GOD OF ALL SYSTEMS - Chapter 8 The King Of Dasia Kingdom

Three years ago, Yan Eucalyptus traveled from the world of cultivating immortals to the modern society as a copper money plant that had been refined to perfection.
Not long after she came here, she got married and divorced Qi Yan, a newcomer in the entertainment industry, with a number of children in her belly and a divorce fee of 30 million yuan.
Three years later, her ex-husband, who was popular in the entertainment industry, blocked her in an alley: “I will give you 100 million, and we will remarry.”
Yan Yu:! ! !

One day, Qi Yan came home early and found two three-year-old children squatting in the pool in the backyard, looking at the pool of copper money grass, and making small reports.
Yan Mengmeng: “Mom, I found out that Dad would soak water with lemon slices every day! I’m so scared, will he soak me too one day?”
Yan Kuku: “Mom, Dad likes to eat bitter melon, will he fire me and eat it?”
Copper money grass: “It’s okay, it’s okay, I will run away when my mother gets the money, you two will last for a while, and the younger siblings still need money to germinate.”
Qi Yan:?
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【Pure Romance + Marriage before Love + Mind Reading + Feel-Good Story + Entertainment Industry】

Shen Tang, a struggling actress, finds herself transported into the pages of a book as the contracted wife of the domineering CEO, Gu Huai’an.

She doesn’t have to fulfill any wifely duties or do much of anything. All she needs to do is occasionally attend family gatherings and create the illusion of a loving couple. In return, she receives a monthly payment of 5 million yuan and stands to gain 200 million yuan when they divorce.

Shen Tang can barely contain her laughter. Could there be such a good deal?

In the book, Shen Tang falls in love with Gu Huai’an and foolishly hopes to turn their contractual marriage into a real one, but in the end, she gains nothing.

Thinking about this outcome, Shen Tang shakes her head and sighs. What a naive girl, unable to see things clearly.

Wouldn’t it be great to live a stable life and walk away with 300 million yuan after two years of marriage?

Shen Tang decides to fully embrace a carefree life.

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Gu Huai’an gets a second chance at life.

He remembers how Shen Tang messed things up in their previous life.

However, he waits and waits, but Shen Tang remains silent.

He asks the butler, “What has my wife been up to lately?”

The butler awkwardly smiles and says, “Madam spends her days shopping and admiring handsome men.”

Gu Huai’an: …

By a stroke of luck, Gu Huai’an discovers he can hear Shen Tang’s thoughts.

But wait, wasn’t she supposed to be head over heels in love with him? Why has she become…

Initially, Gu Huai’an only wanted to endure the two-year contract period and divorce this woman.

However, later on, he kneels down and humbly pleads, “Tang Tang, can we not get divorced?”

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—“Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you.”Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, “the Just”, the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.