Global Symbiotes: My Symbiote Is A Slime - Chapter 639 - 639 The Abyssal Demon King Was Killed

Cheng Ling, the descendant of modern martial arts, traveled to the ancient times of war, and took his family to escape from the famine, farming, practicing medicine, and doing business…

Working hard for tomorrow, only to get a place to live in this strange era after the world is stable, to stand up with dignity, instead of kneeling and begging for life.

But who knew that disguising as a man was so successful that the new dynasty left her good name everywhere.

Young Master Hou’s Mansion: Young Master Cheng is very talented, and what he said casually was the rule of the world. I must recommend him to the prince.

Guozijian sacrifice wine: Cheng Xiaoyou has a splendid beauty in his chest, and the day when the imperial examination resumes, it must be the time when he will become famous. If he can’t win the top spot, the old man will slam into a pillar to tell the sky.

Miss Xiangfu: Cheng Shenyi is a prodigy, but he has a noble character and is not interested in fame and fortune. I respect him and love him, even if I have no relationship with him, I should ask the prince’s cousin to give him a birth.

Ten Miles of Spring Breeze Hua Kui Lady: Except for the three feet of snow on your body, who in the world is matched with white clothes? In that court, were they okay with you?

With a sigh, only remote mail.

…

And the prince, who was always mentioned in passing, intentionally or unintentionally, had already quietly raised his chin.

Prince: My brother, my confidant, what do you say?

Cheng Ling:  …

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“I don’t care about how people in this world live, whether they have enough to eat, whether they can wear warm clothes, whether they have dreams and hope. I don’t care about their likes and dislikes.”

“It’s just that if you want to go to the sky, you need a complete advanced industrial system, a set of related research institutes, the most advanced materials science laboratory, and a big government that can coordinate all departments. It needs countless people who don’t have to worry about food and clothing. Dedicating wealth for this requires millions of high-level intellectuals to contribute their minds, and tens of thousands of different supporting manufacturers supply the best parts.”

“In short, it takes a world of abundance, and a great civilization to accomplish it.”

— Ian

A world reborn from its ashes.

An era that is coming to an end.

A group of prisoners fighting for power and power in the land.

A young man staring at the sky.

Prisoners peered out of the window of fate, mostly gazing at the dirt.

Only one is looking up at the stars.

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Lin Jie, a transmigrator, is the owner of a bookstore in another world.

“Guokuo, Guoguo, ci… ciguo cake, fragrant…”

“Brother, after Qiu’er finishes eating this delicious, golden pancake fruit, can you tell Qiu’er another story?”

“Brother, Xia’er has signed up for the singing competition, will you teach Xia’er a song?”

“Brother, can you dance folk dances? Chun’er wants to learn…”

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, and the butterfly waved its wings gently, changing the wheel of life in suffering, and also changing the sky of Shengyu.

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