God's Apostle: Rebirth of a Lazy Genius - Chapter 10 The Storybook

【System flow】【Refreshing article】【Torture three and torture Gang】【Intercept Xiao Yan】Travel through Douluo Continent, awaken the god-level entry system, and see how Luo Zixi ravages Douluo, plays Doupo, tyrannizes Tang Fozu, crushes Yu Xiaogang, intercepts Xiao Yan, and becomes the Great Lord!Golden entry: 【Succubus physique: Your appearance has reached the pinnacle, but please be careful of those women】Colored entry: 【Traveler of all worlds: Give the host a chance to randomly travel to another plane (can travel back and forth infinitely, cooling time is three months)】Golden entry: 【Super Lucky: As the name suggests, it is lucky! 】...........Martial Soul Supplementary Entry: 【Guaranteed Upgrade: Unconditionally upgrade one level every three months】...........Red Entry: 【Wood Spirit Body (Ode to Life!)】............Xiao Wu: The feeling of sacrifice is painful and wonderful.Zhu Zhuqing: Thank you for freeing me from the cage of the royal family.Ye Lingling: Bad guy, you actually bought me!Qian Renxue: So you already knew my identity?Xun'er: Since I picked you up, you are mine.Xiao Yixian: You are my driftwood.Yun Yun: So you did it on purpose?Medusa: You lowly human dared to let me get pregnant with your child!Xiao Yan: I don't envy Luo Zixi's talent, I only envy his handsome face!Tang San: Traitor! Evil thief! Lewd thief! Give me Xiao Wu back!Luo Zixi: How lonely it is to be invincible, please kill me!(Funny, happy, funny, not suppressing, pure and refreshing)

As the other person’s stand-in, he humbly falls in love with the president.

Xue Yingshuang was a stand-in, and humbly fell in love with Xing Yun…’s salary pay.

As the other person’s stand-in, Xue Yingshuang wishes he could never be separated from the president for the rest of his life.

He is a stand-in, and he must get off work at one o’clock.

The president’s white moonlight came back, other stand-ins were sad, and depressed. They couldn’t handle the jealousy and finally left with a dead heart.

Xing Yun’s white moonlight came back, and Xue Yingshuang had no waves. He enthusiastically served white moonlight and shone brightly at work.

Xing Yun: Little stand-in, is this your little trick to seduce me?

Xue Yingshuang: Misunderstood.

Xing Yun: Do you want to suffer in silence and finally leave secretly, driving me crazy?

Xue Yingshuang: You think too much, how can I leave? I still have half a year of social security before I can receive unemployment insurance.

Xing Yun: ?

Xue Yingshuang: I also haven’t received the year-end bonus you sent me yet.

Xing Yun: ??

Xue Yingshuang: I didn’t get my paid annual leave either.

Xing Yun: ???

Xue Yingshuang: Wait until I get the money and put it towards a vacation.

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You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

In times of war…What is a Battle Mecha engineer expected to do? Are they expected to do research and realize their imagination?How about a Battle Mecha pilot? Are they expected to enter battle with their mechas as they display their exquisite control through bizarre and bewildering techniques?What about a member of the special scouts? Are they expected to infiltrate deep into the enemy lines as they use stellar unarmed fighting skills to suppress the enemy with a single move? Or are they expected to make use of disguises and stealth techniques to take out the enemy?And what about a military officer? Are they expected to analyze the outcome of a battle? Or are they expected to create brilliant strategies to triumph over the enemy through a miraculous move?For someone who excels in human psychology, deceit, assassination, and disguise, what happens when that person is merged with all those professions?This is the story of a cowardly, wretched, and despicable fatty.