FFF-Class Trashero - Chapter 10: Everybody All Together, Cheers!

In the distant future, the world was in ice

Humans live in cryo facilities underground, awaiting for the distant Spring,

Robots manage the facilities

They built a ‘village’ there and lived there.

They dreamed that, one day, they would live together with the ‘Humans’ (Master).

This, is the story of the Ice Country.

Su Jie, capable of traveling between Blue Star and the Cultivation World, discovered that cultivation was just too difficult.Spirit Pills, Magic Artifacts, Pocket Worlds, and inherent comprehension—each was a mountain on the long road to immortality.Not until Su Jie found out that Demon Cultivators refined corpses by killing, extracted souls to cultivate fiends, and used fear as sustenance for their cultivation.Need souls to consecrate a Soul Summoning Banner? Get to know the pig farms that slaughter millions of pigs a year.Need human fear to cultivate fierce ghosts? Stock up on ghost houses, horror films, and horror games…Need fresh blood for Demon Techniques? Across the ocean, America is the world’s largest grey market blood transfusion station………Years later.“You devil, how many people have you killed? And you still have the face to call yourself a good person? Pah, today I shall act on behalf of heaven to mete out justice.”The Tianyuan World’s most beautiful person’s eyebrows were furrowed with rage, as she stared at the terrifying Devil before her, enveloped in wronged souls, with thousands of ghosts parading on his Soul Banner, seated in a palace made of bones, she posed her soulful question.The Devil slowly stood up and pulled out a business card that read “Hua Country’s Philanthropist of the Year / Founder of the World’s Largest Chain of Ghost Houses / Owner of Blue Star’s Largest Livestock Slaughter Business / Emerging Tycoon of the Entertainment Industry.”“You see, I’m really not a devil, okay? Nowadays, who still uses such a lowly method as killing people to cultivate as a devil!”

After the failure of crossing the tribulation, Ye Leng’an returned to the first life again.

In that life, she was the fake daughter of the Ye family who shouted and beat her. Against the background of the real daughter, she was like mud under the ground, while the other party was the bright moon in the sky. In the end, she died tragically under the pressure and frame of the real daughter’s admirers, and her fate was bleak.

After her death, her soul traveled to the world of comprehension. With hard work, she finally reached the stage of crossing the catastrophe, only one step away from ascending to immortality. But when crossing the catastrophe, he failed because of the inner demons of the first life.

In this life, she came back with thousands of splendors, and she was no longer the wimpy and fake daughter she once was.

Hehe, after living a new life, she wants to bloom her own brilliance, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

The real daughter is a medical genius with the potential to become a genius doctor?

Excuse me, the originator of life and death is here, holding a panacea in his hand, attracting countless bosses to compete!

The real daughter is a computer wizard, but she can freely shuttle through the Internet?

I’m sorry, but the network she developed has come and gone. In her network, she is a god, killing with one thought.

The rebirth of a great power in the comprehension world has set off countless storms in the city.

Just when countless bigwigs were falling for her, a mysterious man with huge power both in the open and in the dark embraced her directly and swore sovereignty: “This is mine, wife.”

At this time, Ye Leng’an could only helplessly roll his eyes to the sky: He really is a jealous guy!

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The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”