Chaotic Lightning Cultivation - Chapter 270: Meeting the Beauty Again

As a creation-type devil fruit, the Superman Barrier Fruit is not too much to use it to open Susanoo, right? Katakuri’s glutinous fruit can have countless fists, can’t my barrier fruit do it?

The biscuit fruit of the cracker can have a biscuit army, but can’t I have a barrier fruit? Brother Ming’s thread fruit can have a shadow riding thread clone, but can’t my barrier fruit? What, even mr3’s wax fruit has so many wax figure clones, and candle robot armor?

No, I have to refer to it, and I have to play better! My barrier fruit should be greener than blue and better than blue! My creativity is beyond your imagination! !

- Description from novelbuddy

I am a female secretary of an overbearing president in a typical dog blood drama text.

The kind of person who doesn’t have a name at the end of the day, and could only be called “secretary”, one who wears a tight fitting black dress and a pair of 10cm high heels every day, running around in front of the president, humbly praying for the president’s attention, and hating the heroine.

In fact, I really don’t. If I like the president, I’ll be struck by lightning.

I’m getting more and more sick of the president lately. Except for the outstanding appearance that the author forced on him, this person is really useless from head to toe, low in EQ, and low in IQ.

A legendary business genius who is all-powerful, but he doesn’t even understand anything, chickens know more than him.

I had to reject all of his unreasonable demands every day, and on the way, teach him relevant knowledge of economic law and finance, and gradually…he became a master.

I’m so tired, I really want to quit my job.

- Description from Novelupdates

Just days before his final discharge, Sergeant Shin Young-joon, a military chef by profession, witnessed the doom of the world.An apocalypse, that came out of nowhere and ruined the world that he used to know.In the blink of an eye his battalion fell into shambles, all the communication lines, and radio frequencies were severed, and before him was a message stating:[Congratulations on your awakening!] [Occupation: Novice Chef Lv.1] If only he had a profession like a warrior or an assassin, he might have attempted to stand his ground alone.But what was given to him was clearly the supporting job of a chef.With the recent developments in progress, he didn’t have any choices, other than saying, “From now on, I’ll be the one to feed you all.”