MTL - Top Quality Beauty Cultivation System - Chapter 455 Miss Wang Mingzhen

Due to the abnormal arrangement of her sixth chromosome, she became a legend in genetic medicine. This is because her vision and hearing are 21 times greater than those of a normal human, while her running, jumping, and arm strength are 33 times stronger, and her regenerative and self-healing abilities are as high as 84 times those of a normal person. However, her father hated her, and people around her disliked her, regarding her as a monster.However, he was the only one who would like to be friends with her. He is the sickly yet most drop-dead gorgeous man in the entire imperial capital. Three steps will make him pant as if he'd just finished a full marathon, and taking five steps was enough to make him cough like a chain-smoker.It is said that one would easily forget the beautiful people of the world upon laying eyes on him.She said, “This pretty boy belongs to me.”

Qin Xiaoguo was a successful chef working in the future era. A turn of fate brought her to the past, into a time of famine and uncertainty. Waking up one day, Qin Xiaoguo found herself face to face with a boy who acknowledged her as his mother.

Having transmigrated from the year 3024 to 42 BC, Qin Xiaoguo had traveled across a three-millennium time leap to the past. She was transported to a destitute place, and also became mother to a hungry, skinny boy at the same time.

Her only comfort to her new-found circumstances was a spatial ring that allowed her to transmigrate—giving her free access to food and other belongings from a different era.

After years of raising her son singlehandedly, Qin Xiaoguo had a surprise visitor at her door. It was a man claiming to be her husband, requesting to stay the night. Out of confusion and pity, Qin Xiaoguo let the self-proclaimed father of her child into the house.

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.