Dimensional Hotel - Chapter 162: The Meal Foxy Cooked

In the previous life, Jiang Peihuan was tricked by a scumbag and died tragically, which even caused her entire family to be wiped out.

When she was eighteen years old again, she was still the arrogant girl who refused to give in to her husband.

Her fiancé thought she had fallen into the water and lost her virginity, so he came to break the engagement and marry her cousin?

Everyone laughed at her, but she was happy to see the result: one hundred thousand taels of gold, I agreed to it.

After retiring from the engagement, it was rumored in the capital that she was abandoned when she was about to get married.

Unexpectedly, that unparalleled His Royal Highness Cheng Wang stood up: marrying her, why not?

Many well-known ladies’ spring boudoir dreams were shattered, but Jiang Peihuan was very moved and refused.

He is the emperor’s uncle of a scumbag, the youngest son of the late emperor, he looks suave and noble, but in fact he is ruthless.

She vowed to avenge her past life, protect her family and relatives, and did not want to have anything to do with the royal family.

But finally one day, she still accidentally became the envied Princess Cheng.

Jiang Peihuan recalled it, and became angry at the man lying beside him: Xiao Nanye, are you plotting against me?

His Royal Highness Cheng Wang, who was decisive in killing, couldn’t help laughing when he saw his concubine blowing her hair.

He whispered deceitfully, with a lingering voice: Forgive me, forgive me, I only want you alone in my life.

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In a world where elements lay barren and powerful wizards had abandoned their homeland a millennium ago to explore the multiverse, Sunan found himself reincarnated as a noble scion stripped of his title. This world, once brimming with magic and wonder, had fallen into a desolate state, and wizards had become mere legends.Sunan was acutely aware that after a thousand years, the elements would awaken once more, heralding the return of the wizards and ushering in a new era of prosperity. He understood that his path was clear: he must train diligently to become a wizard himself and survive until this glorious age arrived.“Resources are scarce?” he mused, determination flickering in his eyes. “Then I’ll just have to synthesize them myself.”With that thought, he activated the Synthesis Cube, a device that granted him the ability to combine materials into something new. This Cube was not just a tool; it was a symbol of his potential in this world, reflecting his status as a player in a game he once played.As he set to work, the Cube glowed with possibilities, presenting him with a myriad of options. He had a few basic materials at his disposal, remnants of his previous life and the knowledge he had accumulated from his past experiences in the game.Sunan began experimenting, combining herbs and minerals he had gathered. Each successful synthesis filled him with a sense of accomplishment, inching him closer to his goal of becoming a wizard.Days turned into weeks, and Sunan’s skills improved rapidly. He crafted potions, improved his understanding of magical theories, and honed his mental abilities through intense meditation practices. The Star Ring Meditation, one of the first techniques he mastered, allowed him to tap into the latent mental energy within himself, enhancing his cognitive functions and magical sensitivity.As he progressed, whispers of his endeavors began to circulate among the remaining noble families and the common folk. Some viewed him with suspicion, while others saw potential in the young man who dared to challenge the status quo.Sunan knew he needed allies. He began seeking out individuals who shared his vision—a return to the age of wizards. He discreetly approached the remnants of the nobility, the few who still held some influence, and began to forge connections.His reputation grew cautiously, and with it, the opportunities to gather resources and knowledge. He learned of hidden libraries, ancient texts, and artifacts that could aid in his quest.One fateful day, while exploring a forgotten ruin, he uncovered an ancient tome detailing the rituals of the wizards who had once thrived on this land. The pages contained knowledge that could accelerate his growth, including spells long lost to time.“This is it,” Sunan thought as he carefully transcribed the contents into his own notes. “With this, I can not only learn the spells but also improve my synthesis techniques.”As he delved deeper into the arcane arts, he realized that the key to his ascension lay not just in personal power but in understanding the intricate web of alliances and rivalries that defined noble society. He had to navigate these treacherous waters carefully.In the back of his mind, Sunan always remembered the impending return of the wizards. The time was coming when he would have to reveal his true potential and lead the charge into the new era.With each passing day, he grew stronger, more confident, and increasingly aware of the responsibilities that awaited him.The world was changing, and Sunan was determined to be at the forefront of that change—a wizard in a world that had forgotten what it meant to wield true power.

As a virtuous wife, does it include tolerating his cousin, enduring his concubines, bearing his mother?

In the age of Mecha for everyone, people could travel to the Endless Abyss to gather materials, enhance and forge their own Mechas, and thus wield the power to destroy heavens and earth.Jiang Chen had transmigrated and awakened the talent [Undying Barehand]. Once his Mecha shattered, he could permanently absorb its power and attain a multiple enhancement.…At the bottom of the abyss, the ancient demon god exerted great effort and finally broke the titan Mecha, but from the shards extended a hand that held down its head.“Congratulations, you’ve unlocked my restraints.”