Farming Games are All About Grinding - Chapter 291 - 283 Polluted Mineral Stratum

Who needs a Class when you're already the strongest anyways?Ten years ago, Amelia woke up alone and lost in a broken world where she had to fight for her survival.Now, after reaching the pinnacle of power, defeating the Void itself, and escaping the abyss, she has finally found her way back into the real world. But instead of returning to Earth, she arrives in the land of Vacuos. A fantasy world with magic, monsters, Classes, and Levels. A world that is governed by a System like it were a video game.And when rewarded with a Class befitting her accomplishments— to become a powerful [Hero] that will forever dedicate her life to protecting this world that is not her own— she only has one response.“Absolutely not. I’m going to live a normal life now, thank you very much.”

In the Heart’s Kingdom, a kingdom where vampires reign and humans were nothing but livestock, Lilou, a peasant, found herself being preyed upon by the worst maniacal vampire of his kind. However, as terrifying as what he addressed her as his ‘reserved meal’, this vampire also called her his bride!

Except:

My eyes brood with fear, gazing at the still-beating heart in his hand. “My Lord, pardon me but… is this the bloody proof you promised to show me?” I asked, my voice shook as I gulped down whilst struggling my trembling knees from giving away.

“Mhm… do you now believe I’m good at capturing hearts?” The silver-haired man, bearing those menacing pair of deep crimson eyes stared proudly at me after a nod. I gasped when he clenched his hand and squeezed the fresh heart to smithereen.

“Yes, milord. You’re good at it, literally.” I’m mortified, watching the pieces of the heart fall as he approached. His every step made me take a step back until my back reached a solid pillar.

“Huh,” Samael chuckled briefly, stopping in front of me. His long, pointy nails that were covered with blood traced my elbow down to my hand. Gently, he clipped my forefinger in between his, guiding it before his lips. “Did I pass your test, though?” He asked, the sharp tip of his nail played over the tip of my finger.

I stared at his penetrating gaze as I reluctantly answered, “Barely.”

He smirked, nodding in satisfaction before he pressed his nail on the tip of my forefinger that was quick to produce a drop of blood. “Such sweet aroma.” He whispered, placing my bleeding finger in his mouth and licked it with passion.

His menacing gaze never left mine as he consumed a bit of my blood. “Does that mean you’re accepting my invitation?” Keeping my finger in between his fangs, Samael inquired.

I bit my lower lip unconsciously, my heart within my chest drummed as my back broke into sweats. “But… I’m just…” I paused, hoping my answer would put an end to this. “… I’m just a human.”

Samael clicked his tongue, displeased at my response as he let my finger go. “No,” He whispered.

My entire body stiffened when he bent over, caressing my shoulder up to my neck by the apex of his nose, as his hot breaths prickled my skin.

“You're not just a mere human... you are my human.” He stressed before I sensed his lips part and the tip of his fangs against my skin.

Hunter Cha Eui-jae, who was dispatched to seal a rift that appeared over the West Sea, was flung out as soon as he closed the rift. When he came to his senses, he was lying in a garbage dump.Starving, he was drawn like a zombie is to blood to a hangover soup restaurant, where he realized that he had fallen into South Korea, eight years in the future.In this era, disaster alerts notify people of rift openings in advance, ASMR videos of slimes gathered from dungeons were trending, and idle hunters livestream unboxings of A-rank longswords.Unlike the past, where people trembled in fear of an impending apocalypse, the future was surprisingly peaceful, leaving Cha Eui-jae feeling empty. Since things had turned out this way, why not start a second chapter of life as a part-timer at the hangover soup restaurant, rather than being a hunter?“That’s strange.”“…”“Have we met somewhere before?”Cha Eui-jae’s plan to quietly spend his remaining days as the only part-time worker at the decades-old hangover soup restaurant goes awry when he encounters a mysterious, gas-masked individual…DISCLAIMER: The story isn't mine

The Jiang family, a wealthy family in Jincheng, adopted a pair of sisters. The younger sister Jiang Fanyue is sensible and generous, with both talent and beauty.

The impoverished biological family came to the door, and the Jiang family couldn’t wait to pack Jiang Zhe away, leaving Jiang Fanyue behind; family property, reputation, the identity of the eldest daughter, and fiancé, all have nothing to do with Jiang Zhe from now on.

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Jiang Zhe stepped into the door of his house with suspicious eyes. Are the precious famous paintings of the Tang Dynasty hanging on the wall authentic? Is the bowl that holds vegetables and soup an orphan made of gold wire enamel?

What about poor families?

What, there is also a fiancé of the top wealthy family in the capital?

Can she break off the marriage?

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The boss blocked her against the wall and wrapped her in his arms: “What do you think, Madam?”

“My grades are so bad that I fail all of them, and I don’t deserve to be in a giant.”

The boss turned out her full-scale college entrance examination paper.

“I’m nothing, nothing.”

The big guy lifts off her magic doctor, designer, hacker, composer… and other small vests.

He was small and gentle: “I work hard to be worthy of the lady.”

[I have no desire or desire since I was a child, but when I saw you for the first time, I prayed to the gods and Buddha for a moment, I want to beg you – Qin Jingchen. 】

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