Sage of Humanity - Chapter 392 - 390: Why is it a Gang Fight?

On the wedding night, she was tied to his bed.

[No CP] + [Group Pet] + [Cute Baby] + [Vest] + [Live Variety Show] + [System] + [Ancient Wu] + [Shuangwen]

Not long after Gu Miaomiao was born, she was bound to the ancient martial arts system. As a result, she encountered turbulent time and space and went to ancient times. She became a little heroine under the apprenticeship. When he was four and a half years old, he returned to modern times and started a journey to find relatives.

Knowing that Dingliu is going to bring his younger sister to live broadcast a variety show with his baby, netizens expressed that Dingliu’s personality will definitely collapse, and they sympathized with his sister in advance.

Scene 1: The top is lying on the bed, and the dumpling lifts the quilt

Netizen: It’s over, it’s over, Dingliu wakes up so angry, he will definitely curse

Tuanzi: Second brother, Miaomiao is very hungry, can you cook for Miaomiao?

Top stream: coming soon

Netizen: This is not the top stream I know!

Scene 2: The top-ranking grabs the ingredients and falls into the water

Netizen: Top class black history, take a screenshot quickly

Tuanzi: Second brother, don’t be afraid, Miaomiao is here to save you

A simple floating on the water, the dumpling landed safely with the top stream, and the other hand was still holding a vegetable basket

Netizen: Hurry up and take a screenshot of Miao Miao Heroine’s highlight moment!

Scene 3: Children collect ingredients in the village

Netizen: The top class will definitely urge my sister to collect more points and perform well

In fact, a top streamer followed secretly, for fear that his sister would be bullied.

Netizen: So you are such a top class!

- Description from novelbuddy

The world is diverse and flourishing. Humanity has changed, and with it, brought in a new era of prosperity. Males and females still exist, but the spectrum from which humanity is cast has broadened. With the introduction of alpha, omega, and beta, humanity has evolved even further.In such a word, Dr. Andrew Knox, known environmental researcher, is happy being a beta male. It has made his life easier by being middle ground, and as much as some wish he was one way or the other, he’s happy being who he is. Thriving even.He works in a world renowned research facility. He makes friends easily, and his projects are always funded. He even found someone who he thinks he could end up marrying if things continue in the right direction.That, and the vacant house next to his apartment building gets bought by a new neighbour. A cute, but cautious omega who relies on Andrew as a beta for help. Andrew couldn’t be happier. He loves being a helper, and loves when people rely on him.All in all, Andrew really thinks he has everything made.That is, until a research project with shoddy data is thrown back into his face that he has no recollection of working on, and all of his reputation disintegrates in between one heartbeat and the next.Heartbroken, it isn’t until Andrew wakes up, chained to a wall that everything becomes clear. He becomes a test subject to one of the scientists that he trusted. That he expected would never harm him.The life he had known, where he was a respected researcher was ripped out from underneath him. His identity and everything he’s ever known is stolen from him from a crazed researcher who he had trusted, maybe even loved.He has to relearn who he is, what he is, from scratch.Thankfully, he has one person in his corner. He just never expected to have to rely on someone whose shoulders were so small.This is an a/b/o story, and will have those tropes associated with it. I hope you enjoy :)

She died in her prime as the Queen of Song.

After being reincarnated, she becomes a simple trainee.

Losing her former glory? It doesn’t matter—no one can compete with her voice as a beautiful singer.

Mocked by her lowly birth? It doesn’t matter—her true identity is enough to make the whole world tremble.

She owes huge debts? It doesn’t matter…

A powerful boss once whispered to her, “Your debt will disappear if you become my woman.”

But the proud her would reply, “I’m sorry. I would sell my art, but not myself.”