Taking Part in a Survival Game with My Brother - Chapter 262 The thread of fate

Because of her beauty, Dr. Su is visited by dozens or even hundreds of patients every day for various ailments like hemorrhoids and toothaches.Unexpectedly, there comes an even more outrageous claim: “Doctor, I'm injured there!”Just as Su Mei Xi was about to get angry, she realized it was the man she had met two months ago.Back then, he had been composed, but today, he claimed responsibility and they immediately registered for marriage at the civil affairs bureau, walking out with two red certificates.Initially, she thought she merely found a giant tree to lean on for shelter. However, when her ex-boyfriend, stepbrother... continuously came to harass her, she discovered that this tree not only had exceptional strength, a deep background, and mysterious origins but could also cook, wash clothes, and make beds...And then, one day, a helicopter landed, and he descended from the rooftop. Only then did she realize he was actually a distinguished war god!

“For a long time, we humans have been like the chosen race, without any natural enemies, and have long been at the top of the food chain. Unfortunately, I have to tell you...” “When there is only one bird in a forest, then the forest is basically fake, and the bird was put there by someone...” “No matter how a fish swims, it can never meet any of its kind, which only means that the fish is kept in a fish tank...” “Yes, we are the birds in the forest and the fish in the tank.” “Yes, the world we live in is virtual!”

The era of mutations and survival!Can Jeremy Night become the hope of the Human Alliance?

A Betrayal of Fate--- Anos Voldigoad, a young man of noble spirit, faces a devastating turn of events. Betrayed by his own kind and the woman he loves, he’s thrust into a world of darkness and despair. His world shattered, his parents murdered, and his beloved forced into the arms of his sworn enemy, Anos questions the cruel hand of fate. As he succumbs to his mortal wounds, a final, haunting image lingers: the smug grin of his tormentor, taunting him with promises of his lover’s destruction. In his dying breath, Anos wonders: Why has God forsaken him? Is it because of his weakness, his goodness? As the darkness claims him, a seed of vengeance is planted, a promise to rise from the ashes and exact his revenge, no matter the cost.