MTL - There is Room For a Beautiful Daughter-in-law In the Rebirth Era - Chapter 780 you don't worry at all

This is a game that surpasses dimensions.

It is also a competition for the search of truth.

Unknown seals, a game of chance with ghosts and gods…

The digital struggle, the redemption of humans…

In the virtual world that links with reality——It consciously decided us. It consciously chose us. It consciously decided our consciousness.

And now, throw away your fear.

Throw away your selfish thoughts, questions, and resistance… Free your mind.

Welcome to: Thriller Paradise.

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A code farmer, after working a 007 job, becomes a student at the University of Kentucky!Zeng Xingyang: So handsome, why play basketball? It would be better to act!Standing at 2.01 meters, with a wingspan of 221 cm, Zeng Xingyang, possessing top-level static talents, joined the Kentucky Wildcats and participated in the NCAA!There was intense skepticism from the outside, questioning the necessity of training a Chinese player!But Zeng Xingyang withstood the pressure.He made incredible progress in every shot, pass, and defense.His hardworking sweat covered every inch of the court!He is enjoying the pure joy brought by basketball!After winning the championship at the University of Kentucky with Towns and Booker, he entered the NBA!Unknowingly, he surpassed his contemporaries,Becoming an NBA superstar.Joining forces with Jokic, they grow together, building a brand new dynasty!

Wen Ying became the “Unlucky One” chosen by Lord God.No matter which world she appears in, she is not loved.————“I heard that you became a sugar baby?”“Stepped on three boats. Ah, the boats probably capsized.”“You are a minister’s wife, but you’re seducing his majesty, why are you such a slag?”Actress-born Wen Ying, displayed the exclusive smile of a white lotus——So what? In the end, won’t all of you become my ministers.

He called me his ruin. Then he made me one.Alpha Shiloh's rejection wasn’t just a scar—it was a betrayal. He left me shattered. Broken. And I had to rebuild myself in silence.I almost forgot the way his touch once burned like salvation.Now he’s back.Not to beg forgiveness. To bargain. A deadly mission, he says. He promises freedom.But then presence ignites my wolf into a frenzy. She thrashes, desperate to claim him again. But I remember the coldness in his eyes when he exiled me. The way the pack turned their backs as I crawled into the wilderness, half-dead and wholly broken. Hate simmers hotter than desire.Yet here I am, bargaining with the devil who shattered me. Every moment we share is a lie. He doesn’t know about the shadows I’ve fed, the truth I’ve buried.Or the child.One whisper of its existence, and the pack will paint the forest with my blood.But the closer we get to completing his mission, the harder it is to hide… from him, or from the part of me that still craves him.Freedom has a price.So does vengeance.And I’m not sure which will destroy me first.