Immortality Cultivation: I Farm in the System Space - Chapter 897 - 402: Return to Nanshan Immortal City, Enter the Demon Clan Secret Realm_2

Jin Watanabe, a renowned genius programmer, died from overworking on the latest project that his clients had piled on him.Instead of the peaceful eternal rest he had hoped for, he opened his eyes in a fantasy world—only to realize he had been reincarnated into the frail body of a sickly boy who was already on the verge of death.“Young Master Jin is trash. Can't even cast a single spell.”“The Raith family's shame.”“He'll be dead within the year anyway. Who cares?”But then, to his surprise, strange words began floating above the teacup beside his bed...[Warning: Lethal Substance Detected][Analyzing...][Identified: Poison][Ultimate Editor system Activated...]Jin stared at the floating strings, then looked around and checked other objects.They called him trash. They tried to kill him. They thought this world belonged to them.They were wrong.Because Jin could see reality as code. And he was about to hack their world..........Join Discord for character arts and more:https://discord.gg/6YrfWD72YQ

Jiang Xi, the warden of a mental asylum, transmigrated one day and became a girl from a farming village who had three engagements annulled and hanged herself three times.

Jiang Xi: That’s ridiculous!Jiang Xi was a psychic who could make predictions come true just by talking.

If she claimed that someone’s house would collapse, it would collapse the next day, even if it was structurally sound. In her previous life, her predictions were a little too real for her family.

They were spooked by her abilities and left her at that asylum.

She was unconcerned and adapted to life there like a duck to water. Though she managed to get promoted to warden after much difficulty, she suddenly transmigrated, and everything was suddenly the way it was before.

She studied her leaking house and sighed to herself.

Whatever. She would live life one day at a time, then.

When her mother clumsily ruined the family’s crops, Jiang Xi assured her: They would be fine tomorrow.Her mother wiped her tears and woke up the following day to check on the crops…

only to find that the ruined sprouts were budding! During the dry season, Jiang Xi’s father stared dolefully at the crops that looked like they were going to wither and die.

Jiang Xi simply pursed her lips and said: There will be a downpour soon.Jiang Xi’s father doubted her words.

But three days later, a downpour came, and he looked just like a happy child.Everyone in the village began to call Jiang Xi a lucky star, and the village head was willing to yield his position to her so that she would lead the village to riches. Bachelors proposed to her and came to her house with generous gifts even though they used to scorn her, but a tanned, muscular man with rough facial features stood in their way before they could reach the Jiangs’ house.

Zhao Xiping pointed at Jiang Xi and declared loudly: My wife! Mine!

Mo Yi was pulled into a survival game. He needed to survive in each world until the time given by the game ended.Before meeting Mo Yi –Participant No. 1: fell into a trap and died.Participant No. 2: solved the mystery and died.Many players touched the taboos and died.After encountering Mo Yi-Silly participant n + 1: “Big God! Big God! Save my life!”Mo Yi: “…” He calmly solved the problem.After traveling through the horror game, Mo Yi encountered two problems. First, his presence was too strong and second, he had a strange teammate.

She thought a contract was just business.He called it a FUCKAHOLIC contract... pleasure without promises, desire without attachment.I was supposed to keep my distance, stay professional, and survive the mess he called “fun.” But Aec didn’t play by the rules. He was cold, dominant, and utterly irresistible, a storm I couldn’t escape.Then came the night that changed everything. The accident. The absence of his presence in my story. A month gone in darkness, only to wake up to a world that had moved on… and him married.Now, our lives are tangled in ways I never imagined. His company, my career, and my heart are all on the line. Some heartbreaks don’t end in goodbye. They return colder, richer, and wearing a wedding ring.Will I crumble under the weight of betrayal… or rise to claim my own story?