MTL - I Help the Richest Man Spend Money to Prevent Disasters - Chapter 97

The notion of destiny is mysteriously unfathomable! Some fight to the death but fail to grasp it, ultimately regretting their journey on the path of immortality. Yet there are those who are born with great destiny, not only blessed with innate talent, their luck is defying the heavens. Heavenly Grade Techniques, rare treasures, Elixirs, no matter where they go, they encounter them! One day, the treasure-hoarding Clan Leader sent a message, “There are too many treasures, our Family’s Treasure Vault can’t hold them all!” Upon hearing this, Lin Tianming couldn’t help but smile wryly. “It seems like treasures have eyes of their own, always finding me when I go out, but this isn’t what I intended at all!” PS: This book is also known as “I don’t want to be the son of Qi Luck!” “I really don’t want to pick up garbage anymore!”

I see dead people.But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special.For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos.Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living.Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit.My gift is granting wishes.I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price.I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness.But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client.I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything.After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice.My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it.My name is Hattie, welcome to my world.Would you like a cup of tea?

[Male lead chasing wife to the crematorium ✚ Male second takes over]Yusheng was the heir to a centuries-old prominent family. His secret wife was an unremarkable hand model.When his wife wanted a divorce, he readily agreed.Chatting idly with friends over drinks, he said, “I’m just grinding down her temper. After some time, she’ll come back on her own.”Later, eyes bloodshot from drunkenness, he begged her to remarry him. But on the other end of the phone was another man: “My wife just went out to buy deer antlers for me. Did Master Yu need something? I can pass along a message.”That day, Yusheng nearly died from those words.His wife’s seven years of love were stolen by Yusheng. No matter – if he could steal it once, he could snatch it back again.He turned around and took over leadership of the Yu family in a high-profile move, armed with tremendous power and authority. Grabbing the man’s collar, he said, “Either give her up or die. No one can oppose the Yu family.”The man laughed softly, answering with just four words: “The insignificant Yu family…”–Crematorium male lead: YushengUsurping male second lead: Lu YanMing[Male second bides his time ✚ plotting every step]

The celestial celestial beings who lived for more than 100,000 years were born and reborn in a small monk in a human world.
His motto: “It’s not as good as a medicinal medicine for ten years of hard work.” “Even if you practice a copper-iron bone, it’s not enough for my soldier’s attack.”

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