The Decade of Deep Love - Chapter 75 - I Just... Want to Hear His Breath.

Ye Chen, the desperate fisherman in Riverland City, could catch anything but fish. He even registered a livestreaming room.Swish! Ye Chen caught a cremation urn as a bait box, hoping to change his luck with it.But as soon as someone sat down, a big fish was caught!Ye Chen was almost infuriated to the point of spitting blood!Just when he couldn't take it anymore, the system finally awakened...However, the system's achievements left him dumbfounded. Salvaging military weapons, saving people from the river, encountering floating corpses at night...[The host can catch a fish in 5 minutes]After 5 minutes, a rotten fish was hooked.Ye Chen was stunned.All the viewers in the livestreaming room were also stunned.[If the host continues fishing, a mysterious item weighing 76kg, worth 200,000, can be obtained]Ye Chen exclaimed, “Holy crap! Why can I catch everything except fish?”

A classic villainess/heroine tale that puts a new twist on the genre. This Industrial Era fantasy tells the story of Nadia—a secret agent with a dry love life and an unhealthy addiction to visual novels—as she Transmigrates into the body of Vivian Moore, the villainess of the novel, from a family of business CEOs.All the destruction flags were raised, and Vivian was at the end of her rope. Her life was about to take a turn for the worst, but with Nadia behind the wheel, she seized Fate by the hairs of its head and yanked it into a sharp U-turn.No more weakness was allowed! If something wanted to get rid of her, she would stab it to death. If someone wanted to trample over her, she would shoot them into a beehive. And there was no stopping her because she had the strongest weapon a main character can have: the System!

Eight hundred years ago, Xie Lian was the Crown Prince of the Xian Le kingdom. He was loved by his citizens and was considered the darling of the world. He ascended to the Heavens at a young age; however, due to unfortunate circumstances, was quickly banished back to the mortal realm. Years later, he ascends again–only to be banished again a few minutes after his ascension.

Do not underestimate the act of tilling the soil. The practice of farming holds the power to command the clouds and dictate the rainfall with a mere flick of the wrist. Similarly, never undervalue the humble farmer, who might draw the gaze of stunning women, and vie for the affections of fluttering butterflies.A stunning journalist makes for a worthy companion, and even an aloof, imperious law enforcement officer could be brought to plead for mercy. A tutor? Allow me to provide additional instruction! I may appear as a regular individual, but through a stroke of fortune, I have embarked on a captivating journey, dancing amidst the wind and the clouds!