Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System - Chapter 1882: Astral Guardians

Li Xiaoyu was reborn back to the difficult fifties.

Vows to save the relatives who died of starvation in the previous life.

In order to fill his stomach and prevent his family from starving, Li Xiaoyu took the space to work hard to farm pharmaceuticals.

Growing grains in space, ripening four times a year, and refining medicines in a medicine cauldron, the efficacy of medicines is increased tenfold.

Grain and supplies are as happy as a little hamster.

Helping relatives smoothly, the villagers survived the disaster year.

I even rescued a young man, and since then I have been missed by the big tail wolf…

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When Chu Qin found his lover who had lost his memory, the fake fiancee his lover’s family had arranged for was with him.

Fake fiancée: I’m the person you love the most.

Zhong Yibin: ……Liar, the person I love is obviously Chu Qin.

Fake fiancée: Didn’t you lose your memory?

Zhong Yibin: F***! I still remember Chu Qin!

Chu Qin: “……”

Except for you, I forgot the entire world…..

Never forget Chu Qin.

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Awakening to a post-apocalyptic world infested with zombies and mutated monsters, Alex makes a startling discovery: he possesses a system that grants him access to unlimited resources every day.【Congratulations, you've received unlimited bottled water.】【Congratulations, you've received unlimited 9mm bullets.】【Congratulations, you've received unlimited cold medicine.】...With each system notification, Alex's chances of survival soar while others struggle to stay alive.As everyone else fights for their lives, Alex finds himself living in luxury, residing in a lavish mansion where he leisurely sips red wine and savors grilled delicacies amidst the chaos of the end times...

After the ‘100-Year War’ between the Necromancers and Priests, an all-time genius who’ll shake the power structure was born. “Am I a rare case or something? Do I have talent?” A potential beyond all imagination. He obtained his father’s undead army and entered the great Necromancer school of Kizen that divided the continent. Geniuses are geniuses, even when gathered among the elites. The research community was flipped on its head by the appearance of a new case. Professors wouldn’t leave him be alone, wanting to make him study directly under them. Officials from all over the kingdom and heads of organizations fidgeted over whether to scout him. “Professor! When can I make a Lich?” “Gimme a break. How talented are you? You’re crossing the line, honestly.” A genius among geniuses had appeared.