Xyrin Empire - Chapter 39 - Lying and Mind Control

Way, way, and very way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals.And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army.Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too.My Talent's Name Was Generator.Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like.So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me?Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back.I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls.

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The little beggar Qiqi was reborn.

Back when she was four and a half years old, on the eve of being beaten into a fool, she was burdened, and she took her arrogant system “Dandan” with her, and started the journey of Gou Fugui.

Since the arrival of Qiqi, the poorest Taoxi Village within a radius of ten miles, the barren land has become fertile, the crops have been bumper, and the villagers have less pain.

Seeing the small bungalows being built in Taoxi Village, the old parents came to the door and wanted to take Qiqi back.

The female entrepreneur who stayed at Qiqi’s house to eat, drink, and never left, sneered coldly: “I didn’t ask you to settle the account of stealing my daughter, and now I dare to come to the door, looking for death!”

The wealthy and powerful person who stalks Qiqi’s family, his eyes are as cold as blades: “Want to have a relationship with my daughter? You are also worthy!”

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Xiao Li, the crown prince in the Beijing circle, is surly and surly. He has a fierce reputation and no one dares to provoke him. A car accident gave him frequent nightmares. In his dreams, he turned into a ghost system!

Xiao Li became irritable online.

Later, at the dinner party of the Yan family, the top wealthy family in the capital, countless people saw the misogynistic crown prince hugging the delicate and soft little princess of the Yan family, his eyes were scarlet, “So you are here. ”

The little princess stammered, “You, you are, Eggy?”

The man froze, gritted his teeth and smiled sinisterly, “I, yes, you, man!”

(Also known as “Peerless Beauty, Miserable, Weak and Poor X Peerless Villain’s Spare Tire Prince’s Road to Recovery”)

- Description from novelbuddy

In the residence of the Duke of Zhenguo, the legitimate young miss, known for her icy demeanor, had transformed overnight.She, who usually regarded no one, woke up to confront anyone she saw with a few harsh words, using her frail body to intimidate so much that no one dared to touch her.Afterwards, this legitimate young miss began taking on retainers, nurturing powerful officials, engaging in commerce, and recruiting troops… Every act so shocking and audacious, it defied the norms and provoked fear in all who spoke of her!Yan Wanqing was seen as an enchantress and a disaster by the people, a thorn in the flesh and a nail in the eye that the ministers wanted desperately removed, an entity everyone shunned as if she were a venomous snake.Only the Crown Prince Mingyue, descending from the divine altar, in the dark, godless alleys, grasped her neck and repeatedly asked her, “Will you marry me or not?”