Fury Towards The Burning Heaven - Chapter 207 - Dao Pattern Attack

Yuan Fangguo, who was reborn and returned to his college days, had nothing.

Fortunately, he stood on the cusp of reform and opening up. Facing the waves of the South China Sea, Yuan Fangguo and his brothers and sisters opened their arms and greeted the wind and waves.

Challenge… He secretly vowed to set a goal. My small goal in life is not to make 100 million, but to let the people I want to help earn 100 million easily.

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The horror game has descended upon the world!Those chosen must risk their lives to control spirits and become spirit tamers to have a chance at survival!However, Lin Yu has awakened the “Divine System,” granting him access to the underworld currency that can be used in the ghost realm!His amount of underworld currency is in the hundreds of millions or even trillions… almost infinite!Therefore, while other players cautiously approach the spirits, trying to please them,Lin Yu’s situation is completely different,Relying solely on the underworld currency in his hands!A seductive ghost secretary is helping him manage affairs in the ghost realm,A cute and beautiful ghost director is pestering him for a business deal,And a fierce and powerful ghost chef is constantly cooking for him in various ways…As he looks at one powerful spirit after another submitting to him,And glances at the other players struggling to survive in the dungeons!Lin Yu sighs!“This horror game…”

Five years ago, after a car accident, Ye Fan fell from a demonic prodigy to an “idiot”!Five years later, on the same day, his seven older brothers and three uncles all perished on the battlefield, a family of ten loyal martyrs!At the funeral, Ye Fan's fiancée called off their engagement. The stunning sister-in-law declared on the spot, “If you didn't want to marry him, I will! I am willing to carry on the Ye Family line...”Ye Fan felt uneasy, “Sister-in-law, please don't. I'm really not an idiot anymore!”

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.