How to Live as a Knight After the Ending - Chapter 29:

Crossing over to an independent urban world where martial arts and immortal law coexisted, the only thing Lin Shen could rely on was his clone’s golden finger.

“Clone cultivation, the host becomes stronger.”

“Clone [Pure Flame Body]: Flame attribute techniques cultivation speed +300%, Blazing Flame Palm, Melting Hand, Pure Flame Sword Skill… Any flame attribute techniques at your service. You can become a master in a day!”

“Clone [Natural Daoist Body]: cultivation speed +500%. All martial arts techniques can be understood at first glance, and will be integrated, crushing all geniuses!”

“Clone [Non-self Sword God]: Sword art technique power +200%, sword art technique cultivation speed +200%. No matter how strong you are, I will cut you down with one strike!”

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“You never know how many clones are trying to cultivate behind the person you are talking to in front of you!”

“What does it have to do with me if my clone did it?”

“Don’t try to outnumber me cuz you can’t!”

A piece of divorce paper sent Xia Xinghe into a state of destitution. However, a car accident later, she transformed into a professional hacker with more money than she could ever spend. All those that have belittled, bullied and laughed at me, please line up, I’ll show you what the meaning of face-slapping is! Wait, wait, wait. That guy over there, the ex-husband that I no longer have any relations with, don’t cut in line. What, you want to help me face-slap these people? “Not only that I will help you face-slap myself!” The wickedly handsome man with billions of dollar in estate raised his own palm to slap his own face without reservation!

- Description from Novelupdates

Ye Jiu, as a boss who has retired for March in the Kuai Chuan Bureau, was suddenly told by the boss to go back to work?
Is this what people do?
As a result, the bosses who were in a bad mood and full of resentment began to emerge in an endless stream when they were doing tasks.
Was someone preemptively contracted his magic spirit? It doesn’t matter, she went directly to contract the villain leader, and brought the villain leader into the human world to play crushing. (Horse Monkey Shochu)
Was someone falsely claiming credit for robbing the emperor’s fiancé? It doesn’t matter, she directly rebelled and beat the blind bastard to death to be the empress herself, and by the way, the three thousand beauties in the harem belonged to her. (Two or three things about the goddess and the upper position)
Was framed and wanted by the entire Holy See of Light? It didn’t matter, she sat directly in the seat of the Holy See saint of the dark and greeted her mother’s compatriot’s brother of the god of light. (On the self-cultivation of the dark saintess)
She didn’t know if the top bosses came to Xinxing Village to fry the fish pond, but Ye Jiu expressed that she was very happy when she was surrounded by beautiful soft girls.
Enemy: Are you doing a mission or picking up girls!
Ye Jiu: I can’t enjoy myself after doing this task for so long?
(PS: This story is purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental. Please do not take it seriously if it does not conform to the actual plot. If you don’t like the setting, you can quit silently. Thank you??????? Welcome to the comment area to chat together.)

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- Description from novelbuddy

Liola—the best assassin in his world—has vowed to kill no more. He was being chased by an assassination organization when he accidentally dropped into a parallel universe: through a dimensional gate and into poor teenager Kaiser’s apartment. Instead of going to the government shelter for lost dimensional travelers, Liola and Kaiser wind up going to school together.

Liola has been trying his best to live the life of an ordinary person, but after certain things happen one after the other, he begins to realize that being an ordinary person could be harder than being an assassin.