MTL - I Accidentally Picked Up the Villain By Mistake After Wearing the Book - Chapter 11

Qin Ming transmigrated to a Cultivation World, but without a Golden Finger, his mediocre talent led to his abandonment by the family. He was ordered to participate in the Sect's pioneering recruitment task and became a low-level Spirit Farmer.Every day, he faced a harsh cultivation environment, survival was difficult, and the pressure was immense.Until one day, he returned from the fields and discovered that what he harvested was a bit different.[Name]: Golden Spirit Rice [Entry]: Weak Magical Power (Harvestable)From then on, he steadily managed and worked hard on farming, finally becoming a top figure.A great chaos erupted in the Immortal Realm, and everyone was dumbfounded.“Is this the kind of power a Spirit Farmer should have?!”“Revealing the truth, I'm just a farmer...”

Lin Qian once thought the man she wanted would be handsome and formidable, able to “create clouds with one turn of the hand and rain with another turn” in the business world, causing her to look up to him in admiration. There would be nothing he could not accomplish.

Fang Xi wore it, and it was the second time!

In the realm of cultivating immortals, I am obedient, but in another world, I strike hard!

Unexpectedly, thousands of years later, he would become a big boss in the world of cultivating immortals!

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I see dead people.But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special.For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos.Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living.Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit.My gift is granting wishes.I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price.I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness.But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client.I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything.After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice.My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it.My name is Hattie, welcome to my world.Would you like a cup of tea?