A New India - Chapter 8: Riots - II

In a person’s life, three percent depends on hard work, seven percent depends on talent, and ninety percent depends on appearance.

Ding Mu, originally an ordinary person with a little handsome, a little money, and a little smart, could only live an ordinary life with a little luxury and a little glory.

By chance, Ding Mu wanted to download Meitu Xiuxiu, but got a real-life beautification system of aliens.

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[When the stars return to their positions, you will ascend to the throne.]At first, Bai Yi thought he was just dreaming.Then, he thought he was playing a nightmare game.In the end, when the dream became reality, and the game rewrote reality,Bai Yi discovered that he was not only the sole participant in the game, but also the only GM——Bestowing souls to all things, granting rebirth to the dead, twisting the rules of matter, creating absolute truth, writing real lies…The entire world is rewritten by him.[——The stars hold up the brilliance, casting a throne for you.] [——What you think and imagine will become reality.]***Everyone woke up to find that the entire world had changed.Spiritual energy revived, and the mysterious appeared.Ghosts prowling in the rainy night smile elegantly amidst the bloodshed;The mysterious flower shop owner awaits your visit in the depths of misfortune;In the reflection of the city, the shadow council remotely controls the world;In the sealed ancient painting, evil spirits are greedily watching your soul.Immortal arts, magic, martial arts, demons, ghosts, undead…A wave of mystery surged in the world.Someone is weaving everything behind the scenes, making the whole world dance with it.[——He is the source of all legends.] [——He is the mystery itself.]

In the 21st century, she was the outstanding world renowned darling of the field of archeology. Then, she transmigrated and became Jinjiang city’s Ji Family’ Third Miss, a small malnourished girl who starved to death. She was unfavored by her father and treated like air by the rest. Therefore, just to earn money and feed herself she had to return to her old profession – being a forensic anthropologist.

With a pair of dextrous hands, she stroked and examined those clickety white bones to solve old and dusty unresolved cases.

He was a handsome cold prince. Just to see the beauty smile, he would not hesitate to throw away his moral principles and repeatedly flirt with her.

In the end, he only received a supercilious look from her, as she declared “Prince, one touch is a 1,000 taels.”

“Then, this prince will give you 10,000 taels for a kiss!”

Cao Gui: “Well said! System, but do you want to explain why this is not Marineford but Manhattan in New York?”

System: “…”

Cao Gui: “System?”

System: “…”

Cao Gui: “System, say something!”

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