The People's God: Sacrificing Trillions to Ascend - Chapter 317 - Assist Civilization

“I wasn’t born a lucky person, I’m just too strong.”

On his way home late in the evening, Xiao Li found a letter asking for help and inexplicably came to an unknown place. He had to finish the task given before he could succeed in returning to reality. In the legendary haunted school, Xiao Li looked at his companions’ task of ‘survive until dawn’ and then looked at the tasks displayed in his book:

Tell me your name.

Tell me what you like.

Kiss me.

Xiao Li: ????

He was very confused and then refused.

- Description from Novelupdates

In the apocalyptic world, the big boss Jiang Xin traverses to the 1980s.In the previous second, she was still slaying zombies.In the next second, she becomes a female cannon fodder in a period novel.The original owner was framed by a distant cousin and forced to marry her nominal cousin-in-law.Her reputation was ruined, and she was scolded by the villagers as a seductress of her brother-in-law.Jiang Xin opens her eyes to chaos.A mother-in-law, unaware of the truth, speaks harshly to her.The indifferent husband ignores her and even doesn’t return home.The green tea cousin acts pitiful to sow discord, turning the household into chaos.Distant relatives ransack the money and tickets sent by the original owner’s parents, leaving nothing behind.To this, Jiang Xin expresses that she can no longer tolerate it and begins to fight back.She exposes the true face of the cousin and seeks justice for the original owner, reversing her image in the village.In response to the malicious plundering by extreme relatives, Jiang Xin retaliates swiftly, warning them they don’t know the danger they’re courting.After learning the truth, the mother-in-law, who hangs her head in shame, receives Jiang Xin’s wave of indifference.After all, her career is her priority!She flips resources from her space superstore, earning massive wealth.Spotting a business opportunity, she invests in a factory on the verge of bankruptcy, which unexpectedly gets listed, with its stock price multiplying by thousands!When Jiang Xin, counting her money, is about to kick her cheap husband to the curb, planning to return to the provincial city to reunite with her parents, retire, and enjoy life,The man, who had been following her around pitifully, suddenly approaches:“Baby, are you leaving me?”Jiang Xin touches her head, looking embarrassed, as she suddenly remembers she still has this one to deal with?

Year one of the New Era, the Demon King was defeated by the Hero, divided into thirteen parts, and sealed all over the world. Only the soul can reincarnate and be reborn.Year sixteen of the New Era, in the tavern of a small town on the border, a young maid named Mohe sees a middle-aged man who only brags to deceive people for drinking money. However, she knows better than anyone that he was the Hero who defeated her and split her into thirteen parts.“The former Demon King is now wearing maid clothes and working as a server here?”“The great Hero sir, instead of being affectionate with your harem group, you bark here like a stray dog, deceiving for food and drink. How is that different from a beggar?”

Having opened his eyes once more, Chu Zheng found the world turned upside down. He had transformed from a Cultural Relic Restorer into a household slave.At the same time, a new feature had emerged within his body: a Repair Panel that refreshed daily, enabling his skills to continuously advance.【Incomplete Mantra (repairable)】→【Great Circulatory Breathing Guideline】【Ruined Temple Remnant (repairable)】→【Ancestral Dao Golden Body】【Damaged Spirit Root (repairable)】→【Superior Quality Immortal Bone】…………In an era of cultivating truth, heroes compete fiercely, and prodigies rise together.From ancient times, sages and wise men were buried by the sands of time; a lifetime of glory or disgrace turned to naught in a blink, and only a few names are recorded in the annals of history.Having lived this life a second time, Chu Zheng did not seek the arts of immortality, but merely wished to have his name remembered by future generations.