My CEO Husband Has Some Issues - Chapter 919 - Rong Yan Has Arrived

Summoned to be a hero in another world, Liu Ji’s fate took an unexpected turn as he landed in a barren wasteland.With no survival skills, he chose an extraordinary method to stay alive: turning into a potato.Rooted in the wilderness, Liu Ji performed photosynthesis and drew sustenance from the earth.Through this humble form, Liu Ji harnessed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of all living things.

The Titans, nearly divine creatures born alongside the most ancient of deities.The dragons, formidable predators at the pinnacle of countless worlds' food chains.Mureya, inheritor of the Titan and Golden Dragon lineage, sits upon the Throne.The red dragons, blue dragons, green dragons... green bronze dragons, red copper dragons, yellow bronze dragons... amethyst dragons, crystal dragons, jade dragons, numerous giant dragons prostrate beneath the throne.Cloud Giants, Mist Giants, Stone Giants, Frost Giants... Storm Giants, Mountain Giants, Tidal Giants... countless Giants kneel before the Throne.The power of the ruler is not merely for slaughter and conquest!PS: One of the protagonist's parents is a Lawful Good Golden Dragon, the other a Lawful Neutral Titan. Thus, the protagonist will be an entity that abhors all forms of evil and despises any semblance of chaos.PS: Inevitably, there are some dark aspects within this book. If you find them distasteful, esteemed readers, please refrain from hastily writing a review.

“I thought I was dead, but when I opened my eyes, I found myself reincarnated in an abandoned RPG game. I intended to gather the heroes I had trained to form a guild once again, but…“I thought I was dead, but when I opened my eyes, I found myself reincarnated in an abandoned RPG game. I intended to gather the heroes I had trained to form a guild once again, but…Hmm… it seems all the heroes have completely lost their minds.”

[sweet, pampering][strong FL, 1v1]He was an absolute noble, decisive and cold-hearted, yet he was persistently entwined with her, doting incessantly.The first time they met, he questioned, “Six years ago, was it you?”The second time they met, he was holding a paternity test, “You still dare to say your son isn't mine?”The nth time they met, she finally lost her patience, “Sir, will you ever give it a rest?”The man lifted the corners of his mouth, smiling with a deep and enchanting charm, “Not before our second child is born.”