Tribe: I Become Invincible With My 10,000x Bonus From The Start - Chapter 214 - Are the Two of You Acting?

After being bound to a self-help system, Xia Changhan lived in deep water every day.

System: You have to counterattack and fight beautifully!

Xia Changhan: No, I can’t do it.

System: You can hook up with the scum’s backer, such as his mother/his sister/his fiancee/his boss/his second uncle‘s sister!

Xia Changhan: No, I can’t do it.

System: Perform well or your wage will be deducted.

Xia Changhan: I will work hard!

Xia Changhan was repeatedly commended by the leader of the Space-Time Bureau.

When imparting experience to new colleagues at the year-end meeting, she burst into tears: “I only have three words for everyone- do it yourself!”

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“It’s fine, everything can be restarted.”

Gu Huanyue opened her eyes slowly and a smile shown on her face.

In her previous life, she was betrayed by her relatives and missed the right one eventually.

Now that the god gave her another chance, she must regain all her lost and let those people who hurt her pay the price.

This time, her business was developed and expanded so quickly with the help of her super EQ & IQ.

She became the most shining and rich one. All kinds of handsome men were attracted by her beauty and became her loyal followers.

However, she won’t never forget that man. A guy who truly love her so much.

He: “Huanyue, would you like to marry me?”

She: “Why did he not follow my plan? But yes, I do.”

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Five hundred years later, a superhuman talent cultivated by the state perished during a mission, and his soul transmigrated, taking possession of the body of a young master from a prominent family who suffered from an anxiety disorder. From that moment on, his extraordinary life began, spanning across various fields such as business and medicine. Wherever he set foot, others could only look up to him.

Jin Rou wanted to be a cultivator who defied the heavens, and surpassed all limits.

Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I’m stuck here. Arrogant young masters? Heavenly tribulations? Cultivating for days on end, then getting into life or death battles?

Yeah, no thanks. I’m getting out of here.

In which a transmigrator decides that the only winning move is not to play.