The Useless Extra Knows It All....But Does He? - Chapter 20 - Would you like to be my desciple ? (1)

Ning Yue was a military doctor and a special forces soldier. During a mission to rescue hostages, she died from a bomb explosion. Ning Yue thought she was dead, but when she opened her eyes, she had become a woman in ancient times with the same name but a different surname.

This woman’s father was a general, but she lived in the Ning Family Village and was raised by her adoptive parents for more than ten years. A year ago, the people from the general’s residence found her and brought her back. However, they sent her back again a few months later. When the original owner of the body returned to the village, she was pregnant and gave birth to twin sons within a few months.

Another year passed, and the year of the great drought was ushered in. The entire village had to flee. The original owner of the body left with the rest of the villagers with her two sons and slow-witted father. In other words, the current special forces soldier, Ning Yue, was an older single young woman who had not experienced the sweetness of love. She had skipped all those steps, and directly became a mother to two children. She also gained the original owner’s dim-witted father and a body that didn’t work and had hunger pangs after starving for two days. But was that all? Don’t be naive!

“Don’t eat my daughter! Don’t eat my daughter!” The original owner’s father pleaded. “The older one’s meat is too hard, so it needs to be cooked longer. These two small ones have tender meat, so they only need to be roasted for a while. We’ll eat the big one tomorrow!” Ning Yue, who was now being viewed as food, looked up at the sky and said to herself, “Gee, thanks SO much!”

My wife is pretending to be a bad student again.######After raising a foolish wife for nineteen years, she left a divorce paper and ran away!Sitting in a wheelchair, he looked calm: “She doesn't know the way, she won't get far.”The subordinate reminded: “Madam has run abroad to compete...”Young Master remained expressionless: “She is a bad student, always last in every competition.”The subordinate wiped his sweat: “But, Madam is a judge this time...”Mr. Emperor furrowed his brows: “Heh, what does a country girl know besides planting?”The subordinate wanted to cry: “A global top academic competition... in the men's category... as a judge...”He, who has a leg condition, suddenly stood up from the wheelchair: “I'll go compete!”= =At the competition venue.Looking at his foolish wife dressed as a man, handsome and charming, dominating all the awards; then in a long dress, radiant and mesmerizing, becoming a goddess revered in the fields of global medicine, pharmacy, botany, and even astrophysics...His eyes deepened: “No matter how amazing, she's still my woman!”Who would have thought, she arrogantly tossed a divorce paper: “Here, sign it!”[1v1 sweet love story, both heart-wrenching and heart-warming]

[Additional tag: GL, Yuri, Only Wholesome romance, Harem, Slow romance, Academy, Fluff, Lighthearted, Overpowered Protagonist and Love Interest][Update Daily]Seven Witches. Seven Sins. Mel always found the apocalyptic Gacha World of the 'Witchhunter's Howl' quirky and confusing. The Tragic Witches. The over-powered Saintess. The Bad Ending. And the twelve thousand Dollar she spent on pulling PNG waifus. Really, another salary emptied? Aw, she still hasn’t bought the new, limited merch yet!But now, transmigrated back to the world 15 years before the apocalypse, Mel had a new mission: as the Witch of Lust, she had to seduce the six other witches, plus the Saintess, to prevent the end of everything.Now if only the Kingdom would stop mistaking her for a terrorist, her childhood friend-turned-lover Envy would chill on the yandere vibes, and the Saintess wouldn’t tease her every chance she got...“Ah... I want Miss Pride to be my chair at my tea party...” Mel sighed, just another normal thought on another not-so-normal day.

Jin Rou wanted to be a cultivator who defied the heavens, and surpassed all limits.

Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I’m stuck here. Arrogant young masters? Heavenly tribulations? Cultivating for days on end, then getting into life or death battles?

Yeah, no thanks. I’m getting out of here.

In which a transmigrator decides that the only winning move is not to play.