Incredible Sect Simulator - Chapter 220 Flood Dragon Boat

Chu Li was a particle physicist until a freak accident took his life and transmigrated him to a parallel universe – one where he wakes up with inexplicable abilities and finds himself in the running for a job in the imperial palace.

This is a story of heroic adventures, cunning strategies and romantic tales. How will our MC thrive in a world completely strange to him? Where will his ambitions and abilities take him in the palace?

Luxury cars, designer wears, watches, mansions, and penthouses worth millions, Aron had it all. To him, money was nothing but a number. He was so wealthy that he believed even God Himself couldn’t make him taste poverty.But everything changed when the one he loved, the only person he considered family, betrayed him. In a single moment, everything he had worked so hard to achieve was taken and destroyed, leaving him with nothing.Devastated and consumed by hate, rage, and hopelessness, Aron realized that no matter what he tried, he would never be able to get close, let alone take revenge, for all he had lost.That was until a notification appeared before every human in the world:[Your world has arrived at its waking brink.][You have awakened the talent: Talent Bank.]And so, the apocalypse began.

Before the divorce, Cecilia Nathan was always at his beck and call, docile and submissive.Everyone thought she was hopelessly in love with him.Later, Damian Hawthorne fell in love, and the object of his affection was a seemingly pure and innocent woman.The way he pursued another woman made Cecilia Nathan realize she could never warm his stony heart.The night she left, Damian Hawthorne pinned her against the wall and scoffed, “Cecilia Nathan, you can't live without me.”But later, what awaited Damian Hawthorne was not Cecilia Nathan's return, but the sight of her marrying another man.It turned out that in this relationship, the one who couldn't let go was him all along.

“Where the f*ck am I?”

One day, he suddenly fell into a world of barbarism and superstition.

“F*ck, I ain’t a savage!”