The Freed Slaves Are Obsessed - Chapter 202: New Order

I transmigrated and went through numerous hardships to become an official, but unexpectedly, I was falsely accused by my superior and thrown into prison.Then, I awakened the Eternity Mirror and began the cycle of cultivation. I could solidify my fate with [Dao Fruit], ensuring eternal enlightenment about Tao.Using parallel worlds as a way to avoid calamities, I sought blessings in the real world...In the first life, I joined the Heaven and Earth Society as an important mission to resist the Qing Dynasty. I condensed the fate of [Righteous Thief], performing righteous deeds, striving to conquer my destiny. Faced with threats from the imperial court, there was a chance to seek good luck and avoid misfortune. I also became a disciple of the Dragon Gate Sect's Daoist, learning the art of the Corpse Immortal.I condensed the fate of [Underground Lord], a third-class wandering ghost in the underworld without a ghost register or duties, the beginning of Corpse Immortals...What about the second life? I haven't decided yet...

Edward, an 18-year-old college student, found himself stuck inside of a dark abyss.“Where am I?”[Spawning Dungeon Champion]“Huh?”Without a word of warning, He found himself in an unfamiliar body being forced to attack trespassers. Will he ever find a way out? Or will he be a tool for endless slaughter?Warning: Due to the nature of the novel the MC will be switching between bodies. That's why the status window was made the way it was. If that's not your thing you might want to skip this one. The progress is not reset though.

The senior code farmer Luzhou who caught the wave of rebirth went back to 2010. Lu Zhou said that since the Big Three could not be strangled in the cradle, he would overtake at the corner of 2010 and make a counterattack.

There is always a dream, if it comes true.

This is a story of peace of mind.

This is the daily life of a code farmer.

This is a note of a young man’s illness.

Internet 2010, Luzhou’s 2010.

- Description from novelbuddy

When a person dies, they either die light as a feather (aka unimportant) or heavy as Mt. Tai (aka very important).