Cultivation: Start From Upgrading My Computer - Chapter 92 - : Meeting Yue Wanling Again

“You’re not taking me to bed. Ever.”

ln the Higher Realm.{Ehhh! It’s started?} an entity exclaimed.{Yeah, but like, what the hell—she gave the golden finger to him? Of all people, someone useless and a scheming bastard?} another shot back, clearly not having it.{Someone Immediately Stop him he's corrupting the system!} An entity roared before they could even get ready for see how had had been chosen!___On Earth.[System Integration... 1%A wicked grin spread across his face. This was his chance—a chance to do something no one in those web novels and mangas and animes had ever done. To corrupt the system!minute later....[System integration... 85%...][System integration... 99%...][Integration complete!] It ran one last time...“Did I succeed?”And so the journey started.

Feng Jinyao never expected that she would be reborn ten years ago after a fire.

At that time, she was still the sweetheart of the whole family, her parents were happy, her brother and sister-in-law were in harmony.

And she has not yet become engaged to her fiancé, who has a human face and an animal heart.

But she knew that the calm in front of her was all an illusion. Storms were coming, the building was about to collapse, her parents who loved her would not die well, the bodies of her brothers who loved her were hard to find, and even her grandfather Bai’s family could not escape the bad luck.

Feng Jinyao vowed to protect the safety of Feng and Bai’s family in this life!

then……

My father, who was supposed to be dead, had a smooth official career in this life and was promoted to the position of Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, becoming a close minister of His Majesty.

The eldest brother who was supposed to die tragically in another place became a third-rank official at a young age in this life and won the praise of hundreds of officials.

The second brother who was supposed to die in depression unexpectedly became a prostitute and entered the cabinet…

Even the Seventeenth Emperor’s Uncle, who was supposed to have nothing to do with her, actually got close to her!

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In a world devastated by an unforgiving apocalypse, Qing Xia struggles against a life filled with despair. Surrounded by the suffocating remnants of society—polluted air, barren land, and the haunted expressions of humanity—he often envies those who have found peace in death, escaping the relentless suffering of existence. Yet, the memory of his family's sacrifice fuels his determination to endure, making him one of the last survivors in a landscape of desolation.But fate has other plans. During a routine mission, Qing Xia’s life abruptly ends, or so he believes. To his shock, he awakens reborn as an idol on the brink of obscurity, a mere shadow in a vibrant world. Eager for a second chance, he seeks solace in a newfound identity, yearning for a life filled with simple pleasures.However, tranquility slips through his fingers as he is thrust into an unexpected chaos—a variety show that pulls him into the heart of danger, where secret agents, ruthless hitmen, and shadowy figures lurk. With every step, the weight of his dreams collides with a reality he never wished to face. As he grapples with relentless uncertainty, Sian realizes that the struggle for peace may lead him deeper into turmoil. In this haunting journey, can he carve out a destiny in a world that seems determined to tear him apart? The winds of fate do not blow as one wishes, and with shadows closing in, every moment counts.----------------------------Black box:Someone: “Darling, help me deal with these people.”Sian: “Stay away from me. I have nothing to do with you or them.”Someone, with fake tears: “Darling, I’m hurt. Come kiss me here, and the pain will go away.”Sian, holding a military knife: “Does it hurt there? How about I just cut it off for you?”Someone, stripping Sian’s clothes: “Darling, you look so beautiful when you’re angry. I can’t take it anymore.”Sian: “Go to hell! Ah—ahh! Stop it—stop! That hurts! Quit biting me, you damn dog!”