He Got Engaged to His First Love On the Day I Died - Chapter 132: You’re Quite the Little Genius

In her past life, Ashley Shaw was a hopeless romantic who married Warren Prescott in place of his first love, devotedly cooking and caring for him, only to end up with a tragic ending of death for both her and her unborn child.Reborn back to her high school days, she becomes disillusioned with Warren Prescott, and her life now centers on two principles.1. Focus on her studies.2. Stay away from Warren Prescott.However, the Warren Prescott who once treated her as if she were invisible now shamelessly pins her against the billiard table.She runs, he chases; it's a game she can't escape.Ashley Shaw gives up her medical studies at Aethelgard University, and he comes to her school every week to block her.“Ashley Shaw, you can't escape.”Ashley is indifferent: “Young Master Prescott, please have some self-respect, I'm not interested in you.”The man is emotionally broken and, gripping her slender waist, says in a hoarse voice: “Whether you're interested or not isn't up to you to say, it's up to your body to decide.”

“Mr. Chen, your order of one hundred buckets of fried chicken has arrived.”

“Mr. Chen, your order of one hundred roast ducks has arrived.”

“Mr. Chen, your order of ten thousand tons of pork has arrived.”

Known as the King of the Void, Chen Luo, relied on his unparalleled survival abilities to outlast all survivors, leaving no human left in the world except monsters.

Chen Luo, who found no meaning in living, buried himself in a pit. It wasn’t that he couldn’t survive, but that he didn’t want to.

After waking up, Chen Luo was surprised to find himself reborn one month before the apocalypse, with his unique space ability from his past life following him.

It goes without saying, he decided to stockpile ten billion supplies first. Why stockpile so much? Chen Luo said he wanted to try something different in this lifetime.

They stole her work. They stole her future. And they thought she’d just walk away.Aria Solona was a prodigy—an orphan who clawed her way out of poverty and rose to become a Cloud Architect, one of the unseen hands shaping the digital backbone of modern civilization.Until the day her boss stole everything.Humiliated, betrayed, and broken, she rage-quit her job… only to be swallowed by a glowing white door that tore her out of reality.Now, in a world of monsters, dungeons, and gods, she is no longer a Cloud Architect.[Job Assigned: Dungeon Architect][Skill Granted: Assistance System (EX)]Instead of code and servers, she can now create traps, safe zones, and fortresses out of thin air. Her knowledge of design and systems, the very skills that kept the digital world alive, are now her weapons in a realm where survival means building faster, smarter, and deadlier than anything hunting her.No swords. No spells. No plot armor. Just her mind, her system, and her will to never be used again.In a world where dungeons devour the unprepared, Aria won’t just survive—She’ll architect her own legend.Additional Tags: Female Protagonist, Transmigration, Isekai, System, Creation Class, Dungeon Building, Survival, Overpowered Growth, Sarcastic MC.

Dave couldn't help but chuckle at the mess he was stuck in. He was lying under the shade of a tree, one of his hands was missing, one of his legs was broken, and most of his torso was melted by acid. He is going to die, a very slow and ruthless death.In his last moments, he could not help but be reminiscent of the life before this stupid game. He was a cook, living in a small town. He lived a pretty typical life at that time. But all of that changed, when was kidnapped on the way to his home. He was kidnapped by the same gods whose existence was nothing more than a piece of fiction for him.He was thrown into another dimension and forced into a game called R3T or Race to the Top. The game itself was pretty simple, every player had to cross the 9 worlds comprising this dimension, and the first one to cross the 9th world would be given a very special reward. Any wish winner would be granted by the Gods.Furthermore, Gods would entice players in joining their familia, with the promise of power to survive in this dangerous world. But joining the familia only bounded players in shackles. Players were meant to be puppets of Gods, cheap soldiers that they use to fight amongst themselves…But he stayed true to his path, he didn't care about fights amongst gods nor did he care about winning. He just wanted his freedom, he wanted to get back to his normal life. As he laid under the tree, slowing dying, it seemed to him that it was too much to ask forDINGThe God Hater has given you his helping hand. Will you take it?Y/NSeeing the message he smiled. Now it seems that this isn't the end of his journey.