From Sidekick to Bigshot - Chapter 792 - Apologize to Jian Yiling

In the Cyberpunk era, the Corporate Alliance dominated the world, with humans and witches alike serving as corporate cash cows, enslaved by advanced technology.Changes were thus unveiled, and Xu Yang, refusing to become a corporate slave, resolved to flee. He intended to rescue the adorable yet powerful witches from the clutches of the giant corporations, embarking on a path of innovation!

She thought heartbreak was the hardest battle she'd ever fight. Ending a five-year relationship in 2024 nearly broke her, but she rose anyway. By 2028, she’s everything she once dreamed of becoming. A bestselling author, an admired high school teacher, and a successful businesswoman. But behind her perfect image lies a dangerous secret. She’s also one of the most feared underground hackers in the cyber realm.Then one night in City X changes everything. A book signing. Too many drinks. A stranger with a voice like sin and eyes full of danger. The next morning, no memories, a blurred signature, a hotel room, and a man’s touch she can’t forget. Back in City C, she tells herself to move on. Until someone knocks on her door. And the man from her forgotten night says the words that turn her world upside down.“I’m your husband.”He’s younger, commanding, and far from ordinary. A soldier from a secret military unit hidden in the shadows, where forbidden experiments and enhanced beings redefine humanity itself. Now bound by a contract marriage, they’re forced into a world of covert missions, coded lies, and a war between love and survival.She’s a hacker who steals secrets.He’s a soldier sworn to protect them.And when their worlds collide, love becomes both a weapon and a weakness, the only thing powerful enough to save them... or destroy everything they stand for.

In the heart of the Azure Continent lies a legendary establishment known as Origin Mall.This extraordinary store offers goods beyond imagination: a sip of its cola can instantly replenish one's vitality; its spicy snacks grant the strength to overcome powerful foes; the games it offers can accelerate cultivation progress; and its novels impart profound techniques and insights.Origin Mall boasts a vast array of offerings, catering to leisure, entertainment, dining, and training needs alike.However, there’s one rule that all visitors must remember: never cause trouble in the store. The owner, though unassuming, is unimaginably powerful.

BLURB> He was reborn by mistake. Raised with purpose. Loved by a god. Worshipped by monsters. And the galaxy doesn’t stand a fucking chance.Irvine’s soul took one wrong turn through the wheel of karma and woke up in a body grown by an intergalactic hivemind goddess with boundary issues and galaxy-sized ambition. Now he’s the golden child of a psychic swarm that feeds on control and burns whole worlds for affection.With Crystal at the helm, warriors like Kimchi, relic-weapons like Kiya, and a council of psionic horrors eager to call him king, Irvine must choose what kind of god he wants to be.Because when a hivemind learns to love......it doesn’t know when to stop.The universe will kneel—or get devoured trying.SYNOPSISIrvine didn’t ask to be reincarnated, but the cosmos had other plans. And it didn’t hand him a cheat code or a clean slate—just one random boon, selected by an uncaring divine roulette wheel.Good karma? Bad karma? Balanced as all fuck.Now he's reborn in the body of a psionically tuned alien hybrid, raised from psychic infancy by Crystal, the hivemind queen of a race so advanced they’ve abandoned individuality for shared omniscience. All except her baby boy.Irvine is the singularity inside the swarm, the first soul allowed to think, dream, and desire independently. Trained by warriors like Kimchi, advised by bio-symbiotes like Kiya, loved ferociously by hive sisters like Diane, and shadowed by powers ancient and unnamed, Irvine is both weapon and wielder, saint and sacrifice.But empires don’t run on hugs and handjobs. As Crystal expands her dominion—across star systems and sentient nebulae—Irvine must lead the charge through blood, fire, and psionic flame.His soul is still human. His body? Engineered for extinction. His heart? Not entirely his anymore.