Last Egg: Reincarnated as a Dragon in a Game - Chapter 509: The powers of space element

(Warning Mature Content R-18)After a catastrophic plane crash, a group of college students find themselves marooned on a mysterious, uncharted island teeming with an ancient, aphrodisiacal energy. As they adapt to their new reality, the island's seductive influence heightens their libidos, awakening latent powers alongside primal urges of lust, envy, and avarice.Beneath the paradise-like facade, the island proves to be a manipulative prison, thriving on their deepest desires and fears. Survival hinges on more than just overcoming the island's perils; it demands they confront the beasts within, where every alliance is tested by temptation, and every passion could lead to their ultimate downfall.

Shocking! The famous Lin family in Jinchuan went bankrupt.

The public: Who made it happen?

Insider: The unworthy descendant, Lin Wanli!

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Shocking! The ruler of Jinchuan, Huo Guixiao, is getting married!

The public: Who is the bride?

Insider: The domineering and arrogant Lin Wanli!

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Shocking! The identity of the person in charge of Taixi Biology had been revealed.

The public: Who is the CEO?

Insider: Is it still… Lin Wanli?

That loser?!

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In her previous life, Lin Wanli was tricked by her best friend, framed by her scumbag father, and rejected by her grandmother. She couldn’t even protect her eight-month-old daughter, who was tossed in the trash by her nanny.

After reincarnating, Lin Wanli desperately seized the opportunity to exact revenge. She also won over the man who helped avenge her. It’s just… She always thought that man also reincarnated. This was until she realized he could easily read her mind.

“Mr. Huo, isn’t it a little rude of you to have reincarnated with special skills?” Lin Wanli asked.

“When did I ever say I reincarnated?” He asked.

“Did I misunderstand you?”

“Not exactly. I do have a special skill. For example, I could hear you complaining about the bed being too small last night,” he replied.

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