The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke - Chapter 86

Lacking a pocket dimension, lacking a power, lacking a thigh to hug onto and the three life advantages (money, power, and looks), he had been cautiously living in the apocalypse for ten years, getting closer to falling inside the zombie’s mouths. But unexpectedly, he had the terrible luck, to be caught in a fight between two gangs and die, it really left people feeling disappointed.

But when he opened his eyes, he had returned to a decade ago, three months before the apocalypse!

Like before he still lacked an ability, an ordinary person without a pocket dimension, but he did have ten full years of experience living in the apocalypse! Even if he didn’t fight zombies, didn’t hunt monsters, he could still live a carefree farming life in the safe zone.

Find a safe house, utilise all kinds of skills from his previous life to farm in exchange for meat, and if possible, find a person to peacefully spend the rest of his life with; ordinary people had their own ordinary little pieces of happiness.

Originally believing he had picked up a beauty he returned home to prepare a golden house, but on the contrary he was the one being pushed down……someone once said, whether it is people or matters, by no means can you only look at the surface!

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The horror game has descended upon the world!Those chosen must risk their lives to control spirits and become spirit tamers to have a chance at survival!However, Lin Yu has awakened the “Divine System,” granting him access to the underworld currency that can be used in the ghost realm!His amount of underworld currency is in the hundreds of millions or even trillions… almost infinite!Therefore, while other players cautiously approach the spirits, trying to please them,Lin Yu’s situation is completely different,Relying solely on the underworld currency in his hands!A seductive ghost secretary is helping him manage affairs in the ghost realm,A cute and beautiful ghost director is pestering him for a business deal,And a fierce and powerful ghost chef is constantly cooking for him in various ways…As he looks at one powerful spirit after another submitting to him,And glances at the other players struggling to survive in the dungeons!Lin Yu sighs!“This horror game…”

[ WARNING! MATURE CONTENT R+18 ]Synopsis:In the thousands of years of buried and recorded history, the mighty Godents—humans who arbitrarily gained extraordinary powers through a mysterious celestial body known as the Goddess—reigned supreme.After seemingly countless debates and wars of all kinds on how to maximize the utilization of the omnipotent comet that landed on Earth, the Summit Academy was thoroughly built.An academy with unique students whose words were infinitely more absolute than a mere third-world country's government...An academy where human depravity was constantly challenged and displayed against the nature of goodness...In this grand society that was founded for the sake of superficial peace and schemes in the shadows, a certain piece of information reached those in power.“The M-Rev File was lost.”A mysterious document allegedly containing critical information about the Goddess...Now presumed to be at the hands of an heir of one of the Seven World Corporations... and at the same time, a royal student in the very prestigious academy.Amidst the echoes of malice, one mercenary who appeared out of nowhere and with the questionable mission of protecting this female student was admitted.Student Name: Aeon ???Additional Information: ???However, all things considered, on Aeon's first day in this school that could decide a person's future in the blink of an eye, he received a peculiar text message—/ I miss you... /A/N: This R+18 story isn't something just to satisfy the reader's lustful nature...

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

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