MTL - Real Apocalypse Game - Chapter 439 through the Bering Strait

A university student is stuck working on coursework late into the night due to some unfortunate circumstances. After reflecting on the choices she has made so far in her life and looking forward to what she can do once she is finally able to really get her life going, she starts to make her way home.Unfortunately for her, that life is abruptly cut short, and she finds herself in a new world as a new person, one with a fluffy tail at that. She must come to grips with her new reality, no matter how bad it may seem. Luckily, a clumsy kitsune goddess seems to be looking out for her.This little kitsune will go on a journey to improve herself as she learns more about the world she now lives in, struggles through romance, and puts her life together.

“Shameless Xia Ping, not only did you steal my martial arts manual and medicinal pills, you even took my fiancée! We’re not finished!”

The eldest daughter of Hou Di of Anding, who fled for her life, was concussed by someone slapped with a brick. When she woke up, she became the young daughter-in-law of a farm family.

There are many crises outside, and I am afraid that my life will not be guaranteed. Xi Yao feels that the vest cannot be dropped, nor can it be dropped in death…

In order not to be driven away, Xi Yao, who worked hard, accidentally became the group pet of the Zhou family, and everyone protected her.

Zhou Rong, who had never seen a bride since he was a child, was blackmailed by his father-in-law. He even exploited the money to take the exam. He married a sick wife. OK, absolutely impossible.

In order to express his position, Zhou Rong spoke coldly and ruthlessly, and then found that his little daughter-in-law treated the family’s milk baby better than him…

He thinks that his daughter-in-law is very good, and thinks that he can still work hard…

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Roan, ran away 20 years ago from his rural village in the aim of becoming a Great General. However, all he got 20 years later was just a handful of money and the lowly position of squad commander of the First Legion’s.