I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World (Web Novel) - Chapter 145: Have you seen Mission Impossible 5?

Qiaosheng, you are the one who saves me, yet you are also the one who gives me hell. If we cannot grow old together, I’d rather we’ve never met before.

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Life is often full of curveballs. It likes to keep you on your toes.But what can a regular guy do when he gets booted to a world full of gods, dragons, devils, angels, yokai vampires and everything in between with only the clothes on his back and a reality-bending gacha behind him?His best apparently.

“It is said all over the Imperial City that the eldest young master of the Song Family has been entangled by a not-so-popular little internet celebrity, who is actually a wild girl from the mountains, desperate for fame. She livestreams farming, selling sweet potatoes and radishes every day under the name 'Youzi Live Room,' which sounds so off-brand!Until one day, the entire internet was clamoring, and the platform crashed.The Agricultural College's official blog reposted 【Youzi Live Room】, asking, 'Are there any more of the newly developed seven-color seeds? Waiting online, urgent!'A famous movie star reposted 【Youzi Live Room】, lamenting, 'Failed to get the watermelon my sister planted, so sad...'KM Empire's official blog reposted 【Youzi Live Room】, the Prince couldn't get lychees, willing to purchase at a high price!The Chinese Medicine Association's official blog reposted 【Youzi Live Room】, exclaiming, 'It's fine if you can't grab the fruits and vegetables, but must you compete for the herbs too?'Song Family's eldest young master reposted 【Youzi Live Room】, saying, 'All three meals are homegrown, without additives or pesticides, what do I do with all this nutrition?'Chi Youyou exclaimed: 'Song Shiyu! You still have time to repost the live room! Hurry and get in the link! The cantaloupes and apples are all sold out, restock, restock!'Earning so much my hands are cramping~┐(ﾟ～ﾟ)┌No choice, if I don’t work hard farming, I’ll be taken back by my grandpa to inherit billions in assets, how boring would that be!”

His name was Brayden Neal, and he was an ordinary citizen. At eighteen years old, he was bestowed the title of a king!

After ten years of fighting in the northern borders outside the kingdom, he finally returned home. He swore to kill three people the moment he arrived at the capital…