Building a Conglomerate in Another World - Chapter 7: Observation and the Stink of the City

An F-Class Hunter.

[Villainess Strong FL. Rebirth, Mind-reading.]Su Yanyi, the president of Splendid Entertainment, is one of the most legendary queen-like figures in the entertainment industry. Every artist she picked out would become a powerful force within the entertainment circle.A conspiracy caused her to lose everything, and she discovered that the man she had always treated with cold indifference had actually loved her deeply. Sadly, it was only at the end of her life that she realized all she left behind was unrectifiable regret.“If there is a next life, I will surely make those who have wronged me pay a hundredfold, and I will do everything in my power to ensure your well-being!”Perhaps it was her strong obsession, but in the blink of an eye, she found herself back to three years ago, accompanied by a very magical super system space—the Perfect Wife System.Having been a queen for so long, was this a hint for her to switch tastes and become a virtuous wife?Qin Jiran, the new generation's movie emperor, is handsome and overbearing, standing high above others like an emperor, the one and only god in the hearts of countless fans.Yanyi is the woman he loved most and the only woman he ever loved in his life. Unfortunately, she did not love him. Three years of marriage between them were nothing but a transaction.“Yanyi, do we really have to get a divorce?”...This story features a space, abilities, and a golden finger. The female lead is strong and cold but occasionally gentle; the male lead has a poker face and is a loyal dog, not lacking in assertiveness. I hope you all like it.

In the wake of the apocalypse, betrayal doesn't just stab you in the back—it bites. Zorvax learned this the hard way. Abandoned by those he trusted, he didn't just become another number in the legion of the undead. No, his fate was far more peculiar.“I thought death was the end... I was wrong,” Zorvax mutters, his voice a gravelly echo of his former self. He's a zombie, but with a twist—he's got his human mind intact. Trapped in a decaying body with an insatiable hunger, Zorvax finds himself in a gruesome predicament that's just the beginning of his ordeal.Enter the 'Zombolution System,' a mysterious power he awakens that's as cryptic as it is potent. “They wanted a monster? I'll show them the true meaning of terror,”Zorvax boasts, with a smirk only a sentient zombie could muster. This dark gift is his ticket to ascend beyond a mere walking corpse, promising to unlock abilities that could crown him the emperor of the undead.As Zorvax hones his newfound skills, the line between man and monster blurs. Will his human intellect triumph, or will the beast within claim the throne? “This world has no place for the weak,” he arrogantly declares, ready to challenge fate itself.

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”“You must think I’m mad.”“But it doesn’t matter.”“It has already seen you.”——————Oil is Its blood.Thick smoke is Its breath.Ore and steel are Its food.The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.They claim they are mere mortals.Child, you’d best not argue.You must understand:Their technology is beyond comprehension.Their production capacity is unimaginable.A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.How will you stop them?With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.——————“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”