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Struggling until the age of thirty-eight without being able to afford a house. Facing the need to pay a dowry of three hundred thousand in order to get married. Living frugally for most of his life, working to the point of his liver breaking.

But, where was his money? Who in the world earned all the money away?

Jiang Qin, filled with countless resentments, is reborn at the age of eighteen. The only thought upon opening his eyes was to start a business and make money.

He snatched back the love letter he had given, flipped it over, and under the shocked gaze of the school belle, wrote three lines:

I shall never work a job again!

I just want financial freedom, never to be a s*ave!

As for love? Not even dogs would bother with that!

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In a galaxy ruled by warlords, guilds, and ancient tech cults, Kai Zareth is just another debt-ridden scavenger—until a legendary system descends upon him.“One Trader per 10,000 light years. One chance to rise.”Selected by the Cosmic Trade Nexus, Kai becomes the sole wielder of the Galactic Exchange System, a multidimensional platform that allows him to buy and sell across parallel worlds, forgotten realms, and alien civilizations.With only 12 hours to complete his first trade—or lose everything—Kai scrambles to make deals in a universe where information is power and one wrong barter could cost your life.From selling enchanted goblin toothbrushes in toxic slums to outwitting rival system users and forging alliances with forgotten races, Kai must build his empire item by item, realm by realm.But in a galaxy where traders kill for profit and system users are hunted like prey, being the Merchant Sovereign might be a bigger curse than a blessing.

“Douluo: Sell Ning Rongrong mission card, she quits Shrek”

Li Haiyun traveled to the Douluo Continent and bound the system of selling mission cards to get 1 to 100 times the reward.

As long as someone buys his mission card and completes the mission, he can get one to a hundred times the mission reward!

It’s just that the content on this task card is a bit indecent?

Ning Rongrong, who was trained in the military at the beginning, was reprimanded by Shrek Friend. She ran outside to relax, and happened to meet the mission card shop that Li Haiyun was running.

Driven by curiosity, Ning Rongrong went shopping, received her mission, and upgraded the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda to the Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

Now it’s all right, the fugitive princess Ning Rongrong found the treasure shop, so she just didn’t go back to Shrek and continued to be humiliated.

Not only that, but she also wants to escape from Shrek with the ladies of Shrek, buy mission cards together, accept missions, and complete missions!

Zhu Zhuqing: “The black-level task is to swear to Dai Mubai’s lifelong enemy with the martial soul, rewarding the twentieth-level cultivation base, accept it!!”

Tang San: “A black-level mission hits teacher Yu Xiaogan’s ass thirty times, and rewards peerless skills!!!”

Bibi Dong: “Purity gold-level mission, give birth to a child for the shopkeeper, and reward all spirit rings with a 100,000-year lifespan!!”

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The owner, Li Haiyun, was lying on the rocking chair and couldn’t help laughing as he watched the rewards he was constantly getting.

In the missions and rewards again and again.

Some people’s master-student relationship collapsed, and some people’s colleges were disbanded…

There are also people who find love…

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How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…