significant impacts on society.
This was a breakthrough of monumental proportions.
It could elevate the entire human civilization by at least a whole level.
Planet Wei was a prime example.
"Whenever you have time, come over and have a drink with this old man." After chatting for quite a while and sharing the joy in his heart, Elder Zeng extended an invitation.
Qin Ning smiled. "I can head over right now. It's been a while since we drank together. Let's invite Elder Liu as well."
"Good, good, good. I'll make the arrangements now. It should be ready in about half an hour. Just come directly to my place then," Elder Zeng said with a laugh.
Soon after hanging up the phone, Qin Ning went upstairs to take a shower and changed into a clean set of clothes. By the time he came back downstairs, exactly half an hour had passed.
After informing Qin Fei and the others that he was taking a trip to the capital, Qin Ning set off.
A few seconds later, inside a traditional courtyard house, the space rippled slightly, and Qin Ning's figure appeared out of thin air.
"Young Master Qin."
Seeing him appear, two middle-aged men immediately stepped forward to greet him.
They were Elder Liu's son, Liu Jianfei, and Elder Zeng's son, Zeng Zhiyong.
During Qin Ning's previous visits, they had naturally interacted with him.
This time, upon learning that Qin Ning was coming, the two of them had immediately dropped their work, rushed over, and waited there for his arrival.
"Uncle Liu, what happened to your arm?"
Qin Ning was slightly taken aback. He glanced at Liu Jianfei and noticed that one of his arms was wrapped in bandages and resting in a sling around his neck, clearly injured.
"Ah, I went to the military base with the old man a few days ago and accidentally injured it during training. It's nothing serious. It should heal in a couple of weeks," Liu Jianfei said with a smile.
"How could you be so careless? Weren't you carrying the protective talisman I gave you?"
Qin Ning remembered giving them protective talismans. If they had the talismans on them, under normal circumstances, they wouldn't get hurt even during training.
"I happened to change my clothes that day and forgot to put the talisman in my pocket."
"I see."
Qin Ning nodded, then reached out and gently touched the injured arm.
Then he smiled and said, "Alright, try moving it and see if there are any problems."
"It's actually completely healed!" Liu Jianfei exclaimed in surprise. He tried swinging his arm and found that there was absolutely no discomfort or pain.
Although he knew of Qin Ning's abilities, most of the time when Qin Ning treated others before, he seemed to use a kind of miracle medicine. This time, he simply raised his hand and gently touched it, and the injured arm was completely healed!
"Haha, you're here, my boy. Right on time."
At this moment, Elder Zeng and Elder Liu walked out of the house.
Qin Ning smiled and walked up to greet them. Chatting as they walked, they headed inside.
Wine and dishes were already set out on the table.
The three of them took their seats, while the two juniors, Zeng Zhiyong and Liu Jianfei, stood to the side to help pour the wine.
"Elder Liu, why the long face? Am I not welcome?"
After a few drinks, Qin Ning looked at Elder Liu.
"What are you saying? How could you not be welcome?"
Elder Liu was slightly taken aback, then let out a sigh. "It's nothing, really. It's just that I recently had someone compile a statistic of all the disabled soldiers in the country, and I realized the number is far beyond my imagination."
Most of these soldiers had sustained their injuries from participating in various disaster relief efforts.
"You're hinting at something."
Qin Ning smiled. "It's a minor issue. Find a time to gather them all together, and I will take care of it."
"Haha, that would truly be wonderful! You have no idea, when I went to visit some of them a few days ago, my heart ached terribly. Qin Ning, I thank you on behalf of everyone."
Saying this, Elder Liu raised his glass in a toast, then tilted his head back and downed the drink in one gulp.
"Have you heard the news about Country Y these past few days?" Elder Zeng suddenly asked.
"What news?"
Qin Ning was slightly taken aback.
"Makes sense. Very few people know about this right now, and we only received the intel this morning."
Elder Zeng continued, "Hasn't Richard been quite close with us recently? It seems the higher-ups in Country Y have started making moves against their York family. After you guys returned from Planet Wei a couple of days ago, didn't Richard take a trip back to Country T? Have you been in contact with him these past two days?"
Hearing this, Qin Ning frowned slightly. "I actually haven't contacted him. Let me ask Xia Fei and the others."
With that, he took out his phone and called Xia Fei.
"Young Master Qin, do you have any orders for me?" When Xia Fei received the call, he immediately stopped his cultivation.
Qin Ning asked directly, "Richard has been back in Country Y for a few days now. Has he contacted you guys?"
Hearing this, Xia Fei paused for a moment, then spoke, "Now that you mention it, he really hasn't. It does seem a bit strange. He had gone back a few times before and would call every day, but it's been unusually quiet these past two days."
"Young Master Qin, could something have happened to that guy?"
"Give him a call in a bit and see if you can get through. If you can't, let me know, and I'll personally go over and take a look," Qin Ning said.
"Understood, Young Master Qin."
Xia Fei nodded, and then the call ended.
About ten minutes later, Xia Fei called back.
"Young Master Qin, it seems something really did happen. I couldn't get through to Richard's phone at all. Moreover, Wang Er just went to his room to check and found that he seemed to have forgotten to take his protective talisman with him. I also had someone try to contact the York family, but we couldn't get through to them either," Xia Fei reported.
Qin Ning nodded slightly. "Alright, I understand."
After hanging up, he looked at Elder Zeng and Elder Liu. "It looks like the people in Country Y really have made a move against the York family. It is highly likely that they have detained everyone in their family, and Richard has probably been detained as well."
"That kid has been cultivating with you for a while now, right? With his cultivation base, could he still be captured so easily?" Elder Zeng asked curiously.
"With his meager bit of strength, he hasn't reached the level of true invulnerability yet. A single gunshot might not kill him, but if a machine gun empties its magazine on him, even if he doesn't die, the pain would have him crying for his parents."
Qin Ning said with a smile, then raised his glass again. "Come, let's just enjoy our drinks. I will personally take a trip over there later. While I'm at it, I can serve as a deterrent to Country Y. Now that controllable nuclear fusion and other fields have achieved unprecedented breakthroughs, it's about time to let these foreigners know who the true overlord of the Blue Planet is."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"