MTL - Douluo: Sell Ning Rongrong Task Card, She Dropped Out of School - Chapter 134

18 years have passed since I was born as Allen, the eldest son of an earl in this world, while still retaining my memories of the present world. This world is peaceful and a stable society. The only extraordinary thing is that I was reincarnated into a world that is lenient on the existence of concubines. I selected a silver-haired maid as a sex slave and second wife candidate from among 10 candidates after a strict fellatio practical exam. I then lived an erotic life at home and at school as an attendant, but my reincarnated life is so fulfilling that I'm worried it will explode, as my busty childhood friend, a noble girl who was unsuccessful, ran for the third wife candidate, and my stepmother, who was my virgin partner, was sold off.

A money laundering expert running on Wall Street in the United States was reborn in the early 21st century after being accidentally killed.

Like a mouse falling into a granary, this is a great age full of gold! The crazy rise of Silicon Valley, Wall Street’s global money-making plan, and companies with super potential stocks! !

Ye Dongqing was confused. Opportunities to make money were everywhere, but she didn’t know where to start. How to get the first pot of gold became the top priority.

This book is an easy-going and daily rich story of richness and sex.

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The year 1847

“We campaigned for a century, prevailing against all obstacles. The sole exception being the Marshal, who could not be defeated…… the military fame of the Marshal endures, yet the Alliance has been utterly crushed. From this day forth, all the glory belongs to the Marshal, himself.”

As the Alliance government that stood for a thousand years crumbled, the Galactic Empire rose into power. The supreme military leader of the Alliance, Gavin Silla, refused to surrender and chose to fight to the death for his nation.

“Your Majesty, in the Age of Old Earth, mint blossoms were believed to be an omen for reunion. In the language of flowers, it means—

—hoping to see you once more.”

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