Applied Immortality – Chapter 92, A Relic’s Value
Translator: Tamon “This is the Numerical School leader’s keepsake—ain’t that the same as the Myriad Arts Sect Leader’s keepsake?”
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Applied Immortality – Chapter 91, Myriad Arts Sect’s Leader’s Keepsake, Math
Translator: Tamon Wang Qi’s defining trait was an insatiable curiosity. Barring that would make any research dull and pointless.
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Applied Immortality – Chapter 90, Primary School Cultivation Method
Translator: Tamon The monthly examination was a euphemism for time off, as far as Wang Qi’s past life memories went. Immortal Alliance took it to a new level, giving disciples an entire day off to adjust before the tests. Then again, in regards to the martial test, a day off was most needed.
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Applied Immortality – Chapter 89, Practice Makes Divinity
Translator: Tamon Mao Zimiao got used to Wang Qi’s occasional flair for weirdness. She ignored the foreign words, ‘shocker’ and ‘pick-up hand,’ saying, “I get the feeling you’ve learned more than you’re showing.” (Tamon: reference to the anime A Certain Magical Index, whose main character has the same ability on his right hand, which also happens to be how he gets girls.)
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Applied Immortality – Chapter 88, Cultured Wang Qi
Translator: Tamon To all Divine Province people watching, Mao Zimiao included, Wang Qi’s interest in the roof was unnatural, to say the least.
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Applied Immortality – Chapter 87, July Fire
Translator: Tamon Su Junyu gave Wang Qi two new ways of calculating: what Divine Province called White Marsh Expansion and Fourier Expansion.
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Applied Immortality – Chapter 86, Spiritual Energy’s Nature
Translator: Tamon Wang Qi sat cross-legged outside the Immortal Institute’s storeroom, hands on his legs, and holding a reddish copper item in deep concentration.
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Applied Immortality – Chapter 85, Presumption of Innocence? Presumption of Guilt?
Translator: Tamon All-immortal Realm, meeting room. Chen Jingyun was weary, elbows on the table, and holding his face. Being a made-up realm, the habit still brought some comfort, despite how the gesture lacked any sensory feedback.
