My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! - Chapter 163 - I Don’t Have Friends

Wang Ran transmigrated a year into the past when zombies had first appeared in the world.

He initially wanted to use his knowledge of future events to gather resources and then find a reliable Awakened camp to spend his days.

However, to his surprise, he seemed to have also become an Awakened after he transmigrated.

Yet, he felt that his Awakened ability was somewhat…unique. Others gained greater speed and strength, but he seemed to have gained the ability where his blood could cure zombies.

Wang Ran, who was rejected by the survivor camp, could only build his own camp.

However, why was it that he was surrounded by mutant female zombies?

Wang Ran wailed, “Sister, I know you’re very beautiful, but I cannot take in any more recruits. I am about to be sucked dry.”

Welcome to Freia. A continent where evil magi ruled. Until firearms came, that is. Now the people live free of those demons…

More, however, must lurk beneath the surface.

Claude, a transmigrator from another world, finds himself in the midst of this changing world, attending ‘middle school’. Or, as he calls it, ‘boot camp’. His destiny was to graduate and join the military, but the future is seldom so simple.

His life, and the world, is set on the path of upheaval and chaos the day he finds a cookbook.

A magical cookbook.

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Xu Jin simply bowed a few times in front of the nine star lanterns and came to this world that could guide the starlight into his body. Then, he bowed again in front of the nine star lanterns...

“Let’s get a divorce,” Chen Jinyao said.

She knew that she was only a supporting character in this novel world. The male lead only married her as a business relationship and, sooner or later, the female lead of the story would eventually show up.

If Chen Jinyao was indecisive about leaving, only heartbreak would follow.

Something pulled her thin white wrist, and next thing she knew, she was pushed down and pressed against a pillow. Yan Cheng’s peach blossom eyes bored into her in discontent as he declared, “Only in your dreams!”

After spending a colorful night, she was too tired to lift a finger.

When she fell asleep in Yan Cheng’s arms, she had a dream.

In her dream, she had turned 80 years old.

But can someone tell her why she still hadn’t left the marriage at that age?