Forced to Date a Big Shot - Chapter 822 - The Galaxy Tonight Is Beautiful (1)

Everyone transmigrated to the High Continent and became a Lord to participate in the conquest between Lords from all the other races.
A few lucky Lords would receive Lord Talents.
“Hah! My talent is the Knight’s Hall, a Diamond-Tier Lord Talent! My subjects can job change into a unique warrior class, the Combat Spirit Knight!”
“My Lord Talent is the King of Abyss. I can summon demons to become my subjects!”
“I have a lot of subjects who are scientists! I can create advanced technologies!”
“My Talent allows me to cultivate! I’ll become a celestial!”
Zhou Zhou received a Legendary-Tier Lord Talent — 100% drop rate!
Not only could he see the things he would receive from an enemy, but his enemies would drop all of their loot when they were defeated.
“Watch as I make you drop your Talents!”

In order to take away her father’s shares, her husband colluded with her bestfriend to set her up. A divorce was thrown at her face and she was forced out of the house.

Got roomed with another straight man in a love hotel and had to share a bed. Meeting by the road side on a certain day, the boy in his arms was smiling wildly.

Hey, let me explain myself, don’t go ahead of yourself. I was just being a samaritan. I had to help, even if I lied about being a straight man like you.

Are you running away after getting me excited? Let’s see what kind of ending you want today.

Since you all asked for a wife chasing crack, then let’s perseverate to the end. I’m not crazy, you are the one who is crazy. This is probably a crack but still gentle gong and a shou fighting against the crack story. Lighthearted! Comedy! No brain cells will be lost!

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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’!?”