The Divine Urban Physician - Chapter 981 - : Unbelievable

T/N: In Chinese, the 穿 in time travel is the same character as the 穿 in wear clothes.

“Why must I travel back in time (穿越 chuan yue)?” – Qing Qiao

“Because… If you don’t wear clothes (穿 chuan)… You’ll catch a cold…” – Qing Qiao’s servant girl, Dong Xi.

If you once thought this was a time traveling novel…

What is a Benz? Beautiful men step aside. As a knowledgable woman who has gone through higher education, how can I tolerate a backward life without a computer, without chocolate, without a flushing toilet bowl? No matter what I must return back to the future! Thus started, Gu Qing Qiao’s silly ridiculous legend, a side-splittingly funny case that started with one bowl of roast pork rice.

But sadly, we may have guessed the start, but we weren’t able to guess the end…

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Journey through a Sim World for All.

Every young person is given a chance to simulate reincarnation when they come of age.

Only by breaking the limits of life can one have the opportunity to become a permanent reincarnator who controls everything.

If it fails.

In this life, I can only be an ordinary person praying for blessings.

Countless candidates are trembling, not daring to make the slightest mistake at the beginning of the simulation.

And after Li Yueming entered the reincarnation world.

Discovered that your random talent can be multiplied by a hundred times?

[Your blue talent ‘Aura’ has been transformed into a golden talent ‘Infinite Deduction’ after a hundred-fold increase]

[Unlimited deduction (golden): You can deduce based on known information, the accuracy rate is as high as 100%! 】

With the emergence of full-level talents one after another.

Li Yueming suddenly discovered that this is the reincarnation world known as the difficulty of hell?

Questionnaire or something, next time I will fill it out very simple!

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Gu Ting Yu is a veterinarian with a fear of animals. Haunted by the same nightmare all these years, he is desperate to find out the reason behind those dreams. He then travels into a fantasy realm by fate, entering the Palace of the Twelve Sacred Beasts.

Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.