Leveling Up Alone - Chapter 402: Chairman Woo Han-Jong (5)

Ye Zhi inherited not only a run-down house, but also an engagement. Her fiancé met his true love and suddenly asked to break off the engagement while stating that he disliked his fiancée in all ways around.

In order to express their guilt, his family decided to make up for it with Ye Zhi. But she didn’t want a dime from them so she left.

The next second, Ye Zhi was suddenly picked up by a Rolls Royce.

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Gu Ren, the son of the richest man alive, had a tough life and was told that he couldn’t live past 30 years old. Only Ye Zhi, a young lady born on the cloudy day of the lunar year, could make him live.

Ye Zhi and Gu Ren got married. Gu Ren gave her a bank card. All she has to do is—

Spend money for him! Squander his fortune!

Ye Zhi bought a Lamborghini for Gu Ren, but he had an accident as soon as he drove the car.

As soon as she bought some Hermes platinum bags for herself, Gu Ren signed a more than one billion worth contract.

It turned out that the money could only be spent on herself. The more she spent, the more prosperous and healthy he would become.

Since then, her life had changed completely. Her villa was the biggest in the City.

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Ye Zhi’s old fiancé thought that she, who had been rejected, must have suffered a lot until one day, when he saw he walking in the street, followed by a Lamborghini.

Wait ! Who is that man standing next to her ?

This man is a super-rich man — Hundreds of times richer than his own family!

The antique market that is filled with treasures and trash.

A Journey Across Time, A Battle for FreedomWhat if you could go back in time?What would you do?Stop the world war?Stop slavery?When Joseph Situma, a modern-day man, is thrust back to the year 1542, he is reborn as Khisa Lusweti, the son of a village chief in Eastern Africa. Struggling to bridge the gap between his past life and his new reality, Khisa must navigate the brutal tides of history. But as he uncovers the looming horrors of the transatlantic slave trade, he realizes that fate has given him a chance—an opportunity to change the course of history.Armed with knowledge beyond his years and the trust of a people who see him as both a leader and a boy, Khisa must unite warriors, outthink ruthless enemies, and fight for a future that was never meant to be. But history is not so easily rewritten, and with every victory comes a greater challenge.Will he defy destiny, or will the weight of the past crush him before he can break the chains of oppression?A gripping tale of resilience, strategy, and the unyielding spirit of a people on the brink of war.

If you’re reading this, then chances are you’re drawn to tales of Greek mythological characters and monsters . Update schedule: 2-3 chaps per day Ding {System notification} God of War, Ares, hath been vanquished {+one million exp points} “What the heck! I just defeated a god and I got only a million exp? Cronus, you stingy ancient relic! I’ll get you for this!” Rex yelled. “Verily, thou hast bested but the god of mere skirmishes, Ares. Prithee, speak not of billions in reward ’til thou doth lay low Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades. Until then, relish thy modest crumbs, mortal!” “Talk normally!” Rex screamed “You’ve merely vanquished the god of brawls, Ares. When you manage to take down Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades, then we can talk about real rewards. Until then, enjoy your pocket change!” “Okay, now I even hate it when you speak normally!” Rex facepalmed ************** Pandora’s box has been opened! Woe unto humans!! The entertainment of the gods has just begun!!! Years after the titans were defeated at the hands of the Olympians, humanity started to awaken abilities that made them accomplish feats that would have been only possible in Superhero movies. Yet “evil must accompany good,” as monsters also began to emerge on Earth. Amidst all of this, an orphan boy named Rex fails to awaken anything, as if this isn’t enough, a pitiful end soon follows him, but it seemed as if fate hadn’t forsaken him yet, as the very depths began call for him, ***Young one, You have inherited my will*** But great power comes at a great cost