After Having a Dream, I Became Pregnant with a Billionaire's Child - Chapter 282 - 275

Countless planets, endless cultivation.

The struggle for the Dao has persisted for thousands of years.

Miao Xiaojing, a junior disciple of the Evolutionary Immortality Sect, suffered the destruction of his sect, and was thrown into the vast river of fate.

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When I came to, I had reincarnated along with the base fortress from my sci-fi game. What’s more, I was in the form of the female avatar I used in the game. All around me was an endless ocean, with no iron, no fuel, no energy, nothing at all! No matter how advanced sci-fi technology is, without resources, nothing can be made. Despite this, the natives use some sort of incomprehensible technology called magic, and there’s not a trace of science to be found. Most importantly, I want to eat proper meals for nourishment, not just survive on IV drips! This is the story of a TS girl surviving in a fantasy world together with a super-advanced but spoiled AI administrator.

"There was a time in my life where I struggled to breathe. A time where I felt suffocated everyday, but then I met you."

-Turning the gears of fate.

A drop of ink can penetrate the walls, even the walls you took too long to build.

After losing her first love due to a traffic accident, Ibuki Sumire transfers to Tokyo. She wanted to escape, to run away from everything that happened. To start over in a place that didn't have him. But a series of clues lead her to investigating the case behind the accident.

In that place she learns about the masks people wear. The masks people wear to disgui se their feelings. Sometimes you have to look past what you see on the surface.

There she meets him, the person who helps her move forward. But Sumire quickly learns how alike they are. His cold personality is different than the kindness she is used to. However, he is the only one who understands her feelings.

It keeps going around in circles, like a drop of paint. Round and round - an endless stream of pain and lies. But, that stream ended the moment she laid her eyes on his paintings.

Such rich and vibrant colors, it felt like his emotions exploded. Yet, in the corner of his studio, she found it. The real him, a sakura painting of two people walking hand in hand.

A gentle and sweet feeling, something she has never felt before.

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The iron widow, the spider widow, male hunter, the witch of Neuwanstein castle, the embarrassment of noble ladies…….