MTL - Douluo: Sell Ning Rongrong Task Card, She Dropped Out of School - Chapter 18

[Exile + farming + space + system + land reclamation + no CP]

I was exiled as soon as I crossed over, but fortunately I have space at my fingertips

Search your home?

Take the air, Chen Xue immediately evacuated the Chen Mansion, from the floor to the bed curtains, not even the garden or lake.

Even thousands of kilograms of food framed by the enemy were moved away.

When the enemy comes to ransack your home.

The enemy was dumbfounded: “Where are the things? Where are the thousands of kilograms of supplies I secretly put away?”

Hand: “Sir, there is nothing in the Chen family except rat droppings.”

Colleague: “Mr. Chen is so incorruptible. He doesn’t even have any food at home, and the whole family even sleeps on bed boards.”

Chen Xue said: “My family is really poor. There is not even a grain of rice in the jar. We are already too poor to open the pot.”

As a result, everyone in the world knew that there was a wealthy Mr. Chen in the capital, whose family was poor and penniless.

Father Chen: “Who said that my family is in poverty and penniless? I’m worried about him!”

Mother Chen: “My daughter said it.”

Father Chen: “Ahem, cough, cough, then it’s okay.”

Chen Xue said that being in exile was very hard, not only exposed to wind, sun and rain, but also not having enough food…

Prisoners and government officials: “Go away, we are the exiles, you are just going on a trip.”

In the exile team, Chen Xue’s family was lying in the carriage, drinking tea, eating preserved fruits, playing Go, growing vegetables in the space in their free time, and exchanging spicy sticks and other snacks from the system. They were so happy.

- Description from novelbuddy

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

- Description from Novelupdates

“You want to steal my genes then leave?” He grabbed her and tried to force her to hand over the child that was born three years ago.