The CEO's loser wife: Rebirth of the villainous queen of alchemy - Chapter 226: The wife vs The mom Part4

A blizzard had raged for ten days, with temperatures plummeting to below minus fifty degrees Celsius.Yet, that wasn’t the most terrifying part. The impending disasters of rat plague, extreme heat, drought, acid rain, tornadoes, and other severe weather conditions would follow one after another, each one a veritable hell on earth.Gu Pan was reborn seven days before all these calamities began. At this time, her Space was still with her, her husband was still alive, and she needed to hoard resources like crazy.Food, clothing, shelter, transportation, medicine, weapons, electricity, and all other essentials of life—she had to stockpile enough for the next lifetime.What? The ‘friend’ who had betrayed them in the previous life was also reborn? And they had hoarded a warehouse full of supplies, even more than them? No more nonsense, just take it all into her Space.After the apocalypse began, she and her husband kicked off a spree of zero-cost acquisition.In this life, they would take revenge on their enemies and settle all scores. Those who had hurt them would be repaid double.

For a million worth of contract, she became a surrogate mother.

He was the chief executive of the Empire and she was of lowly birth. With her adoptive father’s business falling into crisis, she agrees to his contract.

She gave birth to twins: the older brother is healthy, while the younger brother didn’t breathe out. Fulfilling the contract with a huge monetary sum as the reward, she disappeared from his eyes.

Six years later – he was still the cold high-profile president, but when she is accidentally imprisoned in the cage of his golden birds he pressured her harder and harder: “Woman, do not think you can escape my hands!”

The old-fashioned man: “Mu Yazhe, you’d better leave her alone, this is the child’s mother!” The man becomes frightened, questioning the reason this child’s features bears such resemblance to…

In a world teetering on the brink of chaos, where eldritch gods peer into mortal realms and monsters stalk the land, Lu Yu finds himself moments away from a gruesome end as a sacrifice to a sinister deity. Just as the cold altar awaits him, a glimmer of hope emerges: he activates the Monster Editing System.With this arcane power, Lu Yu can extract materials from all things and fuse them to create unimaginable creatures. Each monster grants him a portion of its strength and a unique, terrifying skill. From that moment, Lu Yu embarks on a perilous game of wits and power against the ancient, malevolent gods.99 Demonic Eyes+ Cyclops Body + Primordial Chaos Stone = Chaos Evil Eye: its gaze alone spells death, obliterating all under the curse of its Mystic Death Stare.Angel’s Blood+ Nightmare’s Corpse = Holy Nightmare: a being that commands the dimensional ability Paradise Descent, fusing heaven and hell into an inescapable exile.Seed of the Dusk World+ Mutant Drake Egg = Endbringer Dragon: the avatar of apocalypse, wielding the Calamity Domain to usher in the end of all things.From the shadows, he crafts horrors beyond comprehension: Void Shadow Spider, Hundred-Armed Giant, Soul-Banshee, and Endbringer Dragon. Each creation shakes the fabric of reality itself. Even as his creations grow in power, they spiral further beyond mortal understanding, defying natural laws. The gods, once indifferent, now tremble as their monstrous rival rises.Can Lu Yu’s ingenuity and monstrous legion prevail in the deadly dance with gods? Or will the ancient, inscrutable powers crush him before his ultimate creation takes shape?The monsters are limitless, and even the gods dare not look away…

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world.Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!”The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears.Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing.Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable.His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next.After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual.“It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.”Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open.“Atticus? W-why are you here?”The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.”****Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren.Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.