Rebirth: Leading Families to Survive in the Apocalypse - Chapter 115 - One Hundred and Fifteen: I Also Have Space

Qin Ran grew up in the countryside. She disappeared for one year and lost a year of high school.

One year later, she was taken to Yuncheng by her biological mother to attend school.

Her mother said: your stepfather is from a prestigious family, your big brother is a genius, your younger sister is a top student, you must not lose their faces.

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Everyone of status in the capital has received a warning from Cheng family’s Junye: Junye’s wife is from the countryside; she doesn’t understand the circle, doesn’t understand the current circumstances, doesn’t understand the financial markets. Her character is very… in short, please excuse me.

Until one day, Junye investigated a big shot, his subordinates looked at the sockpuppet that had come off her while she said she knew nothing about it… they sank into a bewildered silence.

It was probably a story of two big shots trying to hide their sockpuppets so that the other didn’t feel inferior.

In the “Multiverse of Gods,” Sunny, a mundane delivery man, is thrust into a new reality as the god Cosmos.He is tasked with cultivating a barren, water-filled planet named Veridia, armed only with a formidable but initially useless SSS-grade talent, “Skill-Resonance,” which allows him to copy skills from his planet's lifeforms every 100 planetary years.Sunny's journey begins with him using his divine power to create the first microscopic life, a single algae, and manipulate his world's accelerated time to foster evolution.As life flourishes on Veridia, so do the challenges. Sunny discovers the gods are not merely creators but participants in a high-stakes game.A global notification warns of daily “misfortunes” that will plague their worlds, forcing them to use precious Faith points to protect their creations.The stakes are raised further when he realizes the multiverse is a finite space and that gods will eventually be forced to clash with each other.To prepare for this inevitable conflict, he must accelerate his world's development, creating powerful demigod creatures to serve as defenders.The story follows Sunny as he navigates the cutthroat world of the gods, strategically using his cunning and limited resources to build a thriving civilization and prepare for the ultimate fight for survival against forces both natural and divine.Author's NoteThank you for reading my novel. I'm excited to share this world with you and hope you enjoy the journey of Sunny, a normal guy who becomes a god and tries to cultivate a world from scratch while facing challenges from other gods and the universe itself.This story is a testament to the idea that even with a seemingly useless talent, a person can achieve greatness through cunning and hard work.I look forward to hearing your thoughts and continuing to build this story together.

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