The Glorious Summoner - Chapter 1175 - -Getting Rich

Seventeen-year-old Dominic Hayes had always been a quiet dreamer—chained to hospital beds, IV drips, and the ticking clock of his diagnosis. Leukemia stole his strength, his youth, and finally, his life. But fate had one more surprise waiting for him beyond the veil.When Dominic awakens, it’s not to the afterlife he expected—but to the crashing waves and boundless power of the ocean itself. He has been reborn as Poseidon, the Greek God of the Sea. With divine power surging through his veins and immortality in his grasp, Dominic is no longer the dying boy in the hospital—he is a god.But power comes with purpose.As he grapples with his new identity, ancient forces stir. Old gods rise, long-buried secrets awaken, and the balance between realms begins to crack. Dominic must decide—will he embrace his divine fate and protect the world he once had to leave behind, or will he drown in the very depths of power he never asked for?In this epic journey of rebirth, grief, and second chances, Reincarnated as Poseidon is a tale of what it means to live, to lose, and to rise again with the fury of the tides.side characters :Zeus, Hades and Athena

Wang Cheng: Boss Chu, I think my mom will not agree two hundred percent with our affair, so I have a once-and-for-all proposal, do you want to hear it?

Chu Yifeng: Let’s hear it.

Wang Cheng: It’s very simple, why don’t we break up and not worry about anything?

Chu Yifeng: What you said is quite reasonable, but we can discuss this matter further in the bedroom.

Wang Cheng: …I’m just kidding. Look at my sincere face. How could I break up with you?

Chu Yifeng: It’s too late.

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I see dead people.But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special.For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos.Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living.Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit.My gift is granting wishes.I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price.I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness.But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client.I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything.After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice.My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it.My name is Hattie, welcome to my world.Would you like a cup of tea?

In the era of steam and mystery, becoming a correspondence student at the Thaumatology Academy was something Shad never thought of.

A whispering voice rang in my ears, who was reciting the poems of foreigners——

The old gods and aliens,

When the brassy rings of fate turn,

The golden runes are flickering.

steam surge,

the fire flickers,

Relic echoes,

The old gods revived.

The outstretched hand after the thick fog,

Pull back the hazy curtain of the crazy age.

Guests from afar explore the lands of the Old Continent,

Striking the melody of the next era.

Came here through the gate of time,

Shad put down his suitcase,

Look at the silvery moonlight overhead.

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