12 Miles Below - Chapter 7Book 8 - - Unsolvable Riddle

A weary historian dies and finds himself in a different world awakened in a life as the notorious young Duke of a southern state. His nation is weakened, his army underfed, and his neighbors revolve around his lands menacingly. No one believes his land is going to hold out until winter.But this newfound duke is no naive simpleton his enemies recollect. He carries with him the experience of centuries of war and empire, of starting and ending monarchies. From Caesar to Napoleon, from the Mongols to world wars, he has learned from each of them—and his strategy is to make history his very own arms.He organizes his smashed levies into well-trained formations, rebuilds his castles, and turns his villages into supply centers. Where others see defeat, he senses opportunity. As he triumphs, rumors spread: of a pennant red as winter snow that shall not go to ground, of a bloody duke who writes his name in gore and flame.Is he a savior who's constructing a new empire, or a tyrant who's going to bring the world to endless war?

Tanya Sinclair was devotedly in love with Vincent Hawthorne for fifteen years, only to be in vegetative state on the day of giving birth.Meanwhile, Vincent Hawthorne whispered softly in her ear: “Tanya, never wake up again, you have no value to me anymore.”She thought her caring and loving husband had nothing but endless aversion and exploitation for her.And the pair of children Tanya Sinclair fought to give birth to sweetly call his beloved 'mother' at her bedside.Tanya Sinclair's heart was utterly broken. The first thing she did upon waking up was resolutely demand a divorce!However, after the divorce, Vincent Hawthorne realized too late that his life was already filled with the shadow of Tanya Sinclair, and this woman had become his habit.When they met again, Tanya Sinclair appeared at a meeting as a leading pharmaceutical expert, her brilliance drawing all eyes to her.This woman, who once was so utterly devoted to him, now wouldn't even spare him a glance!Vincent Hawthorne thought she was just still angry, convinced that as long as he spoke, Tanya Sinclair would certainly come back, after all, her love for him was ingrained.But later, at the engagement banquet of the new Family Head of The Pierce Clan, he saw Tanya Sinclair in a luxurious wedding dress, joyfully throwing herself into Declan Pierce's arms, her eyes overflowing with love.Vincent Hawthorne was driven mad by jealousy, his eyes red as he crushed his glass, blood spilling everywhere…

“Xavier Lancaster, the richest and most influential man on Earth, lives by one simple motto: 'Money First'. A brilliant strategist, ruthless businessman, and master negotiator, he built an unshakable financial empire. But when a mysterious incident transports him to a medieval world on the brink of collapse, he finds himself… the ruler of a weak and crumbling kingdom.Faced with corrupt nobles, hostile neighbors, and a shattered economy, Xavier decides to use the one thing he knows best: the law of the market. Armed with his cunning, modern strategies, and cutthroat business sense, he turns every problem into an opportunity and every enemy into an investment.His goal? To become the richest and most powerful emperor this world has ever seen. But in a land where strength rules and magic exists, will money really be enough to buy everything?Get ready to witness the rise of a man who’s ready to put a price on the throne itself.”

In the 41st Millennium, the planet I reside on, Cadia, was rated as the most habitable world for humanity. The birth rate once reached a staggering 35%. And I made an indelible contribution to this.Even the renowned expert in mass mobilization, Guilliman, once brought a team of specialists here to ask for my secrets.'Plants that have been extinct for ages, found only during the M2 era of Ancient Terra—how is this possible?' The entourage stared dumbfounded at the wilderness filled with carrots and potatoes.'By the Omnissiah! A lump of iron with no wires or power source can move freely and even possesses a Machine Spirit.' The Adeptus Mechanicus stood before the legion of Iron Golems, their hands trembling uncontrollably.'This thing is countless times more useful than an STC template.' The Tech-Priest stroked the Crafting Table, his bionic eyes fixed on the crafting recipe.'A device similar to the Webway?'...--This is translation but don't worry for I AM HERE, I will be the poison tester and remove all the poison I can to make the this Good story, Very Very Good.