Joyful Motherhood in a Rural Family - Chapter 616 - : The Child Has a Fever

Ye Xiong was an infamous war machine — feared by the world and known to many as the God of Death. After an incident, he returned to Jiangnan city and faked a marriage to the Ice Queen President, Yang Xinyi.This is the story of a shameless sugar baby and his quest to conquer a group of beautiful girls, including the Ice Queen President, and win their hearts!

Who could have guessed that the accidental discovery of a pitch-black USB drive would one day turn Chen Chen’s world upside down?

A new world, filled with mysteries and deadly dangers. New faces, hiding their true intentions. Horizons beyond his wildest dreams. The world of Ice and Fire has opened its gates to him—there is no turning back.Born into a family of ordinary knights, he has no powerful benefactors, no secret knowledge of what lies ahead, and only a vague understanding of this world’s ways. But one thing is certain—he will never stop moving forward. Intrigue, betrayal, enemies—mere obstacles on a path he will carve with his own hands. His life will become a legend, but what kind of legend? That is for him to decide.The first step has been taken. Welcome to a journey that will shape the fate of Planetos.

The year was 2026, and the world wasn't what it used to be. Ever since the Abyss Gates cracked open three years ago, spilling monsters and dungeons across the planet, life had turned into a chaotic mess. Cities were half-ruined, half-rebuilt, and people clung to whatever normalcy they could find. Hunters—those brave or crazy enough to fight the monsters—became the new heroes. Everyone else? Well, they just tried to survive.Fin wasn't a Hunter. He wasn't a hero either.He was just… Fin. A lanky 19-year-old with messy brown hair, a chipped front tooth from a dumb skateboard accident, and a power that everyone called useless. Absorption. Sounds cool, right? Like he could suck up energy or steal someone's strength. Nope. All it did was let him “feel” things he touched a little more than normal. He could tell you the exact texture of a brick wall or how warm a coffee mug was—big whoop. No fireballs, no super strength, no flashy moves. Just a glorified touchy-feely trick.“Fin, you gonna eat that sandwich or just stare at it like it's gonna confess its life story?” Meg's voice snapped him out of his thoughts.He blinked and looked across the rickety table at his best friend. Meg was short, loud, and had a wild mop of dyed purple hair that she swore made her look “intimidating.” It didn't.