After Her Divorce, She Escaped With A Strong Man To Farm - Chapter 518 - . Missing

The actress Liu Qingqing entered a book about the future in which all human beings have only seen AI robots as actors.

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In a world where immortality and martial arts coexist, Qiao Mu can constantly come back to life.Each time he is killed, he resurrects at the cost of getting older, but his martial arts skills also become deeper with age.The more he dies, the older he gets, and the stronger he becomes. The more heroic his death, the stronger he becomes after resurrection.So he finds different ways to court death, always seeking out danger.The enemy is shocked to discover that just after defeating the young one, an old one has appeared, seemingly infinite in number.A legend of an invincible immortal family starts to spread.“The Qiao family is full of loyal and heroic individuals, generation after generation. They all detest evil and cherish righteousness, valuing honor over life, daring to lead the world!”“After his son died on the battlefield, the father with white hair continues to go into battle. He is worthy of admiration and respect!”“Once upon a time, the son protected me and died, so today I cannot simply watch his old father living a sad and lonely old age.”“The descendants of the Qiao family bravely entered the palace to assassinate the evil emperor, but failed and lost their lives. Is the emperor really so clueless? The mysterious thousand-year-old monster from the hidden Qiao family is about to appear!”“Has the divine immortals and buddhas returned? But why do even those divine beings call the elders of the Qiao family “ancestors”? How many ancestors does the Qiao family have, and where did they come from?”After countless deaths, Qiao Mu suddenly looked back and found himself to be an ancient ancestor of mankind, who had lived for millions of years and possessed immense power.

Bored in class, Ivaim suddenly transmigrates into a world plagued with Fractured Realities.A century ago, Reality Masters suddenly arrived— bringing a wave of terror over the planet.Just as the people despaired, they began to discover “Threshold Items” which allowed them to enter the domains of these Reality Masters.They had two options starting from there :One, to become a Reality Walker— a person marked and blessed by a Reality Master, fighting by their side in order to defend against other Reality Masters.Or to become a Reality Ruiner— A person who kills Reality Masters, directly consuming and taking over the powers that they posses!However, to Ivaim, he seemed to have taken on a different path.As he looked towards his own body, he sighed as he realized that he was neither a Reality Walker, nor a Reality Ruiner.—He had somehow become a Reality Master....

“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]