Fabre in Sacheon's Tang - Chapter 20: Establishing the House (2)

From Man of Steel to Silver Superman.

Study the symbiosis for Iron Man, and bring back the little Morgan from the zombie universe.

Thanos of the Family Planning Office by hand, the comic version of the old Thanos. Even big-headed doll space watchers have to ask me for help.

As for Infinity Gems Ultron? Can’t survive two chapters of e-waste.

The blackened Clark, the unknown black robe, the Celestial Group, and the Time Management Bureau fought all the way with their fists.

Many years later, Lin Feng held the Cosmic Cube in his left hand and the Fire Seed Source in his right.

What? Why do you say these two things are humanoid?

Hiss… It’s a bit long to say this…

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Raon’s entire life had been lived as a dog on a leash.

Through a twist of fate, he obtained a new life.

Wrath remained in the wreckage of his destroyed leash.

Finally capable of standing on his own feet, he decided to live life by his own will.

He would slay anyone standing in his way…

Even if they were a god.

Transmigrating into a world of cultivation, you find yourself at the lowest rung of the sect's hierarchy. Everyone wants to bully you to gain some benefits. Fortunately, there are always a few junior brothers and sisters who are 'generous and understanding', allowing you to improve peacefully and secretly grow stronger. Years later, unbeknownst to anyone, you successfully become a deity within the sect. This day, your master visits you at the sect's request.'The upper echelons of the sect believe you have been diligent and loyal over the years, and though your strength is mediocre, you are an honest person, so they've found a marriage alliance for you.''An alliance marriage?''Not exactly. The other family has a rule: marrying into their family means taking their surname.'Is this... becoming a son-in-law who marries into the wife's family?

All sorts of fantasies, short novels.

Imagination-centered with sci-fi elements.

Light novels, short novels, prose.

A long journey along the endless tracks of life.

Only thought shall free you from loneliness.