Transmigrating from a zombie world to become the mecha kings wife - Chapter 662: Rooting them out.

This isn’t the struggle of an empire, nor the tempest of another world, and definitely not a cultivation story. This is actually a super serious (not really), super hard sci-fi novel about saving the world. Take what I’m saying seriously.(Don’t)

Okay, it’s really just a bunch of slippery leaders and their deceptive emperor having a fun time saving the world everyday.

An unmotivated otaku is transformed into the Emperor of an ancient intergalactic magic sci-fi empire, and with the aura of a stay-at-home dad, he is similar to an uncle who adopts an army of lolis. This is the hilarious story of an otaku and his freeloading army that appeared out of nowhere. Once again, this is a super serious story. This is a super-ultra-serious sci-fi story.

Have fun 😉

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When Ren Sheng is being hunted, in order to not fall into the hands of his enemies he decides to jump into the crack of space and time. Unexpectedly, he crossed into the future and was forced to substitute as a bride while he was still in a coma.

When he wakes up, he actually has a husband… Ren Sheng is extremely satisfied.

Such a delicious nourishment, this is his first time seeing it! Really want to root up ah ah ah!

As a result Lord Marshal, who was sick in bed, had a “little wife” who has been touching him all day and drooling over him.

Transmigration? A Chong Xi Marriage? Sickly husband? How worse can this get?

Mo Qian Xue now lives in a soddy, destitute, small house with broken furnitures. The grass had grown wild and unruly from lack of proper care. The rice pot in the kitchen, it’s left empty. Well, this mess seemed quite manageable, however, why is it they only have one quilt in the house?

Not only does she serve her husband food and refreshments during the day, does she need to make sure he’s well “fed” at night too?

“It’s getting late now… we should go to bed. Said the sickly husband. She simply closed the door, turned off the lights, and went straight to sleep.

“If you dare move, I’ll kick you out of the bed!” She threatened.

In the end, the man still managed to wrap himself around her no matter how she resisted. The sickly husband wasn’t as weak as he appeared to be!

Mo Qian Xue worked hard to become rich. She built workshops, opened factories, one aided by her sickly husband towards prosperity. Fortunately, she could live a peaceful life far from bickering relatives, but then, much to her dismay, she still had to deal with the villagers knocking on her door.

So they want her money? They want her position as a wife? Since when was she, Mo Xian Que easy to bully?! They want to make her lose face? Alright, let them come a little closer then… give them a…. slap!

Zhou Xu, who had just graduated from college, suddenly received a call from his father.

“My son, since you have grown up, there are some things that a father should tell you.”

Zhou Xu: “Dad, how do you speak in a succinct manner? Half white or not, what TV series are you watching?”

“My son, it’s a showdown for my father. For my father, you are a giant of the devil. You are the son of the devil.”

Zhou Xu: “…Dad, I’m hanging up, I’m busy.”

“Wait, there’s one last thing. Aren’t you too young? Your mother arranged a blind date for you. See you.”

Zhou Xu: “Who is it?”

“Like you, the devil goddess at the opposite door.”

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