My Husband and I Brought Hundreds of Millions of Supplies to Farm - Chapter 112 - Clue

Xia Feng transmigrated to the Celestial Essence Continent, becoming a low-talent waste. Fortunately, he possessed a Dream Realm Pearl, which accidentally pulled the top grade Saintess of the Great Xia Empire into the dream realm, where they fell in love for a thousand years and she became a deity with his help.The next day, after his fiancée annulled their engagement publicly at the betrothal banquet, the top grade Saintess traveled thousands of miles to arrive, shaking the entire continent.“Husband, this is a Talent Pill, it can enhance your talent.”

William Carter, a nuisance streamer, met his end in a predictably stupid way and was offered a second chance by an overworked Lord of Death.​Reborn in a ruthless Xianxia world as Wei Chen, he has a new mission: to use his entire skill set and a divine streaming kit to reduce the realm's astronomically high death rate from constant sect wars, conflicts, and the number one cause of death.... the all-powerful “Courting Death.”Live on Stream:Wei Chen: “If those so-called 'trash' underdogs were truly incapable of cultivating, why would every Jade Beauty in the province be obsessed with them!?”Wei Chen: “Think, Young Master! Think!”Young Master: T_T

Xie Tao had always believed in science until one day, a meteorite smashed into his yard, forcing him to bind to a heroic world saving script. The worst thing was that the script didn’t even follow common sense.

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital’s royal square, took in someone else’s cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era’s brilliance... “Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?” Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.