Rewriting My Fate in the Apocalypse - Chapter 77: Don’t Show Sympathy

In a world where most wolves her age have already found their mates and embraced their destined roles, one she-wolf remains unmated—not out of bitterness, but because a deeper calling stirs within her. Haunted by a vivid dream that feels more like a prophecy than a passing vision, she begins to question whether her life was meant for more than becoming someone’s Luna. As her family pleads for caution, she stands at a crossroads: remain in the safety of the familiar, or follow the pull of fate into the unknown, where purpose, danger, and destiny await.

Reborn in the early 1980s, what Lin Xia wished to do was to be “idle” to the extreme, and so wealthy that it dripped off of her...Having another chance at life, all she wanted was for her brother to live a long life of a hundred years, her younger brother to attend university, and to set up a small business for her sister;Yet, why were two highly eligible men taking turns to express their feelings for her?

The hidden dragon stirred from its sleep, the fierce tiger descended the mountain! Ye Wudao, following his master's orders, crossed into the mortal world, his medical skills so advanced they could reverse fate, his divine magic alone dominating the universe. Whoever dared touch my dragon scales, regardless of their power or status, was met with instant death!

Crossing to a garbage star in the interstellar age, Ji Yu is so poor that she is about to plow the soil and eat it, but… the soil is poisonous and can’t be eaten… There is no way, she can only lower her body to pick up the garbage, sell it and sell it. of……

For example, no one wants such beautiful grass seeds. Pick up a bead and sell it online.

But as soon as I posted it on the Internet, someone made a negative comment: “All the grass seeds and fruits are sold. Are you crazy to think about money?”

A few days later, the man slammed the wall in regret: “Kneel and beg you to sell me one grass seed and fruit, only one! One is fine.”

Ji You said coldly: “Not for sale!”

For another example, these shattered stones on the street are so shiny that nobody wants them. Pick them up, polish them into bracelets, and sell them on the Internet.

The crowd made nasty words: “Broken rocks are all sold, haven’t you seen the money?”

A few days later, everyone wept bitterly and said, “I have no eyes, I am clumsy, such a beautiful and beautiful stone, please beg me for one.”

Ji You said, “It’s gone.”

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