Back to the Sixties: Farm, Get Wealthy & Raise the Cubs - Chapter 646: Dependence

Akira Kuromiya is just an average high schooler who gets killed by a robber. He wakes up and is now a chicken!? Even worse he becomes the familiar of a girl who's apparently the heiress of a powerful clan.

That was for a short while though, as he was abandoned and woke up to find out he, now she, is trapped in a deadly magical forest with all sorts creatures trying to kill her.

The world she finds herself is one of magic and monsters like the manga she's been reading. Akira, now Hinotori is trying to live her life as a chicken in another world!

“Mm!”A muffled moan, strained with the effort to suppress emotion, escaped.Cheng Yuan finally inserted his penis into the vagina of the beautiful woman he had dreamed of.Incredibly painful!It was even more painful than her first night as a bride!“It's, it's too big…”“Should I pull out?”Pan Cuilian quickly wrapped her arms around Cheng Yuan, kissing him passionately, tears flowing uncontrollably.“Don't be gentle with me! Go hard!”

In the vast and boundless sky called Chaos, there exist countless universes. Ye Xiao, a person who rose from one of these universes was reborn in the Land of Morning Stars.

With the blessings of Morning Stars, Ye Xiao again rose in power and solved the mystery of the Lotus of Chaos that was hiding an entire universe within, and was capable of doing countless miracles.

Born with nine special abilities, Ye Xiao walked down the path of King, the person known as the First King to rule over the entire Chaos, captured boundless stars, devoured countless Universes, and finally created his own Chaos, becoming the King of Chaos.

This is the story of Ye Xiao adventuring into Chaos to create Chaos and rule Chaos.

Everything Is Chaos!

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What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

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