Li Chuan's Past - Chapter 23

At nineteen, Dexter was already one of the world’s most celebrated authors. His books topped charts. Critics praised his genius. Fans devoured every word. But behind the acclaim was a lonely boy—raised without parents, love, or real friends—just stories.He published his first novel at fourteen. By seventeen, he was a literary star. But the higher he rose, the hollower it felt.Then came the writer’s block. The headaches. The blackout. And the transmigration.Dexter awoke in the body of Daylan, a disgraced young man in a crumbling, medieval world laced with steampunk tech, divine law, and political unrest. Daylan had already failed two of the three sacred Trials—rites that determine one’s magical potential. He was drowning in debt, entangled in plots to overthrow a corrupt Divine Church, and branded a lost cause.With no way back, Dexter took the final Trial—the most brutal of them all—and began a path that would earn him the whispered title: Soldier, Poet, King.But as his powers grew, one question haunted him: Did he truly die? And if so, who—or what—chose to bring him back?

Ye Jin once traveled to the interstellar era, and became an orphan on a barren star. The weatherproof house is almost out of whack. Ye Jin had no choice but to go back to his old business and become a food anchor, hoping to solve his urgent needs.

Ye Jin on the first day of the live broadcast: Today, I will live broadcast to make Chinese delicacies, fish porridge and braised fish cubes. The method is very simple and the braised fish with rice is a must.

Netizen 1: Anchor, you can’t do this, I have no appetite when I look at it. Isn’t this a scam?

Netizen 2: Chinese food? I’ve never heard of it before, who still eats this kind of nutritious and unpalatable food now!

Netizen 3: This meaty smell is so bad and not delicious. Besides, now everyone drinks nutritional supplements, and no one will eat this kind of thing.

After Ye Jin really made the dish, netizens were so fragrant that they scrambled to buy it, and even spent a lot of money in the live broadcast room just to get a taste of the delicious food.

Since then, the craze for food making has swept the entire interstellar space, and Ye Jin’s food live broadcast room has become the spiritual heaven of the people of the empire.

Then one day, many netizens discovered that there were more people in Ye Jin’s family.

All netizens: No way! Whoever dog man took away the anchor is unforgivable!

Fu Chen, a dog man who is an admiral of the empire: …

Netizens who know the truth: QAQ Is there any help for those who scold the admiral?

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Ten years ago, John and his parents were transported into a game world.This young man, full of ambition to conquer the world, unfortunately awakened the weakest class—Furniture Maker.But what troubled John most wasn’t his class.Like most transmigrators, he had a system.The only problem was—This system kept granting him strange and absurd skills.[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a concept-level skill: Absolute Diarrhea Technique. Your basic attacks will cause opponents to suffer explosive diarrhea until complete exhaustion. Any creature without an anus is unworthy of being your enemy!][Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a concept-level skill: Mummification Wrapping Technique. Bandages crafted by you can heal all things!][Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a concept-level skill: You may steal and copy the abilities of anyone named John!][Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a bonus concept-level skill: You may forcibly rename anyone to John!]…Years later, in the Divine Realm, a lone figure stood tall above the heavens.As the sacred hymns echoed, he raised a finger—And all the gods clenched their anuses in fear.

Apocalypse befell, and roommates performed a skyward ritual.As the fog descended, the Book of Blood Spirit appeared in the hands of all survivors, and only those with a Contract monster could survive.Su Han directed his gaze to the neighbor who had already mutated and twisted, silently pulling out a gleaming fruit knife...Grotesque meat corpses, giant spiders with gaping mouths, eyeballs enveloping the city, one-eyed sharp-toothed hand monsters...Civilization fell, cities shattered, and all humans became meat for the monsters. There was only one way to survive:Use monsters to fight monsters.