The Days of Being the Richest Man in the Ninja World - Chapter 389 - 35. Root Group Collapsed?

After his wife suddenly rose to fame on a variety show and asked for a divorce, Chen Yu left with his daughter with nothing but the clothes on their backs.At the moment he received the divorce certificate,“Congratulations, Host, for unlocking the Divorce Achievement and activating the Perfect Counterattack Life System.”Chen Yu made his way from catering to entertainment, medicine, and the financial industry before venturing into the field of technology.When his ex-wife Fang Yuan came to see their daughter, intending to mock Chen Yu, she was stunned by the scene before her!All those entertainment industry big shots she had tried so hard to cozy up to were now revolving around Chen Yu.Regretful, Fang Yuan wanted to reconcile with Chen Yu, but then she discovered their daughter's teacher Tong Ya...

Our straight (?) bottom woke up ten years into the future and found himself on the bed of his childhood friend… At the start, the bottom was shocked to his very bones, but he soon quickly accepted this premise and found the whole situation to be rather amusing. Precisely then, the bottom once again went back to his timeline — back to when he and the top were just platonic childhood friends.

As a golden dragon raised by a human family from a young age, Noah has no particular hobbies except for cultivating kings.Though some ignorant scholars misunderstand him, labeling him as a mentor of king slayers and trampler of royal authority, over the millennia, there are also wise men who praise him as the imperial dragon and holy dragon.Moreover, the vast empire's many races regard him as the pioneer of the golden age, an immortal radiance of the empire, eagerly desiring his regency and control over the empire's authority.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…