Guide to raise my cutie husbands - Chapter 93 - Mommy Jiang

Soul System Online...][Vengeful Spirit Detected]Zero was once a legend a warrior feared and respected across the land, an SSS-ranked hero at the peak of power. But even the strongest are not immune to betrayal. His so-called allies turned against him, casting him into oblivion. Now, he lingers as a vengeful spirit, unable to move on, his legend seemingly forgotten.But fate isn’t done with him yet.When a mysterious boy with the rare ability to see and communicate with spirits crosses his path, Zero sees a chance for revenge and maybe even redemption. Armed with the enigmatic Soul System, he will carve a new path, defying death itself.The world thinks it has seen the last of him. They couldn’t be more wrong.The SSS-Ranked Troublemaker has returned. And this time, nothing will stop him.

Introduction: Su Muge, a God’s favored girl in the medical community, became an ugly girl due to time-space travel. Her father disliked her and her mother was too cowardly to protect her! Xia Houmo, a lonely wolf who was haughty and ever triumphant in battlefield, was asked by the emperor to marry a useless and ugly girl! On their wedding day, there was an assassin and he took her as a shield, as a result, she was wounded. Su Muge smiled slightly with crimson eyes, “Xia Houmo, I owed you, and I pay you now.” Seeing her red blood, his heart hurt… “Su Muge, you owed me too much and you must pay me birth after birth!” The heroine was not beautiful and not omnipotent, but she had golden light and magic hand.

It is the turn of the century and humanity has ignorantly stepped into the starry space to lay themselves bare under the eyes of gods. The young man Luo Nan bears the sins of his forefathers. He walks out of a laboratory and is seen holding burning notes up high, his feet treading on the bones of gods. A myriad of living beings are formatted in writing. Universes are added and deleted in the star records.

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—“Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you.”Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, “the Just”, the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.