MTL - 80s Wedding Night: Cannon Fodder’s Original Partner is Gone - Chapter 302 what are you doing?

Free Life Fantasy Online… a.k.a. FLFO.

Tsukishiro Kotone receives this game as gift from her little sister and starts playing.

The character’s race she has selected was… one of “Inhuman” races for enthusiasts.

A race said to be bad even among Inhuman races that are known to be difficult – a Zombie.

In her past life, Chen Wei’er was too blind to recognize people for who they were. She caused the destruction of her own family for the sake of a scum, and hurt the people who truly loved her. Fate gave her another chance to start over. In this life, she became decisive and worked hard in her career. She became a proud dance queen who managed to destroy the third-wheel who schemed against her, take revenge on the scum, and avenge all past grievances. She became a sweet wife who was coquettish and flattering, boldly seducing her aloof husband, He Xun.

His difficult wife suddenly became sweet and gentle. He Xun finally couldn’t resist holding her tight and whispered into her ear, “What do you want? I’ll give you everything. My life is yours too, so stop teasing me…”

One night, Chen Wei’er had a dream. She dreams of her past life, and the world after her death. He Xun was sitting in the hospital’s corridor, hugging her bloodied corpse as he went insane. “Had I known that in exchange of letting you go, you would die instead of being happy, I would never have let you go…” Then, He Xun killed all of her enemies and built a small wooden house in front of her grave. He never took another wife but became her grave-keeper. To think he loved her so much. Then, she learned that fate only gave her another chance to start over because this man, who had loved her for two lifetimes, had begged in front of her grave day and night for another chance in exchange for a lifetime of loneliness…

Inside the 3000m underwater station, an international group of scientists and engineers live and research for possible settlement of entire human race. Park Mu-hyun, a reserved dentist joins the station in hopes for a quaint life in the deep sea. However, things quickly go south when the station gets attacked by a mysterious group of people.As the water starts to fill in the living quarters, Park Mu-hyun grabs his backpack and immediately runs for his life, but where to? Now, the peaceful station becomes the ultimate survival stage of cult madness and chaos.

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.