Return To The Past: I Won’t Choose Humility This Time! - Chapter 916 - 916 Who Is the Ticket Seller?

Upon waking up, the whole people crossed the alien world.

This is a terrifying world, almost immeasurable.

There are dragons, griffins, goblins, goblins, dwarves, and orcs.

There are also zombies, undead dens, and various mythological monsters.

Everyone is a lord, starting with a life experience, a small courtyard, and three farmers.

To get rich, start by arranging trees and gradually establishing territory.

Lords need to explore the map, occupy areas, obtain resources, develop urban construction, and conquer monster dens.

Every other month, you need to resist the looting of monster legions and various alien forces in order to survive.

Zong Shen started the game and awakened the strategy system.

Raiders will appear in everything you can see.

Help him find all the hidden treasures.

[The crooked neck tree 50 meters southeast of the territory is actually not simple. 】

[Go forward 35 steps from your current position and start digging, you will get a surprise. 】

[Don’t look, this treasure chest is a trap, and the poison gas inside will make you unconscious for three days and three nights. 】

While others were still struggling to support, Zong Shen had already built a strong city.

With countless powerful soldiers and epic heroes, resources are piled up like a mountain.

Epic dragon Nithogg: “You…Don’t come here…I will give you all the treasures!”

Chief Goblin: “I am willing to serve the adults.”

King of Avalon: “I am willing to marry my beloved little daughter to you…”

Zong Shen: “Children make choices, I want them all!”

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Crossing the Douluo Continent, or an auxiliary spirit master?

Su Xun decided to exercise his body first.

Thirteen years later, Su Xun is out!

Star Dou Great Forest…

“Golden Eagle, the white feathered peregrine falcon killed your wife, I’m here to help you get revenge, you fight, I’ll support you!”

An hour later, the uninjured Su Xun took away the dying white-feathered peregrine falcon.

Battlefield…

“I saw that Xiongtai’s brows were fighting against the air of black and yellow. It must be extraordinary. I don’t know if you can make friends?”

Su Xun stretched out his hands of friendship.

Thirty seconds later, looking at the opponent whose body was filled with black energy, Su Xun turned aside:

“Referee, you should speak up, or he will be poisoned to death!”

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“Hah..Hah..”

In the midst of what seemed like a battlefield, a young boy with white hair knelt on the ground, struggling to catch shallow breaths. A short sword pierced his heart, his arms and legs were broken, making him unable to stop the crimson blood from coloring the ground.

“That's what you get for betrayal,” a red-headed teenage boy sneered as he stood before him.

“A pathetic person like you could never be my brother,” added a purple-haired girl, her voice seething with anger, as she stood alongside the redhead.

With great effort, the young boy shifted his gaze forward. He could see many familiar faces in front of him—his so-called family, his so-called friends but his gaze remained fixed on her.

“Wh..y, A.nna,” he uttered with immense difficulty and sorrow in his voice, his vision blurring as he locked eyes with the blonde-haired girl, who regarded him with emotionless eyes.

“I did that so I could save you,” he said, his voice gradually growing louder.

“I DID THAT SO YOU COULD LIVE!” he shouted, making everyone present flinch in fear.

“I never asked you to do this” the blonde-haired girl replied, her words crushing the very soul of the boy.

“A...nn.a,”

the young boy whispered one last time, a small tear slipping down from his eye as he breathed his final breath.

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Neil survived eight grueling years in a post-apocalyptic world only to die and be reincarnated in the body of Eden Morton, a character from a game he

used to play as a teenager, by an unknown entity for unknown reasons.

Eden's life was a pitiable one, plagued by the constant manipulation and betrayal of those around him – whether it was the princess, the famed hero, or even his very own family. Eden died without ever experiencing genuine love. Now, as Neil took over, he was determined to embark on a new journey, seeking the one thing he and Eden never had : a life worth living.

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