《The CEO’s Regret: My Ex-Wife is the Hidden Tycoon》全部章節：第 81 章 - 第 84 章

The violet leaf did not wither under the un-optimized noon sun. Instead, it uncurled its sharp, geometric edges against the crushed aluminum casing of the scouting drone, its surface ticking with a microscopic vibration that felt like a telegraph wire strung through a garden. The text blooming on its skin—VOLUME 10, CHAPTER 3: THE FIRST CLASS—was written in the precise, razor-thin font of the High Treasury, a tiny but stubborn piece of corporate graffiti trying to brand the dirt.Xander knelt in the clover, his heavy, calloused hand hovering just above the stem. The amber ember beneath his scars remained dark, but his fingers were steady as he plucked a nearby blade of wild grass and laid it across the violet leaf, shading the tiny text from view."They aren't launching an assault, Sara," he said, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that felt entirely rooted in the coastal earth. "They're launching a curriculum. The Third District knows that if they can't count our stones, they can still t

The thump-thump-thump did not sound like footsteps; it was the acoustic weight of an industry. Every revolution of the massive zinc treads shook the basalt roots of the ridge, sending waves of grey dust through the cracks of the half-built schoolhouse. The air, which had tasted of salt and wild clover only an hour before, turned suddenly thick and chemical, choked with the sharp, oily reek of industrial violet ink that was being pumped into the master drums at a rate of ten thousand gallons a second.Xander stood by the half-raised stone archway, his tattered shadow-woven coat whipping forward as the draft from the descending machines hit the clearing. His hands were no longer blistered; the salt-water wash had left them a hard, weathered grey, the knuckles thick and square like the cedar timbers of our ship."They aren't auditing the remainder this time, Sara," he said, his voice cutting through the mechanical roar with a rough, physical gravity. "They’re rebuilding the boundary of t