MTL - Poor Family - v2 Chapter 973 three urgent letters

Li Dai Lu was born and raised Canadian in her first life. This meant that she was taught how to share, how to put others first and to keep the peace as much as she could.

However, that all backfired in a spectacular way.

Reborn in a new time and place, Li Dai Lu did her best to protect all those that she could from the zombies that were wiping out the human race. Unfortunately for her, those she rescued were not as grateful as they should have been.

Killed by the very people she saved, she held her breath and waited for the calm, peacefulness of death.

But the Fates were not too accommodating and our heroine woke up in her third life a year before the zombie apocalypse.

This time she would live life on her own terms and to those that disagreed... well, she would have a few words for them.

Warning: This will turn into a reverse harem where she does not have to pick. Please be aware.

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There’s an ancient saying in Great Ruins, ‘Don’t go outside when it’s dark.’

In Great Ruins, the disabled elders of Disabled Elderly Village picked up an infant by the riverside and named him Qin Mu, raising him up with blood and sweat. This day, as the night descended and the darkness shrouded Great Ruins, Qin Mu left home…

Become a villain undulating in the spring breeze!

That’s what Blind told him.

This is the rise of Qin Mu’s road to becoming a villain!

- Description from novelupdates

A novel revolving around being transported to another world with an op system. The mc spends his day chasing skirts and doing missions to level up. A standard journey to the top with lots of girls from various animes and games with a twist of that gaming feel (hunting mobs, doing missions).

- Description from novelupdates

On the way to a company workshop, we fell into a world of immortal cultivators while still in the car.

Those with spiritual roots and unique abilities were all called to join cultivation sects, living prosperously.

But I, having neither spiritual roots nor special abilities, lived as an ordinary mortal for 50 years, complying with fate until my death.

That’s what I thought.

Until I regressed.