Slave Harem in the Labyrinth of the Other World - Chapter 162

#Let you survive in the wilderness, do you live broadcast and raise cats? #

#Thought you came to make up the numbers, you show off the whole network? #

Song Qingyou traveled through dozens of times to survive, and finally returned to the original world. She originally wanted to lay down the salted fish, but was forced to participate in the wilderness survival due to the current situation.

But after “picking up” the cat, her painting style is completely different from others:

What other people bring at the beginning: straight knife, lighter…

Song Qingyou: A cat.

When others exhausted themselves to climb the tree to pick the fruit,

Song Qingyou: Grill fish for the cat.

While others toiled to rebuild the shelter,

Song Qingyou: Make a nest for the cat.

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Everyone was waiting to see Song Qingyou being taught by nature to be a human being, but it turned out that she turned Survival in the Wilderness into a vacation mode and became popular all over the Internet.

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Song Qingyou thought her cat was just a little smarter, until one day the cat turned into a living person…

Later, Song Qingyou was photographed going in and out with President Jiang.

Song Qingyou opened a live broadcast to clarify: “It was just an accident, not a relationship.”

Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Zhihan, who once again regained his human form, walked past the camera, causing hot searches.

Song Qingyou stood up and explained: “Ordinary friends, no cohabitation.”

Just after finishing speaking, Jiang Zhihan appeared again in a bathrobe: “The shower gel at home is gone, remember to buy the kind from last time.”

Song Qingyou responded subconsciously: “Okay”

Fans & passers-by who are watching the live broadcast: …

#You really didn’t fall in love, you guys just got married, right? ! #

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A low-level civil servant. An F-class hunter. Yoon Seora thought that’s how she would live for the rest of her life.Until one day she was thrown into a dungeon alone.“System, you f*cking son of a b*tch!”The moment death was right around the corner, everything was turned upside down by her cry that burst out unconsciously.[Checking information about ‘Yoon Seora’, the awakened who uttered abusive language at the system administrator] [Do you wish to sign a contract with the system administrator?]​So I happily signed a contract with the little system administrator who had appeared out of nowhere…【The overall evaluation value is readjusted.】【The Awakened ‘Yoon Seora’ (S-class)】​Wait a minute, Administrator-nim.You didn’t mention I would jump from F to S-class.【Administrator: (´ ε ` ʃƪ)♡】【Administrator: ♡ (ʃƪ ˘ ³˘)】【Administrator: (ง・▽・)ว】In addition, this administrator who overuses emoticons is too unreliable.Whatever. By being an S-class I was going to quit being a dirty civil servant who always works overtime.“I’ve never seen you in the past. Who are you?”“Hi, I’m a contractor for the world administrator.”​“I have never seen you before. Who are you?”“Hello? I am the world administrator’s contractor.”Somehow, I ended up in the center of an incident where the world is filled left and right with returnees. Can I really quit?Resignation Difficulty SSS+. Stay alive, office worker!

The Thousand-Year Clan, the Ten-Thousand-Year Battle, deities play games with mortals' lives, fostering myriad tribes like nurturing parasites — with defeat meaning oblivion and victory ensuring sole survival.Only the one who prevails can earn the gods' faint smile.A youth named Qin Chuan, endowed with the power to stop time, leads humanity into the battlefield of countless races, only to discover that this is not their first foray onto this battleground...

Teotihuacan, a sacred place of worship. In the vast world, feel the quaint and desolate ancient city, and the eagle cries and the leopard roars are chasing away.

Go back to Central America 700 years ago, when the Aztecs were very prosperous.

The priests stood at the top of the pyramid of the sun. One hundred thousand warriors covered the entire wilderness. fluttering. The high priest held his hands high, and the obsidian dagger gleamed in the sun, drawing a cruel and gorgeous arc, bringing the cycle of life back to the earth. Tens of thousands of cheers sounded, with the reverence of the ignorant era.

This was a gift dedicated to the sun god, in return for the sacrifice of the gods in creating the world.

Solemn sacrifices from sunrise to sunset, all-night revelry ignited the whole night, and so on for a hundred years, until white-skinned terrors came from the east coast, bringing blood, thunder, monsters, and disease.

Doomsday, as legend has it, or the end of the Fifth Era?

How can a traveler, in this fierce era, inherit the legacy of two thousand years of ancient Mesoamerican civilization, resist the invasion of Western colonizers with an immortal soul, and lead the ancient Aztec civilization to a new path ~~

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