Aetheral Space - Chapter 19:2.1: Yoslof

Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a lead performer even if he just sat there and did nothing.

When a gas tank exploded, Jian Qingqing transmigrated into the body of a little girl who had just died of starvation. Looking at the skinny, starving family living in a worn-down house that did little to shield them from the rainstorm outside, Jian Qingqing felt that she would soon die again. But she hadn’t expected her kitchen to follow her through time. Looking at the abundance of supplies in it, Jian Qingqing’s eyes lit up. Great! She wasn’t going to die this time!

Using the supplies in the kitchen, Jian Qingqing led her family as they opened up the land for farming and building houses. Unexpectedly, the high-yield grains led the entire country out of poverty. Everyone praised Miss Jian as a God that had descended to earth! She developed a method to process coarse salt into fine salt so that people could eat it with ease. The Emperor’s face was filled with tears as he said, “Miss Jian is really my lucky star!”

In the end, the whole world was unified and shouted, “All of this is due to Miss Jian’s hard work!”

Jian Qingqing said, “I just like to grow crops. I didn’t do anything!”

After her success, Jian Qingqing planned to find a nice, obedient husband to bring home. But what was up with the legendary prince who was ruthless, indifferent, and could stop children from crying? Why was he always appearing beside her?

Ming Zhiyan said, “I’m nice and obedient. Why don’t you marry me, Qingqing?”

Looking at the man who was clearly a wolf pretending to be an obedient dog, Jian Qingqing fell into deep thought.

Ning Zheng has transmigrated into a cultivation world and is able to reap fortune the native inhabitants--ghosts and cultivators. After using a large amount of fortune he stores, he could now summon players into this world and exploit their fortune as well. He thought ghosts were the most dreadful thing he ever met before he sees what the players are doing.“This Sword Casting Manor reminds me of Paru Simulator.”“Mining, smithing, moving bricks, building houses.”“We live as blacksmiths, we die as material for casting and our souls could be used as Artifact Spirits.”

The emperor had fallen, the Buddha had perished.The people had hoped he would save the world.Yet they forgot that he was the greatest demon of this world.The new book “This Martial Artist Is Too Fierce” has been released, and you are welcome to add it to your collection and read it.