Endless Transmigration: These Shitty Lives are Killing Me - Chapter 175: Jacuzzi?

Li Che had transmigrated and, after living nineteen ordinary years, he opted to accept his fate, marrying and having children, striving to support his family.But the moment his daughter was born....Through his daughter, he rose in status, and his life was no longer ordinary....With his daughter’s safe birth, you gained a Dao Fruit, “Immortal Artisan”.When his daughter turned one, safe and sound, you gained the Dao Fruit “Dragon Elephant Vajra”.At his daughter's age of two, free from illness and disaster, he gained a Dao Fruit, “Pure Heart”.By the time his daughter was three, lively and clever, he gained a Dao Fruit, “Chess Saint”.His daughter was four, five, six years old.......Li Che discovered that with each passing year of his daughter’s age, he could condense a Dao Fruit to enhance himself.From then on, Li Che harbored a simple and unpretentious wish.A Dao Fruit a year, quietly safeguarding longevity.As a father, he only wished...Starting from the warmth of his wife and child by the hearth, to peacefully protect his daughter's immortality.Silently condensing countless Dao Fruits.Henceforth cultivating his spirit, invincible between heaven and earth.

I was sixteen when the gods abandoned me.The Blessing Ritual was supposed to grant me power, a divine gift to carve my future. Instead, I received nothing. No abilities. No hope. Just another nameless soul left to rot in a world ruled by strength.Fine. If the gods wouldn’t bless me, I’d make my own power.For ten years, I clawed my way forward, experimenting with forces no human should touch. I pushed too far—and it killed me.Then I woke up.Sixteen again. Back at the Ritual. But this time, something changed.Time bends at my will. Blood moves when I command it.The gods still won’t acknowledge me, but it doesn’t matter. This world isn’t fair, and I’ve stopped playing by its rules. Faith and Chaos clash in my veins, and I will use them both.They wanted a Chosen Hero, someone to dance to their tune.Well, too bad for them—I’ll carve my own fate.

Ye Qingge, a 22nd century dual-material firearms master, wears it!

Encountered a vicious aunt?

Ye Qingge unhurriedly took out a gun, and after shooting…

My aunt is crying!

Encountered a group of vicious bandits?

Ye Qingge unhurriedly took out a machine gun, and after firing…

Bandits cry!

Encounter an enemy army with wolf ambitions?

Ye Qingge unhurriedly resisted a shoulder-fired rocket, after launching…

Army cry!

Couldn’t help but look up and ask the sky, is there no one who can restrain her?

The emperor of a certain country who looks at the common people like nothing: let me try

A certain uncle who looks like a banished fairy on the outside and has a black belly on the inside: I will try it too

Ye Qingge: Do you choose a pistol, a machine gun, or a rocket?

A certain emperor: …

A certain uncle: …

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I heard that Xiao Guo’s “ghost-faced” general who uses soldiers like a god and has first-class marksmanship is actually a woman?

Prince Zhou Guo on the battlefield: “Woman? No more fights, no more fights, I want to get married!”

A romantic emperor from the southern kingdom: “I happen to be short of a fierce queen, so that I can suppress the harem.”

A certain prince with white veils in the Xiao Kingdom: Sorry for being late.

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One-sentence introduction: After traveling back from the cultivation world, I went back to my hometown to farm and start a live broadcast to sell vegetables!

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Song Tan, who failed to cultivate the golden elixir to cross the tribulation, returned to modern times and found himself at the scene of a series of car accidents. He only escaped death with the help of his benefactor.

After waking up, the fairy Song Tan played with her mobile phone: I like this world!

Facing the computer with dull eyes and engaging in PPT, Song Tan: Destroy this world!

It is impossible to do PPT, so I can only go back to my hometown to farm.

Relying on his own experience in cultivating immortals, Song Tan built landscape gardens, harvested wild vegetables, farm meals, picked cucumbers, broadcasted live broadcasts, and sold mountain delicacies…

Until one day, she saw her savior—the man whose face was blown off halfway while saving her.

Song Tan looked at the other party’s wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, and then at the other half of his handsome face. Thinking of his two lifetimes as a single dog, he thought:

I heard that the double-cultivation secret method of the Hehuan Sect can nourish the appearance, but I don’t know…

[Pure farming, the kind of real farming]

[There is a male protagonist, but there are not many scenes]

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