Nanomancer Reborn - I've Become A Snow Girl? - Chapter 1175 - Request For Misu

【Brand New Setting】【Fully Developed System】When you awoke, you had become an official known as “Minister of Agriculture” in a fantasy game.“Dynasty's Prosperity” version: You diligently cultivated the “Seasonal Order,” from “Harmonizing Winds and Rains” to “Summoning the Winds and Commanding the Rains,” from “Bountiful Grain Harvests” to “All Things Flourish,” commanding the seasons and quietly developing.You achieved minor successes, joined the army on expeditions, and controlled the “Four Books of Agriculture.” You froze thousands of miles of great rivers to pave the way for the army. With “Miasma” you slew enemies, “Fog Shadow” obstructed tens of thousands of troops, establishing unparalleled military exploits and rising to the position of Director of Agriculture, secretly seizing the fate of the dynasty, all falling into your hands.“Spiritual Energy Resurgence” version: You nurtured “Mountain Spirits and Wild Creatures”: Twin lotus make you invulnerable to both water and fire, the Seven Star Sword cools the light across Nineteen Provinces, Parasitic Species feeding on living beings, Void Species rooting in the void to absorb the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth... You established an inner scenic area, cultivated immortal species, with “Grand Taiyi Lotus” replicating en masse! “Ancient Tree of Life” immortal and indestructible!“A true seed falls into the Dantian, can nurture spiritual sprouts for ten thousand years, one day when the cultivation is complete, my life is governed by me, not by the heavens!”“Heart fire shines like the sun, kidney water is the source, spleen stores earth, lungs refine through metal, liver sustains with qi. Using the body as the foundation, nurture original species, foster all laws, achieving the status of Shennong Dao Master !”

“Wen Wenyao is so good-looking, don’t you feel moved?”

The system began to doubt…

Song Nanqiao: “No… I don’t…”

System: “But your match value with her is 100%, you will definitely like her…”

Song Nanqiao: “I don’t!”

Song Nanqiao is all about study and work, not about love

But Song Nanqiao slowly discovered that the heroine was quietly paying attention to her.

One night, Wen Wenyao grabbed the corner of her coat, deliberated, and said shyly, “Did you used to…liked me…”

Song Nanqiao: “Ah…that…used to like, but now probably not.”

Wen Wenyao took her hand and whispered in her ear, “But I’ve liked you for a long time…I like you so much…Can you give me a chance to chase you?”

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