A Husband For Killer Mom - Chapter 84

A new law has been passed as part of the nation's measures to address the low birthrate.Rude women become livestock.Rebellious women become livestock.Women who commit crimes become livestock.In a world where common sense has been distorted, this is the story of women whose human rights have been erased.

Wu Ping transmigrated into the world of immortal cultivation and became a disciple of the outer disciple of the Blood Rain Sect. With his qualifications, he was confident that he could lead a peaceful life.But, who would have thought Wu Ping’s sea of consciousness was connected to a zombie world?What was more outrageous was that the zombies actually had living souls.The zombie’s corpse can be used to refine and improve his cultivation.Its blood can be used to refine the blood flame technique, and its soul can be used to enhance the soul-refining technique.Its crystal cores can also strengthen the human body and awaken psychic abilities.Soon, the zombie world became Wu Ping’s backyard for cultivation techniques.[Eternal Demon Green Art: It uses half-souls to condense tree species. It must be provided with blood and corpses as nutrients. The more nutrients it absorbs, the more powerful the Eternal Demon green tree will be, and the stronger the spiritual Qi it will generate] Wu Ping directly planted the magic green tree in the zombie world, with corpses as nutrients.In no time, all kinds of terrifying demon cultivation techniques shone under Wu Ping’s hand one by one.The entire immortal cultivation world trembled for him, calling him the ‘Immortal Devil’.But Wu Ping didn’t kill anyone. All he killed were zombies.A group of righteous cultivators: “You, Immortal Devil, don’t come over ah!”

I was reincarnated as the heiress of a conglomerate in the novel. However there was a problem, this world was about to be destroyed by a virus monster. All I have left is money, I quickly bought in the countryside and built a shelter to avoid monsters…The world went down much faster than I expected, f*ck! And somehow, even the male leads are trapped with me in my house. But it doesn’t seem like these two wanted to leave. Why is it as if you guys have no intention of going to the female lead? “What the hell are you?” “I think she knew about the fact that the world would be destroyed.” They had a lot of questions for me but I couldn’t answer them. It’s not like you’re going to believe me anyway, right? Now, in my eyes, they just look like good manpower resources. “Now let’s get to work, pay as much as you eat!” If we manage to find a cure for the virus, the cause of the world’s collapse, our hellish times will be over. So, let’s roll the male leads until then and hold out! But there’s one problem. This old mansion I bought turned out to be quite suspicious. What the hell is going on in my house?

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”