MTL - Re, Gu Aotian Slaughtered Me - v3 Chapter 17 Fruta's progress

【The first emperor of the Alabasta Empire, Ryan Rowan】Life

685 – crossing;

690 – Eat the Shasha fruit and develop the fruit ability based on the [Desert Emperor] Azir;

695 – Meets close friend Neferutari;

715 – Establishment of the Alabasta Empire;

719 – Rowan died in battle, on the eve of the establishment of the World Government;

720 – the establishment of the world government;

A blank hundred years begin.

…

Eight hundred years later.

Haiyuan Calendar 1507——

Due to the aftermath of the battle of Crocodile, who was the shasha fruit power user at the time, Rowan, who was sleeping, woke up.

…

On that day, one million imperial soldiers stood in Marin Van Doo, and the huge desert disc locked the Holy Land Mary Joa!

Rowan declared to the world:

Your emperor is back!

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With the unexpectedly obtained unknown civilization technology, bionic robots, artificial intelligence, quantum mechanical transmission, supercomputers, plasma thrusters, nuclear fusion, these black technologies are constantly being manufactured in Wang Xiao’s hands.

Knowledge is power. With the help of unknown civilization technology, Wang Xiao, who has acquired this knowledge and black technology, has tickets to a better future and a sea of stars.

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Waking up as Space Marine from Warhammer 40K is crazy enough but living in the world of Sword and Magic is beyond crazy. MC has no idea how he ends up in a fantasy world similar to D&D but one thing he is certain, he has to survive and find out who took him away from his home.I do not own Warhammer 40k or picture for fanfiction cover. Please enjoy this fanfiction and if you are interested in Warhammer please check youtube or google for lore.

“Let’s get a divorce,” Chen Jinyao said.

She knew that she was only a supporting character in this novel world. The male lead only married her as a business relationship and, sooner or later, the female lead of the story would eventually show up.

If Chen Jinyao was indecisive about leaving, only heartbreak would follow.

Something pulled her thin white wrist, and next thing she knew, she was pushed down and pressed against a pillow. Yan Cheng’s peach blossom eyes bored into her in discontent as he declared, “Only in your dreams!”

After spending a colorful night, she was too tired to lift a finger.

When she fell asleep in Yan Cheng’s arms, she had a dream.

In her dream, she had turned 80 years old.

But can someone tell her why she still hadn’t left the marriage at that age?