Moonbound: The Rogue's Second Chance - Chapter 219: SHE DID NOT NEED TO RUN

“Is this a game, or did aliens make me time-travel?”

“It’s terrifying, people who die in the game actually die in the real world!”

“Damn, the whole city is mine, and there are still things that can be brought from the game to the real world, it’s just…”

Song Jian aimlessly wandered through the empty city, accompanied only by mutated zombies and monsters. His only goal now was to survive in such a zombie-infested Doomsday City.

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In the cyberpunk era, corporate alliances dominated the world, and both the humans and witches were ens*aved by advanced technology, becoming nothing more than fuel for society. Unwilling to become a company dog, Xu Yang decided to run away, while saving the cute and powerful witches from the giant enterprises, together they embarked on a road of innovation!

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After the State Preceptor was struck by lightning for her careless words, she transmigrated to the world two thousand years later. Penniless, the State Preceptor begins telling fortunes to earn money:Netizen: “I've been having constant bad luck lately, what's going on?”Shen Zhiyao: “Your son is using a Curse Technique on you.”Netizen: “Why are my clothes missing every morning when I wake up?”Shen Zhiyao: “Your dad is streaking in the underworld! And you still expect to wear clothes?”Netizen: “What's the deal with my roommate who sits at the head of my bed every morning as soon as she wakes up?”Shen Zhiyao: “Because she's always dreaming of her lover! She's in heat!”Child of Destiny: “Streamer, I just went to climb a mountain and ended up with crippled legs, what should I do?”Shen Zhiyao: “It's because you were so vile as to piss on someone's grave.”Afterwards, Shen Zhiyao stormed into the entertainment industry with her fortune-telling.Those who had once framed her now knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, begging Shen Zhiyao: “Grand Ancestress, I'm begging you, please tell my fortune!”“Hmm... It depends on my mood!”

“Please... give me a baby.”His eyes cut like sharp blades: “Even if it's with your husband's own brother?”I nod, trembling.To save my dying husband, I would cross any line.What started as a deal spun out of control in the darkness.“Look at me,” he grips my chin. “What are you craving?”I shake my head, biting my lip as tears fall.“You want this...” his lips brush mine, “you want me.”