Overlimit Skill Holder (Web Novel JP) - Chapter Second Coming Of Goddess And Child Of Hope (1/79) 29.1

Lao Li’s family finally gave birth to a girl! It’s a pity that we are on the road to escape…

Mrs. Li: What should I do? My baby has lumps and no milk to drink!

Jiayin spat out bubbles of saliva and waved her little hands: “Don’t be afraid, I have space, bring your own rations!” then…

Li Laosi: Mom, I picked up a dairy goat on the roadside!

Li Laosi’s wife: Mom, this rabbit hit the tree by itself!

Li Laosan: Mom, I went to fetch water, and the big fish jumped into the bucket!

Li Laosan’s wife: Mom, a handful of rice actually makes a pot of rice!

Mrs. Li’s head was buzzing. With the blessing of her ancestors, she was giving birth to a little lucky girl, who would prosper her family once she was born! As a result, when I turned around, there was a pile of dates, apples and pears on the kang…

Mrs. Li: “Wait a minute! Fu Niu’er, let grandma slow down. We have good things, but we have to take them out slowly!”

Li Jiayin: Hehehe

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The starry sky mecha is as powerful as a dragon, and the gods and demons in the abyss are whispering and roaring.

In this era of collision between new techniques and old techniques, technology and divine power, Lu Yuan stumbled into the world with an attribute panel that allowed unlimited job changes.

“Occupation [Martial Arts Grandmaster] + material [Heart of the Nine-Headed Dragon of the Abyss], can be advanced and transferred to [Darkfall Dragon Sect]….”

Lu Yuan looked at his hands that were gradually covered with black scales, and the black hair behind his back was dancing wildly in the wind. His scarlet eyes stared at the humanoid mechanical body flying across the night sky like meteors, and whispered to himself with a smile: ” Now…I should be able to tear apart mechas with my hands…”

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Qin Chuan arrived in a parallel world and got bound to a system.

Oliver Patrick, the Greatest General in Stormfront's history has a secret - a secret not many know. They think that his Iron WIll was built overnight. They know not the path of suffering he walked, as the slave Beam, to reach his destiny as King, and then Emperor.This is that story. A true story, of progress, struggle, hardship and strength. A story of greatness achieved without a system. A story of how one unknown boy's struggle transformed a continent forever.//ExtractThe arm dropped to the floor, as did the head. Spear points raced past the falling corpse as the goblins sought to take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention. But the tide had already shifted. The equilibrium that had kept the battle going for so long was shattered. With no bruiser to take care of their front lines and distract his attention, the goblins in front of him were no match for his speed.He employed his misdirection as he normally might, feigning the same backwards step that he had practised over and over, before leaping forward, catching the goblin off guard, twisting his body to avoid its spear and forcing his blade into its throat.It let out a high-pitched squeal as it dropped its spear and attempted to stem the tide of blood that was spurting from the wound. The goblin next to it squealed too, in fear this time, as its eyes widened, seeing two of its comrades dealt with so easily in quick succession. Beam saw it take a backwards step, as it attempted to turn and run away. But he was on it before it had a chance. He wrapped his arm around its neck and drove a sword through its back.Rather than let the corpse fall to the floor as he normally might, he held onto this one, enduring its death throes. Once life had finally left its body, he shifted it into place as a meat shield. Two arrows thudded against it, almost piercing it straight through. But the time they reached Beam the momentum was entirely gone – though they touched him, they did not even pierce his clothes.Slowly, with his meat shield in place, Beam advanced on the remaining goblins. They both shared a glance with each other as they dared to fire another volley, before turning on their heels and attempting to sprint away.“Stay,” a brief moment of eye contact, and one of the goblins was rooted in place. Beam tossed his shield aside and picked up a spear instead. With a twist of his hips and shoulder, the spear went soaring, impaling the running goblin straight through its stomach. Its bow fell to the ground, as strength left its hands. It then fell to its knees, before falling face down to the floor, pushing the spear back through itself.