Transmigrated To Another World: General, I'm Not Your White Moonlight - Chapter 366: Decision

Ye Chen was an honest and hardworking man, but he caught his girlfriend who was having an affair with a wealthy second generation, because of his sadness he decided to return to his hometown to calm down, while on his way he met a god cultivator and ended up being his student . After that his life began to change, on the right and left arms holding the Beautiful girl, from the start of the School flower, rich young women, beautiful teachers, beauty Ceo, famous beauty stars, beautiful goddesses. one by one the women came to him

April 4th.

The apocalypse descended, mountains and rivers shattered, and the human world turned into purgatory.

April 5th.

“Brother Wang Tao, before I die, I ask you for a favor, please take care of my wife…”

April 7th.

Wang Tao unexpectedly discovered that he could not only see the HP bars of living creatures but also that the creatures he killed would drop loot!

“Rest in peace, Big Brother. I will definitely take good care of your wife!”

【Sweetness & Bittersweetness + Mutual Redemption + Love Over Time】Xia Zhi got married to He Jinnan, with whom she had a one-night stand. He Jinnan is handsome, good-natured, gentle, and considerate towards her. He takes care of her, transfers money when she's out, and helps her deal with mean people. In every matter, he strives for perfection. Xia Zhi is deeply immersed in his love and believes she will grow old with him. Until one day, she sees the woman standing behind him, the woman that bewitches him, and she realizes that everything has been an illusion. She hands him the divorce agreement: “Let's part ways and wish each other well.” He embraces her and says, “Wife, you've stolen my heart; how can I be well?”

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”