The Long-awaited Mr Han - Chapter 6: A Slap in the Face

Starting life as a college student is hard, but not as hard as dying on your very first day. Ali Asad was just your average guy, ready to start fresh in a new city for college. But when he jumped into traffic to save a mysterious woman, his good deed got him killed—fast and painfully. Just when he thought it was game over, he woke up alive... sort of. Turns out, the woman he saved, Carrisa, had a few tricks up her sleeve. Now resurrected as an immortal being and renamed Alicarde, he’s thrust into a world of ancient power struggles, dark magic, and impossible expectations. Bound to Carrisa’s fate, Alicarde quickly learns that being immortal isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Instead of focusing on classes or meeting new friends, he’s dodging dangerous foes, navigating Carrisa’s high-stakes supernatural battles, and trying to figure out just what his role is in all this madness. All while struggling with the fact that he really didn’t sign up for any of this. Thrown into a fight for survival with powers he barely understands and a fate that’s now intertwined with Carrisa’s, Alicarde has to adapt fast—or risk dying all over again, this time for good.

Crown Reylin loved three things; flames, fireworks, and bombs. He didn't spare any of these against those who insulted him due to his family. No, Crown Reylin wasn't born in a poor family. He was born into an outstanding family with every descendant prevailing in their industry! But as the first immersive game appeared on the market, Crown Reylin stepped in... to enjoy more of his hobby!

Flames, fireworks, and bombs! Empresses, the kings and their princesses, and many more people will feel them!

It was Reylin's time!

How was the Shura field formed? ——The system told me to disassemble the cp with my bare hands! the
Concubine Su transmigrated into a green tea female supporting role in the world of three books
System: “Ding~Welcome the host to the green tea system, HP -10, please start the first step of green tea to renew your life dear~”
Concubine Su: “…”
So, Su Concubine held the hand of the hero of the first world, Xiao Mu, “Little brother, I thought Ruan Ruan would never see you again…”
King Qinghe whose hands were held: “…”
Brother Xiao who stood watching from the side: “…” Is it me? the
Uncle Seven Emperor, the hero of the Second World, likes soft, cute and obedient girls
Su concubine heard the footsteps behind her, and quickly let the river lamp go, her tone was soft, “May the Seventh Uncle be free from illness and disaster, and everything will go smoothly!”
King Qinghe behind him: “…” Hehe
The Seventh Emperor Uncle on the side: “…” Good little nephew, you are so kind to me! the
The general likes enchanting and charming women, Su concubine covers her body with light gauze,
With her beautiful eyes and graceful posture, the general lost his mind in a second,
At the end of the song, behind Qingshan, the Qinghe King actually pinched her slender waist,
“Huh? Didn’t you say that you only dance solo for me?”
Concubine Su: “…” We’ve been discovered! the
Later, the great general blocked the knife for her, the young prince made red makeup for her, the seventh uncle threatened not to marry for her, and even the bright and handsome King Qinghe was beside her.
When several men get together: “Didn’t you say that I am the happiest?”
King Qinghe looked at her: “Huh?”
Concubine Su looked up to the sky: “…” Hey, I’m guilty…Too beautiful is a sin
The original male and female protagonists in the original world are really dismantled CP, the original female protagonists in the black first world, and the original female protagonists in the other two worlds engage in careers. the
“Constantly striving for self-improvement” in the Shura field is a heartthrob X Qinglang Junyi’s heart is broken and his legs are jealous
1V1, he

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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…