Reawakened with a Dual Survival System in the Apocalypse. - Chapter 7: Misplaced feelings.

I don’t know when, there is an extra mysterious area in the world that connects all the different planes, illusion. Here you can get countless wealth, beautiful beauties with different styles, and powerful powers that can destroy the world.

Countless people who seek their dreams and ambitions come here. Some laugh, some cry, some live, some die. This is the paradise of the strong. Here is the hell of the weak. And our story starts from the moment when a young man who has the most mysterious EX bloodlines in the whole fantasy world is born again seven years ago.

- Description from PhoenixPhantom

Perhaps the paintings in a museum are subjected to more nonsense than you would hear anywhere else in the world.The language that comes out of an artist’s life is the painting itself. It contains the most ordinary lives that know failure, desire, recoiling in fear, and compromise.Learning is about understanding that language. We miss much of what the paintings speak because there is no way to ask the long-dead painters about the philosophy of their lives.In an alleyway in the residential area of Jongno, there’s a peculiar art gallery. This place enables us to transcend such limitations. By sheer coincidence, I ended up visiting that place and began living an entirely different life.

In the world of dragons and snakes, the talented but congenitally sick martial arts master was reborn as the sole heir of the 19th-century Canadian manor owner. He thought he would make money by practicing boxing, but he took advantage of the industrial revolution to become a giant of the times. The opened template.

In the end, the original owner was a hopelessly sick and consumptive ghost! I am still a bastard having an affair with a gardener…

Wait, what’s up with the claw?

James Howlett looked at the bone claws protruding from between his fingers, and became more and more worried about his future.

- Description from novelbuddy

Juvenile Qin Chen, the star gate was taken, repaired as abolished, but it was awakened to the memory of the nine ninth, and opened the tenth journey of the sky. Wanjie is a book, I write a pen and write a thousand worlds. The hundred fields are mountains, my heart is the sea, and I walk out of the heavens. Hand Optimus, foot on the ground, this world, I am the emperor, who, dare not to accept?

- Description from sobiquge.com