A Regressor’s Tale of Cultivation - Chapter 636: Heavenly Venerable Hunting (2)

In modern society, a 24-year-old ordinary young man Reid managed to avoid a dump truck and declined the invitation to the reincarnation space, only to be sent to the Marvel Universe by a computer malfunction. There, he obtained the DC role-playing system. As a result, the Marvel Universe got a taste of the darkness from the DC Universe.In order to protect the Wayne Corporation, Alfred pulled the trigger on the executives supporting the IPO.To eliminate the mutant threat, he allowed Jean Grey to be infected with the Joker infection.Captain Marvel, who served as the cosmic police, could never have imagined that the Martian Manhunter, who followed her in fighting against the Kree empire, had been secretly controlling her mind all along.“I am indeed playing the role of a hero,” Reid did not deny this. “However, it's a hero that belongs to me.”When the threat was finally neutralized and the Justice League ascended the podium, people realized they had already been shrouded in injustice.

In the year 3021 of the Western calendar, the last world war broke out and the earth was destroyed.
A group of survivors left their homes to settle on new planets. New races, new classes are born. Cities began to be built, countries rose one after another, conflicts between different races intensified, and social order was re-established…
The transformation from a survivor to an aggressor was but a moment.
This is a world where the strong are respected and the fittest survive.
Shang Ping was reborn from the earth in the 21st century to this planet. The moment he woke up, his fate had already begun to change.

Content Labels: Strong Soul Conversion Court Marquis Heaven’s Chosen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Shang Ping ┃ Supporting roles: Solan Edrich, Liu Xi, Austin ┃ Others: future time and space, battleship, interstellar war, rebirth, distant starry sky

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Hunted for the Alchemical Book in her hand - Mu Ruyue wakes up in the body of a wastrel in Shenwu Continent - a martial arts dominated world.Her fiancé has jilted her in favor of her foster sister.Her father condones her abuse.Her younger sister wishes she was never born.And the whole country ridicules and insults her for being a first-rate wastrel.Wastrel? Not at all. With the Alchemical Book in her hand, what pills and elixirs can't she refine?Jilted? She'd rather marry the pure and innocent Ghost King, Ye Wuchen.----Mu Ruyue: Stop calling me Sister!Ye Wuchen: Can I call you Wife then?Mu Ruyue: Not that either!Ye Wuchen: (about to cry)Mu Ruyue: (sighs) Suit yourself.Ye Wuchen then leans forward and kisses the corners of her lips.Mu Ruyue: …Did a child just steal her first kiss?----Brother 1: Let her go!Brother 2: She is my mother, why should I let go of her!Brother 1: Don't ever think of robbing my mother!Mu Ruyue: Let me introduce you, Jing'er, this is your younger brother. Huang'er, this is your elder brother.Huang'er: Mother, this stupid boy bullied me. He's not my brother.Jing'er: Little guy, from now on, you must listen to me.Ye Wuchen: (How exactly do these two regard him? They dare fight over his wife in front of him...)

I seem to have reincarnated in the world of an r-rated romance fantasy novel. And not just as an ordinary character, but as the witch who loses her life to the crazy male lead!

Luckily there is a long 200 years until the main characters are born and grow into their roles.

Now that my life is not in imminent danger, shall we leisurely think of ways to avoid death?

However, I had not taken notice of a very important detail about the time I’d be spending ‘safe from imminent danger’. 200 years was by no means a short waiting period and by the time the younger version of the male lead appeared in front of me , I had completely forgotten the original novel’s plot!

Oh, whatever, now that it’s come to this, the only way to survive is to raise the male lead into a sane and stable adult! The first step to avoiding death by the hands of the tyrant male lead is changing this extremely frightened child’s life.

“It must be very inconvenient for you to have me suddenly show up on your doorstep, I’m sorry. You can tell me to go away, I’ll be fine.”

“Nonsense. Do I look like someone who could be inconvenienced by a little boy like you? Also, what do you mean by you’ll be fine even if told to go away? It’s not like you have anywhere to go back to, kid.”

The little boy burst into tears.

‘Oh, this is so not it.’ Was what the witch thought to herself as the little boy sobbed