My Beautiful Mother Like Smoke, The World's Richest Person - Chapter 31 - 32

Above lies the Nine Heavens Galaxy, with its awe-inspiring celestial power, and below lies the vast earth, where ants gaze at the sky.Martial artists can communicate with stars, awaken the power of the stars, and embark on a path against the heavens.Stars can be divided into beast types, artifact types, and miscellaneous types. Among them, beast types are led by dragon stars.“You... you are actually a dragon-type star? How is this possible?” a peerless genius exclaimed in shock.Lin Feng smiled calmly, “I'm sorry, I have eight more like this!”

He is an undead who is devoid of all humanity, he is the one and only supreme overlord, he is a man who has severe mysophobia.

There are many people who try to act cool in front of him, whatever soldier king, assassin, system user, transmigrator, reincarnator, the strong returning, the strong coming down from the mountain, person coming back from the immortal world, reincarnation of the devil king, immortal emperor possessing someone’s body, and so on, all of them do not know what will happen next

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Reborn and returning, he possesses medical skills, can practice immortality, has a slave who is the king of killers, and a maid who is the school beauty pursued by everyone. Even casually taking out a piece of trash can shock the world. His return has set this world ablaze.

Hoo hoo hoo, the Director has fallen! (crying)Don't... don't rush to call an ambulance, just help me up first!After staying up late playing games, Fang Ye woke up to find himself transformed into the director of a rundown zoo, having a docile and perceptive Amur tiger, a ferocious and haughty silver fox, a gray wolf that enjoyed showing off its relationship...As the zoo developed, its array of charming animals began to attract visitors from all over the world.“Why do all the animals like me?” Faced with the curious questioning of children, Fang Ye looked up at a 45-degree angle into the sky, speaking in a tone that was deep and mysterious, “It all started on a breezy and sunny evening...”