The Billionaire's Kept Woman - Chapter 295 - Future Step-Mom

[P.S No AI is used for this book!]In the year 2025, a sudden outbreak happened where humans are turning into monsters that would feast on another human. The word is zombie. They appeared in all major cities on the planet infecting millions by the day.Among them was Adrian, a college student who was about to go home after his class when suddenly zombies appeared out of nowhere. Of course like every human being who sensed danger, he ran and escaped. But minutes after he killed a zombie, an holographic interface appeared.[Modern Weapons Gacha activated!][Would you like to try out your luck in a modern weapon gacha system?]Adrian tested it since there’s nothing to lose.[Congratulations! You have received an M4A1 and a 5x fully loaded magazine!]With that, he found out that he has a gacha where he could potentially receive handguns, shotguns, assault rifles, machine guns, bazooka! Even a tank or an attack helicopter!With his new power, he would use it to kill zombies and hostile survivors, and save the people who were dear to him.And just like that, Adrian suddenly has a weapon to fight in a new apocalyptic world.

The newly graduated Gu Yi received a strange game console.He discovered that the things in the game console could not only manifest into reality but also that the characters he controlled inside were the ancestors of his own family.Gu Yi: “If I can't become wealthy in the present, then I'll start striving with my ancestors!”......

Ethan is a man nearing forty who has squandered his life behind a screen. Since his teenage years, he has poured everything into online games, chasing digital achievements while real life quietly passed him by. Now, with reality finally weighing on him, he realizes how empty his existence has become.Despite decades of obsession, he has only one thing to show for it: the #1 account in the world’s most popular MMORPG, Lost World Online—a fully immersive virtual game operated through neural-link technology. It is an account powerful enough to guarantee fame, sponsorships, and a second chance at life.But overnight… it vanishes.No warnings… No errors… His account simply ceases to exist.Ethan spends the entire night frantically searching for answers, contacting the developers through official forums, only to be told that nothing can be done. Without the account, even streaming or professional contracts are impossible. Exhausted and hollow, he finally gives up and falls asleep, deciding to forget his regret, half hoping everything would be a dream when he wakes up.When Ethan opens his eyes, he finds himself standing before the character creation screen of Lost World Online.It feels like a dream, yet his mind is clear, his body well responsive, not even like a game. Paying little attention, he goes ahead and creates a character and initiates the game.Then, his vision is swallowed by darkness.A violent rush of wind slams into him, and when his senses return, he is standing inside a bustling town from the game. Before he can question the missing opening cutscene—something that should always play after character creation—his attention is seized by the scene around him.The town was celebrating an Annual Festival. This was a festival that only ever occurred once, a festival that marked the first day Lost World Online was launched.Realizing the impossible, Ethan hurriedly calls up his system interface—only to find that there is no options menu, no settings, no log-out button…“This cannot be real.”

After Xia Feng transmigrated, his heart was mysteriously removed.In its place, a defective demon heart capable of sustaining life only for eighteen years was implanted.This is a magical heart that can sync with the power level of its target.To stay alive, he bound himself to the ultimate villain of the future, a Destructive Witch who was destined to destroy the world.The stronger the Destructive Witch becomes, the stronger he becomes!Thus, Xia Feng realized, it's not my fault for stirring up trouble: “Miss Witch, I admit you're strong, but not strong enough!”