My Husband, Warm The Bed - Chapter 42 So it was a misunderstanding

Luke a 13-year-old boy lover of all kinds of novels, series, and manga, dies and is reincarnated in Wednesday's world with above-average psychic powers.As he immerses himself in the world of outcasts and monsters, he will discover that it is not as simple as it seems. Luke in his new life is a descendant of the famous writer Edgar Allan Poe and must deal with an old family grudge.

“Old Tang, you activated speed-related Genetic Base Points. What’s the direction of those Base Points?”

This question caused Tang Ting to have a melancholic expression.

“It’s… Hand speed…” “And the right hand at that!”

Xu Tui slipped onto a daze.

Hand speed and the right hand. This image…

Didn’t the teacher say that it was easier to activate the Base Points of the areas you use the most?

“Old Tang, just what do you use your hands for?”

Help! The Frosty Noble’s Son Is in Love With Me![1v1 • Double Virgins]Qu Fulan transmigrates into a historical novel, “The Noble Daughter Falls from Grace,” as the once-rich heroine now a servant in the Dingbei Marquis’s mansion. Armed with the plot and a secret space, she sets three goals:1. Rise from lowly maid to the master’s right-hand in two months.2. Retrieve her indenture contract.3. Earn enough to fill her space!Mission complete, she grabs her contract and leaves. But the guards stop her: “You can’t leave, madam.” Qu Fulan’s baffled: “What did you call me?” “Madam,” they say. “You’ve accepted the marriage contract.” Qu Fulan pulls out the contract, nearly blinded by the words: Marriage Contract!Prince Pei, who’s never lost, falls for her and keeps hitting walls. Wall one: He gifts her white peonies; she loves snow-walking plum blossoms. Wall two: He plays hard-to-get; she stays cool, he caves first. Wall three: He finally wins her heart—she loves money more![TL;DR: She climbs the career ladder, finds love, and lands a marriage.]

The world is destroyed, the era is restarted, and the survival qualification called the lord is issued to everyone.

Territories, heroes, arms, treasures, resources, all the servers achieved by thousands of continents are open.

Qin Muye looked at his own panel like a cannon fodder, with a broken suffix, and he was rather weeping without tears.

There is no god-level talent, no hidden hints, and no anti-sky career.

“If that’s the case, then there is only one way to live.”

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