Becoming Professor Moriarty's Probability - Chapter 232: The Final Problem (7)

Nicole d'Armand never expected to walk into her apartment and find her fiancé *bleep*-deep in another woman's lady bits. What's a girl to do?Well, after obliterating an 18th-century Meissen vase, delivering a punch that would make a heavyweight boxer proud, and embarking on a night of raucous drinking, Nicole figures she might as well embrace the chaos.But when alcohol and pheromones collide, her wild night spins into something unexpected... Like a ride on the Logan Everett express.Which, naturally, leads to a whirlwind of its own: She's his fated mate. Because of course she is.And he rejects her. Because of course he does.Now embroiled in a mystery bigger than her post-breakup hangover, Nicole finds herself the prime suspect in a murder she didn't commit—no matter how tempting the thought might have been. And the only person who believes her innocence? The same guy who shot down the idea of being her fated mate.Great. Just what she needed: her love life is a crime scene, and the man stupid enough to let her go is holding her freedom in his hands.

Lin Ling, who had wood-type abilities, died in the first year of the end of the world, and it has been ten years since he opened his eyes again. After ten years of turmoil, zombie siege, and natural/natural/disaster/disasters, the city has all become In the ruins, very few people survived.

At this time, in order to rebuild their homes, to resettle the surviving people, and to encourage planting, the country allocated land according to the head, and each person allocated a large piece of land.

Holding the land use right certificate, Lin Ling rushed to the land allocated to her by the state. Along the way, she was planning to plant rice first, then raise chickens, and raise two big fat pigs.

When she was full of fantasies about the abundance of grains and flocks of chickens and ducks, she rushed to her new home and looked at the scorched black hills with no grass growing, um… she should start by planting trees.

Year after year, as far as Lin Ling could see, there were green hills and green waters, gurgling water, flocks of chickens and ducks…a piece of scorched and desolate land became full of vitality.
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Looking at the vibrant village, the only downside is that Lin Ling is alone for ten miles around, so lonely!
She looked at the golden wheat field, spent ten catties of wheat generously, and bought a companion, who was su and handsome, but a little clingy, and always wanted to meet her.
Lin Ling looked at the wheat field, um… She has reason to suspect that the chatter is coveting the wheat in her field!

PS:
1. Daily farming + infrastructure.
2. Daily update, update at nine o’clock in the morning.
3. The author’s writing style is average, there are bugs, super overhead, everything is for the plot, enjoy reading the text and pictures, please don’t delve into it.

Content tags: farming culture infrastructure
Search keywords: Protagonist: Lin Ling ┃ Supporting role: Please bookmark! ┃ Others: Farming Literature, End Times,
One-sentence introduction: I am engaged in infrastructure construction in the last days
Conception: Work hard to live a happy life Daily farming + infrastructure.

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[Shuangqiang, sweet pet, 1v1]

A very distinguished person has come to the west city.

The mysterious man Rong Wuye is ascetic and dignified, ruthless and crazy, unparalleled in power and wealth, but he is also a well-known and unfeminine flower in the business world.

“Follow Fifth Master to keep you safe.”

“That mountain, and the three mountains connected to it, are all our private domain.”

“I don’t even intend to give my name to Lao Tzu? I’m sorry!”

He pushed her against the corner, “Little thing is misbehaving, how should I be punished?”

…

Nanhuang was reborn and found that she had become Ye Nanhuang, a woman whose marriage was not going well.

A cold divorce agreement was thrown in front of her. She took the agreement, signed it quickly, and left.

Stupid scumbag, sister don’t want it!

“Ye Nanhuang is a divorced woman.”

“Ye Nanhuang knows nothing but painting.”

“Have you heard? She is barren.”

The powerful and overlord of the imperial city, Rong Wuye, came all the way to the west city, and put his arms around her slender waist.

“Little thing, marry me, huh?”

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The Swordmaster who has returned by chance to save the world!