I Can See Through All Things' Information - Chapter 227 - 168 Bone and Muscle Changing Technique

In the late years of the Daqian era, tyrants roamed freely, war erupted endlessly, and the people could not sustain their lives.After transmigration, Chen Jie finds himself as a drunken gambler with a pair of unfortunate sisters at home.The elder one, Su Yunjin, is his wife, and he also has a five-year-old sister-in-law, Su Yunrui.Their family is so poor they can barely make ends meet.Then suddenly, his beautiful wife comes smiling, bringing him a bowl of hot porridge.“Husband, I was wrong yesterday. Please have some porridge while it's hot.”Seeing the bruises on his wife's face, Chen Jie feels something is amiss.Ding~[Daily Information has been updated][1. Yesterday, you gambled away the last three acres of good land, beat Su Yunjin while drunk, and planned to sell the five-year-old Su Yunrui, to recover your losses.][2. The Su sisters rely on each other. Su Yunrui is Su Yunjin's only hope.][3. Su Yunjin, having lost hope, traded her mother's hairpin three days ago for a pack of arsenic.]...Arsenic!Staring at the hot porridge brought to his lips, Chen Jie looks up at his wife, seeing the faint bruise on her face and her eyes shifting away, avoiding his gaze.“Honey!”“Yes?”“You didn't really drugged me, did you?”

After just recently attaining the trophy for emperor of the silver screen, Chu Yan dies in a traffic accident and is rebirthed into a period millennium years later.

Floating cars occupy the skies, and everyone owns virtual glasses. Culture explosion! Entertainment explosion!

Yet, in such a glorious and brilliant entertainment world, Chu Yan was astonished to discover that——all these people didn’t know how to act!!!

Simulation of moods through artificial intelligence? Special effects production replacing acting skills?

Becoming an actor simply by just understanding AI script? The era is progressing, but acting skills have retrogressed.

Reporter: Chu Yan, what is your opinion regarding the scandal this time about you already being married?

Chu Yan: …Please inform me, exactly who is my spouse?!

Rebirth of the emperor of the silver screen into a third-tier star: shooting movies, becoming popular, winning awards, and ascending to the peak, and setting off a surging tide to the apex of the entertainment circle!

As for who his partner was——

He Baishen: Hello, my surname is Yi, you may call me Yi Ming (Anonymous).

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Xiao Yanling traveled through time.

Yan Suisui, the cannon fodder and silly sister who transformed into the heroine of the Koi novel.

She is from the same mother, but her younger sister has stolen her luck, and she is the little lucky star favored by the group in the capital.

And she became a disaster star.

She was sent to the countryside and lived a life of stupidity. The whole village was slaughtered and her life was miserable.

The three brothers in the adoptive father’s family died without a burial place.

Twins are born from the same birth, but they have different fates.

Yan Suisui put her hands on her hips, and her words came true, and her words followed the rules, pointing out who was struck by lightning.

She wants to change everyone’s destiny! Take back your luck!

On the day she was brought back to the capital, the whole capital was eagerly waiting to see her joke.

But who would have known that the poor eldest brother was the youngest chief minister in the dynasty.

The second elder brother is already a general guarding the dynasty.

The third brother controls the world’s granary!

The aloof tyrant was standing cautiously at the city gate, waiting for his little ancestor to come home.

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Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”