The Three-and-a-Half Years Old Baby is Pampered by Eight Uncles! - Chapter 355 - : Dessert Battle

In the 1960s, resources were extremely scarce. Thankfully, she had a personal space filled with supplies, ensuring she never lacked for food and clothing.

“A black dragon rises from the depths of the South Sea, triggering a cataclysmic tsunami... Flame spirits destroy city after city of steel and concrete, calmly departing from the center of a nuclear explosion... Extraterrestrial deities attempt to dominate the entire starry sea... This is a future world where human technology is highly advanced, and it marks the beginning of a martial arts era that sparks a frenzy of life evolution.Li Yuan, a martial arts student preparing for the college entrance exam, carries the vision of an extraordinary celestial palace where he can observe the starry sea, embarking on a challenging journey in this world.Many years later.“My current flight speed is 122,682 meters per second... My explosive power is... ” Li Yuan zooms through the atmosphere about 180 kilometers above the surface of the Blue Star, his cold eyes fixed on the colossal creature resembling a mythical dragon at the edge of the dim void: “You should be the strongest among all invading demigod life forms.”“Unfortunately, at this moment, I can only be called... a Martial God!”

From a very young age, An XuMo thought that Zhou JinChen is good looking. He went through so many hardships to sign into the company that Zhou JinChen is working for. He thought that their relationship would be the same as usual: detachment. Never would he thought that he will embark on the other’s peach blossom path.

A cutie would shield the peach blossoms for his favorite person. In the end, he can’t believe that he had created an immortal’s story.

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How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…