Poisoning the World The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife - Chapter 482 - Gripping Her Wrist

After his first college party, Dallion woke up in a small room without doors or windows. Next thing he knew, he woke up as an “awakened” in a small medieval village in the middle of nowhere. Now all he needs to do is figure what the heck is going on. And what’s the big deal with being awakened anyway?!

How did I become an F1 driver?Qin Miao discovered that he had the talent to become a top e-sports driver.Just during the college entrance examination period, he played with the simulator in his spare time and was surprised to find that he had the ability to compete with other professional e-sports drivers.You should know that he just played casually and had this ability. If he settled down to practice, Qin Miao would definitely have a bright future on the road of e-sports drivers.Qin Miao was ready to take the path of an e-sports driver if he failed the college entrance examination.But on a very ordinary day, Qin Miao gained a system.However, Qin Miao was still sensible. Even if he got the system, it was unlikely for him to become a formal F1 driver.Because when he got the system, he was already 19 years old and hadn't been exposed to anything related to racing before the age of 19.Two years later:Xiaozhou: There is no doubt that Qin Miao is a very talented driver, but I feel that racing is just a profession for him, his real hobby is live streaming and playing games.Lock: Qin? Just a second-generation Kimi.But then again, he plays CSGO really well, it was he who boosted my Earth.Old Man: Qin is a pure person, his life is only about racing... and video games.Dutch White-eyed Wolf: I have nothing to say about him.Bi Hai: If he spent half the time he uses to play games on the simulator, his achievements now would be far beyond this!Horner: I really appreciate Qin, he is a natural-born F1 driver and also a pure person, I very much hope he can join Red Bull and become one of us.

Emir, a 24-year-old man, finds himself reincarnated as a newborn into a post-apocalyptic world of peril and hardship, where monsters and humans fight an unending battle for survival.

He now resides within the very pages of a novel he once read—a narrative fated for a tragic conclusion, a narrative that granted him an early death.

Diving deeper into the realm of hunters, he unravels layers of the tale that far surpass what he once thought of as a simple novel.

He realizes the truth of the massive world he resides in and that he is but a speck of dust under its control.

However, he was at least acquainted with the rules of this captivating game before it fully consumed him.

Now, no longer content with mere survival, he seeks to dominate over the very fabric of this unforgiving universe.

Within its expanse, Ancient Clans, Galactic Federations, and Factions preside over colossal ruins that dwarf the concept of life itself.

He ascends through these entities’ diminished versions as they leave a mark on his journey.

This causes him to grow from the pawn he once was, as he drives himself relentlessly to unravel the boundaries of Aether—the essence that binds their reality—in his pursuit to seize his starless destiny at any cost, earning him the epithet “Prince Of The Fallen.”

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In a humble village untouched by ambition, ​Hua Jin lives an idyllic life as the adored daughter of a farming family—a rarity in an era where sons reign supreme. Content with her simple joys and doting kin, she dreams only of peace… until the skies turn vengeful.But Hua Jin has a secret: a mystical space brimming with untold resources. While others scramble when droughts scorch crops, floods drown kingdoms, and plagues darken horizons, she smirks. “We’ve got this.”Yet survival isn’t just about hoarding grain. With her family’s unwavering love as her shield, Hua Jin masterminds a laid-back revolution: turning their farm into a fortress, bartering wit for wealth, and outsmarting fate itself. Who needs panic when you’ve got a lazy genius with infinite storage and a clan that laughs in the face of doom?