Aspiring to the Immortal Path - Chapter 77: Young Schoolmates (1)

Overnight, Tangning became a big slave owner in the southern United States with three large plantations and hundreds of black slaves who could be driven at will.

Tangning was very satisfied with the result of such a time-travel, but then he sadly discovered that he could only enjoy three years of such a good life, because three years later would be the “Civil War”, what should he do after this?

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Six years ago, she signed the ten-month agreement with all her sorrows, and as agreed, she received the down payment. But when the agreed time came, the buyer did not show up to claim the 'treasure'. What was going on?Six years later, her precious son surprisingly told her, “Mommy, people might wear the same clothes or drive the same car, but I met someone today who actually has the same face as me! Can you believe it?”“Don't talk nonsense, how could someone look exactly like you?”Her son, dissatisfied, pulled his friend out. “Don't you believe me? Just take a look!”Lin Xiangwan took a glance, then, thud, she fainted, collapsing onto the ground.Who on earth... is this...?

Distance is a social platform that (just like other social platforms) can display the distance between parties. Ting Shuang had chosen someone that was 287 kilometres away from him, thinking that it was very safe. After all, when there’s more than two hundred kilometres between them, they wouldn’t awkwardly chance upon each other in real life, right!

Unexpectedly… The next night, 287 kilometres suddenly became 4.8 kilometres???

And even more unexpectedly… In the afternoon of the third day, 4.8 kilometres suddenly became 3 metres???

3 metres?????

Metres?????

I’m having a f*cking lesson right now, doesn’t 3 meters mean that the person I was flirting with is in the classroom right now?

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In a land where ancient families are as common as the stars, the weight of millennia-old legacies brings not only honor but also the chains of rigid traditions. Here, bloodlines are the cornerstone of power, the unyielding foundation for climbing the ladder of authority.But what hope does the descendant of a mere hunter have in such a world? How can they claim a seat at the table in this grand feast of ambition and betrayal? Is it through the fragmented remnants of a cheat ability from the game For Honor, now warped and unrecognizable? A fleeting glimpse into an uncertain future? Or perhaps a stroke of intangible, invisible luck?The stage is set, the pieces are moving—will this unlikely contender rise, or will they become just another casualty of the Game of Thrones?