Hitman In The Apocalypse: I Evolve Infinitely! - Chapter 48- The Rise (Part 6)

When Lu Jingyan first met Sheng Xian, a thought popped into his head: he wanted to see this man cry.Latter, Lu Jingyan cried....Lu Jingyan first met Sheng Xian in a bar, her phone had no signal, so she asked him to lend her his internet, asking him what the hotspot Wi-Fi was?He said, “Your birthday.”Lu Jingyan didn't have time to enter the password before her friends called her away.She thought that Sheng Xian using her birthday as the password meant he must like her, though he was a bit introverted. She flirted with Sheng Xian overtly and covertly for half a year before she discovered that Sheng Xian's Wi-Fi password was: nishengri...Gorgeous young heiress X youngest professor of Law SchoolSweet text.1V1.

After traveling to the Great Wilderness, Shen Can became the Ancestral Temple Keeper of the Blazing Flame Tribe due to his 'frail' body, responsible for the daily cleaning, offering incense, and routine sacrifices at the Clan Ancestral Temple..Shen Can fulfilled his duty as Ancestral Temple Keeper by using the 'Simurgh Blade' to pierce Wild Beasts' necks, extracting their blood to offer to the ancestors, only to discover that he could absorb their lifespan to deduce a cultivation method.

After graduating from college and unsure of where to go, Zhou Wang accidentally activated the “Game of Life” system while playing a video game, turning his life into easy mode from then on.We can't return to the past, but we can always change the way we live.Growing through indulgence, advancing with a carefree spirit....Zhou Wang: “This time, I'll only be the winner.”

All Pete wanted was to be buried in wine grapes. Was that too much to ask?Now he's in a fantasy world, far from home, and stuck underground in the body of a smelly dwarf with fantastic facial hair. The worst part though? The swill that the dwarves are falling all over themselves to drink. Its flat, it's watery, and it has the alcohol content of a rancid coconut. Can Pete save the dwarves from their own Sour fate, or will he be forever doomed to plink his pickaxe away in hopes that he hits the mother lode. Come for the cozy fantasy, stay for the beer puns that will leave you hop-ping mad! A bubbly slice of life LitRPG with love, laughter, and a little melancholy, just like drinking a bottle of Whitbier on the beach. Has some monster fights but no real gore. No elves or harems allowed.