Orc Hero Story - Discovery Chronicles (Orc Eroica) - Chapter 12.3: Useful Information

A generation’s War God, once overlooking the world with disdain, had fallen into disgrace because of a conspiracy, becoming a mere son-in-law. However, what nobody had expected was that it was all part of his grand scheme, and when the winds of change blew, he, the king, returned, with the power to overturn seas and move mountains, as a dragon ascended to the heavens!

Looking at the beauty industry, the most popular setting for female bloggers were white rich beauties.

Before she became famous, she loved American brand Colorpop, Japanese brand Canmake, and Thai brand Mistine best.

After becoming famous, La prairie blue caviar eye cream for her left hand, CPB crystal moisturizing cream for her right.

Every day, the national brand was being blown up. After receiving the money from the owner of the brand, he said that this was by no means an advertisement.

Living in a small three-story building, the neighbors were renovating every day. She felt so sorry about the sound insulation of this expensive house.

One day, several bosses in the beauty channel of station B broadcasted a live Japanese tour.

Everyone bought no less than 100,000 yuan of Japanese top female skin care products, and told the camera that they would draw prizes to send them to fans.

She, who had always been pure and low-key, had been dubbed “The peak value of station B”

Darong Rong pointed to the luxurious gray ship on the blue sea level and said to the fans in the camera with a smile:

“I’ve already contracted the ship, and I will broadcast live seafood today.”

All the beauty makeup moguls: “…” Sister, its too much.

New post of the forum: [Rong Rong at station B! Is there a gold mine at home? ! I unilaterally declare that I am your long-lost daughter! 】

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Fans learned that there was a mine in Rong Rong’s home.

On this day, at the request of fans, Rong Rong launched a live broadcast

Show you around my home.

After seeing the gilded toilet and diamond-encrusted coatroom.

“That’s it!”

Fans: [Want to see sister Rong’s bedroom! ]

Rong Rong, who had always been fond of powder, actually ignored the screen and decided to turn off the live broadcast.

Suddenly the bedroom door opened.

In the moment, the crowd was so stupid that they thought it was a trick.

The handsome and dignified man walked out of the bedroom in a suit.

Seeing her holding a mobile phone, he stood there, with a finger on his tie and frowned slightly, “Last night, I was asked not to make trouble and hurry to bed. You got up so early today to play with your cell phone?”

Fans: “Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh.” There was not only a mine in Rong Rong’s family, there was a mine hidden in the mine! Big! Boss!

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After getting shot, Lucas, a serial killer, reincarnated into the novel world as a tragic villain with the same name, Lucas Ciffer.

Lucas Ciffer was supposed to be the Holy Kingdom's successor to the throne, but his demonic appearance and the powers he possessed terrified the entire kingdom. A white-haired boy with red eyes and pale skin, together with his dark powers, got persecuted and exiled by his own family. Not to mention that in the future he was destined to die by the hand of the hero.

Lucas fell from holiness, and, with the serial killer's bloodlust and knowledge of the future, he decided to prove the world right.

Yes. I could be a villain; no, in fact, I WILL BE THE VILLAIN.

I’m not a gamer. In fact, I barely touched games—never had the time or interest.I’m a 23-year-old college dropout, part-time construction worker, and full-time avoider of adult responsibilities.That is, until my little sister nagged me into trying a romance simulation game called Echoes of the Crimson Throne.I played it. Liked it more than I expected. I even completed it.And the next thing I knew… I woke up inside the game.Not as the hero.Not even as a love interest.I was now the personal attendant of Alice Draken—the villainess, the Prince’s fiancée, and the iron-fisted Ruler of the North.A woman whose downfall was guaranteed... unless I do something about it.