Necropolis Immortal - Chapter 2210.2: Final Trump Card

# gourmet # entrepreneurship # eight years old # younger sister # business

Xu Le transmigrated to a parallel universe into the body of an adorable eight-year-old. Here, there are no delicacies.

His parents went abroad, leaving him behind to earn his own keep.

His parents said, “Son, it is time you become a man and become financially independent. Make your own money and bring up your younger sister.”

Xu Le, “I understand, but at least pay off the mortgage before you leave!”

Forced by his circumstances, elementary school student Xu Le shouldered a burden that was beyond his age.

He begins his life of paying off the mortgage, bringing along his younger sister, Xu Tian, along for the ride.

Just then, the “Culinary God” system was awakened.

He could get all sorts of prizes if he cooked delicious food for people to try.

As such, a food stall started to appear on a busy street. In it was a tiny figure as a cook and a long line of customers.

Su Ziyu has a golden hourglass of time. Every time the sand runs out, Su will be transported to a different world.

As a Male Ant King, Dragon Cypress is supposed to be welcomed in in the all-female Ant Clan Kingdom. The reality, however, is the opposite. Seventeen Great-Headed Ant Kings all express no interest in him. Fortunately, Dragon Cypress stumbles upon Dominating Throne, the brainchild of another civilization, which allows him to breed even without a female ant and build his kingdom.[Experiment number GADSSS541, Top secret][Creator Civilization, Dominating Throne, gene information identification and editing system overhaul complete, transported by the Alliance Expedition Army's 168th Army, 741st Corps Commander Hou Wenfeng, handed over to Phoenix Galaxy GA541 laboratory director Liu Zhihong...][Please select a type of Messenger][Guardian of Strength][Producer of Agriculture]

For the crimes he commited, Theo was executed by the exile to the outlands, beyond the limits of human civilization, where the S-rank monsters reigned supreme.Yet, rather than feeling despair, guilt or anything else... Theo was excited.He had no memory of comitting any of the crimes he was sentenced for. Or, to be more precise, he had no memory of doing anything in this world other than sitting in the prison-coach as it drove to the edge of the civilization.And how could he not, with the system prompt hanging out in the corner of his vision, promising to activate only once he set foot in the outlands?Turn the world into blocks... and mine them out. Craft whatever your heart desire. Construct, automate, explore and exploit!But when you hear the boss music kick in...Do you run, or do you stand your ground and fight?!And what if, while you play minecraft... Others play game of thrones?