Return of The 8th Class Mage - Chapter 177 - Chapter 138. The Power of the Language (1)

This novel is also known as I Wanted To Be A Good Person Once

Travel to a dangerous world with all kinds of strange abilities, calamity creatures, and Noble Phantasms of doom.

Fang Ze just wanted to awaken his extraordinary abilities, be an ordinary detective, eat royal food, and live a good life.

But he found that he was involved in a huge conspiracy from the moment he crossed…

Strange abilities and treasures include: mushrooms that can be planted on the body to keep youth forever; clowns whose IQ decreases and strength increases every time a clone is divided; shabby statues that cause black rain in the region when they are born; Ancient coins that will be possessed; substitute earth spirits that can learn and exercise on behalf of the master, and double the effect, etc…

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There are already three copies of ten thousand orders and high-quality works, all of which are completed normally with several million words, and will be updated continuously during the update period. Character guarantee, read with confidence.

- Description from novelbuddy

“Is this man not going to divorce me? Why does he still ask me to warm the bed every night?”

She was a medical genius from the Noah Medical Academy as well as a drug producing specialist. After sleeping for three days, she had returned to the ancient era and become the loyal marquis palace’s ignorant and silly young miss.

He was the supreme king of the Jia Luo Kingdom, with prestige around the whole world. With an ice cold face and a ice cold manner, he was entangled by her strong and overbearing manner, vowing to never let go.

Accidentally falling on him, he said, “This king will never suffer a loss.” Never suffering a loss, so he kissed her back.

Accidentally hitting his face, he said, “This king will never fight with a woman, I only nip women.”

Five fingerprints. Not only has he nipped her five times, he still collects interest.

- Description from Novelupdates

After someone took my life away from me, I felt something or someone pulling my entire being together with my memories away from me and placing them into somewhere where it was cold and hollow. And when I thought that my life came back to me...

I realized that my new life as one of the dead had already begun...

"Who am I?"

Which path will this soul choose? A path of Perseverance or a path of Ruination?

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P.S: This is my first novel that I write so there is bound to be mistakes...so go easy on me xD