Genesis Maker: The Indian Marvel (Rewrite) - Chapter 40: : A Hellish Invitation

At the beginning of his rebirth, Mr. Zhou’s initial wish was to be a charterer who collected annual rent every day, 365 days a year.

Unfortunately, at some point, his life lost its leisure.

Invisible wealth, from millionaires to billionaires, step by step beyond the names on the Forbes rich list.

Once upon a time, just flicking it, it was midsummer.

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Once a regular high school student, the protagonist gets sent to another world via truck. He reawakens to find himself contracted to a girl about the same age as him before passing, and that his body was no longer that of a human. Given a new name as the girl's contracted spirit, he spends his days at her side._ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _This is not a novel I will be updating multiple days a week. The most likely outcome is me updating it once a week, but if any readers would like to read my other works, I would like to suggest reading the story I update most which is “Level One Isn't Weak!”.

A number of university students are given a simple survey in which they must watch a number of short films and rank them in order of preference. The reader takes the survey along with them with the short films being told as short stories.

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night.The World of Cultivation has changed.Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers.Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate.The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman.He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar.But now...Everything had changed.He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness.The first droplets fell.He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears.The River of the Night.