I Became the Only Non-mage in the Academy - Chapter 209: The Great Evil - Aftermath

Zhang Yan worked tirelessly for three years, all to save money and buy a house.But in the end, he discovered that all his money had been secretly transferred by his fiancée to her ex-boyfriend to fund his startup.In his fury, the God-Level Choice System was activated.1. Forgive her and receive the title “Enduring Green Turtle.”2. “Who doesn’t have an ex?” Call my ex-girlfriend and say, “I regret it. I want to get back together with you.” Reward: 30 million yuan and a “1 Yuan House Purchase Voucher.”Was there even a choice to make!?Without hesitation, Zhang Yan called his ex-girlfriend and said, “I regret it. I want to get back together with you.”“I’ll be there right away.”Fifteen minutes later, a breathtaking beauty, scoring 99 out of 100, arrived in a Lamborghini… with a household registration book in hand.(The synopsis is a bit weak, please read the main story.)

“Your Highness, there’s something I’d really like for my birthday.”

“What is it?”

“Will you promise to listen?”

Then the man blatantly laughed.

But who would point out his arrogance – a young Northern Duke who’s not even afraid of the Emperor? He could even get a throne if he wished for it.

But it was just a sweet lover’s birthday wish.

“Alright. I swear.”

So, Juliet spoke lightly,

“Please break up with me. I don’t love you anymore.”

A fiance just for show. A succession of meaningless nights.

Now is the time to end seven years of unrequited love.

In a tyrannical world, what is evil? What is benevolence? All living creatures are brutal. Passing through the heaven road to find one’s purpose in life. Struggles to be stronger is not an easy path. The whole journey thistles and thorns, one blade chops open a path, I alone will be supreme!

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Perhaps the paintings in a museum are subjected to more nonsense than you would hear anywhere else in the world.The language that comes out of an artist’s life is the painting itself. It contains the most ordinary lives that know failure, desire, recoiling in fear, and compromise.Learning is about understanding that language. We miss much of what the paintings speak because there is no way to ask the long-dead painters about the philosophy of their lives.In an alleyway in the residential area of Jongno, there’s a peculiar art gallery. This place enables us to transcend such limitations. By sheer coincidence, I ended up visiting that place and began living an entirely different life.