Live Strong in the Wilderness - Chapter 368: The New Eighteen Forms of Body Strengthening

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Gu Qingci travels to a world where rivers and lakes and courts are juxtaposed. With a chivalrous system in his body, he has read all kinds of knights in the rivers and lakes, and quietly entered this strange rivers and lakes. He also lives above the temple. Strong song.

I have the Nine Swords of Dugu, which breaks through all the martial arts in the world,

I once had a little Li flying knife, cut through the sound,

With a sword coming to the west, I will fly from the sky beyond the white clouds!

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Noah was a social outcast, bullied and shunned by his peers. He suffered humiliation after humiliation, building up a resentment for the world that he couldn’t act on, as he was as weak as they come.That is, until he discovers a dusty grimoire in his attic. Just by opening it, a mystical power flooded his very being, fundamentally altering his body and granting him a gift unlike any other.[Creator’s Grimoire System: Activated][Starting Level: 100]Equipped with the strongest system, unrivaled and seemingly boundless in its abilities, Noah decides to take back the life he missed out on, and much more.Weaving time, rewriting the memories of those around him, and even summoning fictional heroes, there seems to be no limit to the newfound power he has gained from his system.As the world’s first supervillain, he sets his sights on world domination, but who will try and stop the godlike youth in his path?

Ben was having the worst day of his life—then he died. But instead of moving on to whatever comes next, he woke up in the Wizarding World as Benedict Brown, the alternate male version of Lavender Brown. Which is... concerning, because Lavender Brown did not have a great time during the Second Wizarding War.On the bright side, he’s apparently the Dovahkiin. And he has a Skyrim shop system. So, you know, pros and cons.Can he survive Hogwarts, Death Eaters, and whatever else this world throws at him? Or will he end up as werewolf chow just like Lavender? One thing’s for sure—he’s going to loot everything that isn’t nailed down.

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable.Her therapist called her alexithymic.Unable to understand or describe her own emotions.The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access.“You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—”“I’m not here about the meeting.”…“Ugh.”Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal.Then Elara woke up.Not in her office. Not in a hospital.In a different world. In a different body.She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies.How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead?……“Your Highness, please… ugh…”The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain.“Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips.“Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.”On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists.“Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.”Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared.Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze.