Card Room - Chapter 541 - Evidence

Transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, I have become a 1000-year-old Man-Faced Demon Spider. Across from me is a guy claiming to be Tang San, chasing me down, demanding I become his third spirit ring! Should I fight back or run for my life? It’s urgent—waiting for advice online!

Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life.One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world.The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire.But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes.The Emperor loathed her.The mistress laughed at her.And the court whispered behind her back.Only she wasn’t truly alone.> “Finally, someone can see us!”“What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?”“Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.”Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace.When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court.Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity.> “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.”And Heaven sided with her.Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace.> “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.”“If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken.The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm.> “This is not palace fare,” he muttered.“It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.”Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead.From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured.Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm.Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire.She would not simply survive.She would rise.And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.

Talents.Supernatural abnormalities that changed the genetic make up of most people in the world today, no one knows how it came into this world, but before we knew it, the abnormalities became normal.They were the foundation the modern society was built on, the fuel to humanity's existence. Then they came along, heroes.In Nova City, also known as the Capital of the Awakened, where massive enterprises and these talent-made heroes ruled with power and influence, regular people were just victims of the everyday battle between these so-called heroes and villains.Years ago, in the middle of this Chaotic relationship, I, Mason Harris — a regular 18 year old kid who had always looked up to these heroes, aspire to be just like them even without awakening any talent, lost my parents in a crossfire between these heroes and villains.Since then, I lost any aspirations I had, any admiration I harbored. Till one day, I came across a strange system that changed my life forever, and I awakened a talent.That Talent's Name was Nanoforge.Because of it, I was linked to the greatest technological system known to mankind, create state of the art weaponry out of thin air? Easy. Hack into the universe's most elite security system? Piece of cake.But I didn't go unnoticed, soon enough corporate organizations,hero agencies and even alien warlords from all over the universe wanted me gone at any cost, so if they wanted to wage a war against me, bring it on.I have no desire to become a hero anymore, but with this system, I am justice.The battle to stop the injustice caused by these so-called heroes, it wasn't just the city's fight anymore, it was mine. He made sure of that the day he watched my parents die.

In the legends that were told, ten thousand years ago the twelve demon kings wreaked havoc upon the world, almost completely destroying it. Ten thousand years later, the late arriving Bella discovered that she had been screwed over by her reincarnation, the ranks of the Saviors are already filled and she has to change teams in order to pass the days. Having her gender changed into a beautiful girl… she endured that, not being able to join the righteous side and obtain cheat abilities… she endured, but what she could not endure, was that the world that she had transmigrated to was toxic beyond belief. No one here does their rightful jobs properly, be they heroes, demon kings, or creator gods… in fact, Bella felt as if they all had also started with the wrong faction!