Interspecies Trader - Chapter 59 – Next Spell

As soon as I opened my eyes, I had a thrilling caesarean section.

Looking at the younger brothers and younger sisters waiting to be fed in their arms, the skinny second and third younger sisters, and the weak and delicate mother.

Hua Jiujiu decides to stay away from his best relatives and make a fortune.

After breaking off relatives and going out, everyone in the village said:

If there is no food at home, they will starve to death.

Oh, there are several acres of grain in the space, waiting for her to cut.

If the family has no money, they will not be able to survive.

Oh, with one-handed medical skills, the flesh and bones of the living dead, for a place of treatment, the princes and nobles all robbed their heads.

If there is no man in the family, they will be bullied.

Oh, uh, this…

Hua Jiujiu ran to the back hill to break the thatched hut, cornering a certain man.

“Man, marry me!”

I thought I could live a peaceful and beautiful life in the country.

But I didn’t think that one day, this man transformed into a mighty God of War prince who shook the world.

Hua Jiujiu shivered and hid in the corner.

The man pulled her into his arms, his eyes full of pampering.

“Lady, how do you want my husband to serve you at night?”

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A filthy, idiotic, hypocritical alcoholic degenerate, known to most as Ricky Freeman, died in a tragic car accident when his lower half was crushed by a drunk driver. Coughing out a bloody mourning for his balls, Ricky finally dies only to wake up in his next life. Reincarnated in the 1920s as a orphaned kid, how will he live in a universe filled to it's brim with cosmic beings-*DING*'Huh?'[Congratulations Host for receiving the Impregnation System]

Notice: This story contains R18+ themes, including violence, sensual and sexual content, blood-related addiction, and dark psychological elements. Reader discretion advised.I died in a library, crushed under centuries of forgotten knowledge. Fitting.Now I’ve woken up in a coffin, starving, undead, and very much not human.They call me a Fledgling—a bottom-feeder vampire barely above a ghoul. I’m weak, hunted, and tethered to a world straight out of a cursed tabletop campaign. It’s a classic fantasy realm—elves, knights, guilds, and dungeons—but twisted by a dark, rotting magic. The moon shines red, the gods are silent, and every town smells like fear.To make matters worse, I’ve been bound to a LitRPG system called the Blood Codex.Level up by draining blood.Unlock skills by embracing your monstrous nature.Resist Corruption... or don’t.There's no prophecy. No chosen one nonsense. No noble title. Just fangs, rot, and whatever I can steal, trick, or kill to survive.But the deeper I sink into this world’s underbelly, the more I realize something is watching me through the system. The rules are breaking. Dungeon bosses are going mad. Entire towns are disappearing.And I think I’m supposed to fix it… or maybe finish the job.

In a world of countless schemes, where you are being manipulated at every moment,often without even knowing it.A world where you can't be sure if what you see is reality… or just another illusion crafted as part of a deeper scheme.This is the story of someone who survives it all kind of schemes both small and vast, some he understands, and others he never even realizes.Even he, who is constantly being schemed against, crafts schemes of his own against others.This is a world ruled by deception and Yuan will persevere it, shape it, and rise through it.------------English is not my native language, so please understand if there are any mistakes