MTL - My Classmate is 200 Million Years Old - Chapter 8 Pit jump

[Space + Farming + Escape from Famine] The apocalyptic boss Bai Wutong took Space World to ancient times, and before he was happy, he found himself in a troubled era of escape!

Murder and robbery, making money and killing people, the price of sitting on the ground can be found everywhere.

Come up, she will kill two people.

She was kind enough to save someone, but she was deceived, stalked, and insisted on following her.

If that’s the case, don’t blame her for being jealous.

After finally settling down, he was assigned to the frontier to open up wasteland.

The sky is high, the emperor is far away, the fast piston is immortal, and Bai Wutong can’t ask for it.

Several years passed.

Bai Wutong accidentally led the richest man of the previous dynasty, the prime minister, the commander of the dark guard camp, the contemporary great Confucianism, the female saint, the magical doctor… and turned the barren land into a rich and noble town that everyone is craving.

The emperor came here with his ministers admiringly, looked at it, and was dumbfounded.

Isn’t the man who poured tea and water beside Bai Wutong the eldest son who has been dead for several years?

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Being the author of the breakout novel, Gates of The Primordials, Jarren Fletcher did not care about the constant critiques claiming he had a habit of treating extra characters as mere plot devices, creating and then dumping them once they’d served their purpose.To Jarren, it didn’t matter. Extras were just that—extras. All that mattered was the main character.But Jarren never expected to wake up in his own story, reincarnated as one of the meaningless, disposable extra characters, Deremiah Morcant—a coward who took his own life to escape the perilous challenges of the Gate Trials.Now, Jarren has to face those deadly challenges himself in the body of a weak, insignificant extra. He must find a way to survive in the rules of the dangerous world he had created, whilst also trying to save it.But time is running out. The next Wave is coming, and so are the paragons.

Fang Zhou transmigrated into a matriarchal cultivation realm where jade-like beauties hold celestial swords - and all the power. His first act? Tearing up his own betrothal contract.In this world where men were inferior and women were esteemed, the righteous were women, the villains were women, the cultivators were women, and even the gods who created the heavens and earth were women.Female warriors robbed the rich to help the poor and explored the world with their swords. Men, on the other hand, had to be cautious when going out so that they could protect themselves, lest they be robbed of their wealth and dignity, leaving them with nothing.Transmigrating into such a world, Fang Zhou, a handsome man who was desired wherever he went, felt immense pressure. Girls wanted to play with him and even tried to capture him and take him home.For the sake of his own life, Fang Zhou had no choice but to fight against women to the end.”Get lost, you annoying woman! Don't disturb my cultivation!“

When she was ten, she said, “When I grow up, I want to be the President!”“It's impossible, but you can be the President's wife,” he replied.He gazed at her tenderly. His youthful eyes filled with deep affection, as if he wanted to give her the whole world.When she was thirty-three, due to a leak of military secrets, she was imprisoned for treason, and she saw his signature on the death sentence document.She finally understood that the so-called undying love was fake, and that power and status were the true goals.Love is just like a ghost—more talked about than seen....Reborn and back to the age of twenty, she opened her eyes and shouted, “I must be the President!”“But, Madam... Your husband is already the President,” someone said.She was stunned for only a second, then viciously replied, “Then I'll take him down first, and I'll become the President!”A man gently pushed open the half-closed door, chuckling softly, “Did I hear wrong? Sweetie, you want to... take me down?”