History's Strongest Senior Brother - Chapter 1389: Blood Must be Shed Today

As soon as I opened my eyes, I had a thrilling caesarean section.

Looking at the younger brothers and younger sisters waiting to be fed in their arms, the skinny second and third younger sisters, and the weak and delicate mother.

Hua Jiujiu decides to stay away from his best relatives and make a fortune.

After breaking off relatives and going out, everyone in the village said:

If there is no food at home, they will starve to death.

Oh, there are several acres of grain in the space, waiting for her to cut.

If the family has no money, they will not be able to survive.

Oh, with one-handed medical skills, the flesh and bones of the living dead, for a place of treatment, the princes and nobles all robbed their heads.

If there is no man in the family, they will be bullied.

Oh, uh, this…

Hua Jiujiu ran to the back hill to break the thatched hut, cornering a certain man.

“Man, marry me!”

I thought I could live a peaceful and beautiful life in the country.

But I didn’t think that one day, this man transformed into a mighty God of War prince who shook the world.

Hua Jiujiu shivered and hid in the corner.

The man pulled her into his arms, his eyes full of pampering.

“Lady, how do you want my husband to serve you at night?”

- Description from novelbuddy

Mutations occurred around the whole world and soon, a demonic apocalypse befell.

In order to defend against demonic beings, humans swiftly entered a globalized digital age. Everyone would be able to choose between a fighting or a supporting job through awakening once they reached the age of 18. These people would get stronger by slaying demonic beings.

Lu Yan had awakened to the weakest job, a Necromancer. However, he had also received a Job Supporting System and was able to reawaken into a hidden job, Lord of the Death.

“Necromancers are so weak that they die in one hit!”

“Man, that dude’s luck is just the worst. He did get a fighting job, but it’s the weakest. What can he do? Summon a few skeletons?”

“Also, aren’t there only like a handful of Necromancers out there? There aren’t a lot of experience or resources for them to inherit. Their future seems bleak.”

“Forget Necromancers! I got the Holy Knight job! Your all-around king is here!”

Not long after that, Lu Yan appeared in a full set of Death Nether Armor while wielding the Death Soul Scythe and leading a 100 thousand-strong death army. With a single swing of his scythe, he split the mythical rank demonic beast in half.

“Necromancers are weak? What does that have to do with me, the Lord of the Death?”

After recently taking on the job as the President of Jing Sheng Group’s assistant, she is reports to the president, that has also just taken office, for work.

“Tomorrow morning, postpone all the meetings. At 9 o’clock, follow me to the civil administration office to receive the license.”

On the first day of work, she already encountered an overbearing president that is forcing her to receive the license. Should she resist or obey?

At night, a certain someone leans on the edge of the door, saying in a light and lazy manner: “Madam, I want to turn off the lights. Are you sure you want to go to sleep wrapped like a steamed dumpling while holding a knife?”

“Either that or you can go out to sleep!”

“Impossible, this is my home!”

“During the day, you transferred the house to me. So now it’s my home!”