Book Eater - Chapter 410: Era of Peace (10)

In an apocalyptic world where resources are limited and only the rich gets to survive, money is not a want; It's a need.Terrence Ardwil is a man who has been loyal to the government his entire life. He is part of the “Mission for Life” unit— a unit created to lessen the human's total population in the hope of making humanity survive even longer.He was already satisfied with how he lived until an incident happened that resulted in his unfortunate death.When he thought he had died, he suddenly fell from the sky and woke up 2 years back in time.Be it getting rich, saving humanity, or building his own empire? With the special system he acquired, he is determined to make everything possible in his second life![Ding! The Money Making System has successfully chosen you!]

The original novel for the short drama 'A Promise of a Joyful Life,' now available.Five years ago, she was forced by her family to take the fall and was imprisoned, even giving birth to twin boys in jail.Five years later, she marries a dying man in a coma to ward off bad luck. Everyone thought Eliza Sutton was finished, but who knew that Eliza Sutton would transform into a big shot with multiple identities.Shane Lockwood cornered her against the wall: “Mrs. Lockwood, are you having fun playing with me?”Eliza Sutton reluctantly replied, “It's alright, I guess.”Shane Lockwood took Eliza Sutton's hand: “It seems Mrs. Lockwood doesn't think I'm trying hard enough. Tonight, I'll make you even happier.”

She was originally the young miss of the Marquis Estate, but became a peasant girl due to a mixed-up at birth.

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital’s royal square, took in someone else’s cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era’s brilliance... “Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?” Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.