MTL - Study Days at Hogwarts - Chapter 1327 Do not talk about martial arts

In the last life, a good hand ended up losing the entire life.

Gu Weimian got a chance to start over again and was reborn before the college entrance examination.

Everyone said that the eldest daughter of the Gu family was a loser, and Gu Weimian wanted to show them the power of a true academic master.

It was said that the Gu family had no heirs, so Gu Weimian wanted to show them what a truly domineering female CEO was.

With a photographic memory, the world’s top schools are at your disposal.

With the Midas touch, the new generation of business tycoons attract attention.

But…during this process, why did I inexplicably get into trouble with the Big Demon King?

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Upon reaching home, the number of little girls at home has doubled from one to two?! Moreover, no one in the family actually noticed this strange situation… Jiang Ziya possesses a strange left eye that lets him see things he shouldn’t be able to see. Usually, turning a blind eye to them is his life principle. However, something that shouldn’t be there has appeared in his house. This time, he can no longer continue pretending that he hasn’t seen it. So what should he do next?

This world has never been peaceful. Sometimes, just “seeing” things is dangerous. Facing the unknown, are you willing to choose to see – the truth?

Dying and then meeting a giant God in the image of an Impostor from Among us in the afterlife was certainly something I didn't expect would happen.Getting reincarnated by it, was something I expected even less.And awakening in a world where heroes and villains run rampant, was certainly the cherry on top on this whole matter.But well, nothing I can do about it.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…