Contract Marriage - Chapter 8

In a cultivation world where Heavenly Dao Laws are data-ized, one can only cultivate upon awakening the body of data laws.Su Yu has attribute panel and system notifications; he could also kill monsters to gain cultivation points and Dao progress. Reviving after death is not something impossible, too.Everything in this world resembles equipment in games, yet Su knows well that if you really treat your cultivation as a role-play game, you will die a hard death.

Raine, who has arrived in a world of fantasy, unexpectedly discovers that his Golden Finger is not a proficiency panel but a Golden Finger that allows him to kill monsters and collect monster bloodlines.【Name: Raine】【Classes: Farmer】【Blessed Bloodline: Ordinary goblin bloodline】【Bloodline Talent: High-speed Reproduction Lv2...Dexterity Lv1...】【Power: 5】【Agility: 5 (+1)】【Constitution: 5】【Intelligence: 7】【Perception: 5】【Charm: 5】So, when he looks at those powerful or mutated monsters, many times he does not have the usual fear or dread of adventurers, but rather full of anticipation and hope...

In the post-apocalyptic world, Luo Qiao, endowed with a Special Ability, transmigrated into a pitiable girl nobody wanted.By a stroke of luck, she gained a space, truly a cause for celebration.Yet she discovered not only had she crossed over, but she'd also ended up in a book, with the original character's fate being tragically doomed!Haha, with a Special Ability and space at her disposal, Luo Qiao said she needed no one.However, that villager rumored to be an eccentric disabled leader seemed to want to help her at every turn.Luo Qiao's eyes twinkled, hehe, latching onto a powerful thigh for support didn't sound like a bad idea.Watch how the delicate wife is nurtured, see how Luo Qiao enjoys her Xiao Yao life……….

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—“Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you.”Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, “the Just”, the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.