MTL - Don’t Pretend, I’m Actually Taking Special Forces - Chapter 1040 rely on ability to eat

Once she woke up, Su Tingyun had become a 70 year old granny.

After resigning to her fate with great difficulty, deciding to become a rich family’s esteemed mother and residential big boss, she didn’t expect that the scenario would change again.

That husband of hers who had died on the battlefield was now the cultivation world’s deity, and sent people to pick her up for celestial cultivation?

Fine, she’ll cultivate, but how did she accidentally cultivate into someone else’s body?

Changing old patterns up and playing swapping the frame…

Young man, granny is 70 this year, is your taste heavy enough?

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James, a bored supermarket worker who loves reading cultivation novels, dies in a car accident and gets reincarnated into the body of Tian Li, a talentless cultivator from the Cloud Sect.

Unhappy with his new life, he decides to leave the sect and pursue his dream of starting a farm. Along the way, he makes friends with a big toad named Big. T and finds a cheap house in a remote village.

However, he soon realizes that his peaceful life is not as simple as he thought. He will have to face dangers and mysteries that will challenge his beliefs and test his courage.

Will he be able to follow his own path in a world where power is everything? Find out in this hilarious and heartwarming cultivation novel!

All of that with the help of his incredible System!

[Spiritual Farming System]

A potato Tian Li plants becomes a rare 100 Year Old Potato, which increases cultivation! The animals Tian Li takes care of became Spiritual Beasts, and even the fish he fishes were rare golden carps!

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The Slice of Life will truly start after he leaves his sect the second time, and makes his own sect.

It will also start the kingdom building aspect. Also, he might become dark in the future for some reasons related to his cultivation and his demonic energy!

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Once he traveled to the world of American comics, Kahn had the golden finger to trade all worlds.

At this point, the name of Boss Kahn not only resounded in the Americas of the Marvel Universe, but his influence spread to all the worlds!

PS: There are many follow-up worlds such as Marvel, Naruto, Harry Potter, One Punch Man, Black Robe Pickets, Dragon Ball, Pirates, etc. You can decide…

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You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.