Soul of Searing Steel - Chapter 1038 - The Great Migration

The new book has been opened “After Rebirth, Your Majesty, She Was Slightly Irritable”

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The dilapidated thatched hut is poor and destitute, plus the acrimonious and mischievous father who regards money as his life…

It’s really not an ordinary bad heart…

fortunately! The caring, gentle and virtuous little husband is not bad!

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Upon waking up from the dream, Josie traveled from the 21st century to Chicago in 1943, becoming a poor boy wandering the streets.

World War II? For Josie, who is still underage, it is too far away.

As an orphan, how he can survive in this age is the most important thing.

Fortunately, he has a plane trading system. In this era, being a master of time and space can make a good life if you think about it.

However, a few months later, Josie, whose life had just improved a little, looked at Captain America, who was singing and dancing with a group of girls on the stage of the war fundraising benefit performance, and fell silent.

It’s over, Barbie Q is over.

This is Marvel!

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You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.