I’ll Be The Warrior’s Mother - Chapter 179

Su Binglan was known to be the most awful woman in Suteng Village. She spent money to buy a beautiful slave and had him marry into her family, but physically and verbally abused him every day.

The new Su Binglan who transmigrated over learned that this slave was a descendant of a family of generals. The courageous warriors in his family had sacrificed themselves, leaving only him alive. Seeing the man covered in wounds, Su Binglan decided to spoil her husband. Blessed with incredible luck, equipped with a spatial spirit spring and possessing divine medical skills, she led the entire village on a journey to gain wealth. She became everyone’s lucky star.

The weather was dry with no sign of rain. The crops were about to die from this drought, but with a snap of her fingers, rain immediately started pouring.

Despite the villagers’ painstaking efforts, their harvest amount was low. She presented them premium seeds and helped everyone achieve great harvest.

Poison? Fractured limbs? Not to worry. She could use her medical skills to cure them all.

Whichever mountain she entered, the treasures inside seemed to call out to her, begging her to take them home.

Their food culture wasn’t as advanced. She casually made a few dishes and started a new food trend.

The man who dotes on her and protects her: Darling, I’ll give you whatever you want.

All the villagers: Binglan, you’re our village’s lucky star. Don’t let anyone take you away.

Her brothers: Our sister is the priority. We will get you whatever you want.

[Group pampering + multiple identities + a kingdom building story with no awful characters + strong female lead + sweet story about pampering her husband]

Rudel Arses, the first born of one of the ‘Three Lords’ of the Courtois Kingdom, is from a corrupted family, but at 5 years old, he saw a dragon in the sky and his dark future as a villain changed. He was considered an idiot, but was that true? How would his effort to become a dragoon change the kingdom?

It’s a long road to bury the dream deep in my heart and carry the wishes and dreams of my dear friend and teacher.

In the pirate world where the strong are respected, fight a bloody long road.

“Pirates… maybe they’re all damned people.”

—Snold Simon

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- Description from novelbuddy

It was in the year 2800 of the Midgard calendar. Back then, there was a Overlord who once reigned supreme and had reached the very brink of subduing the world.