My Eldritch Horror Wife Followed Me To Another World - Chapter 13: Shooter

Traversing worlds with the Immortal Sword slaying demons, it was not until a monkey who claimed to be the Monkey King appeared before Lu Yu that he realized he had come to the world of Journey to the West. Striving for supremacy along the Human Path, the secrets of Journey to the West unrevealed, cutting off heaven and earth, the Three Realms were isolated.

The Swordmaster who has returned by chance to save the world!

After being betrayed by her family, Bai Meiyue found herself struggling in the flourishing age where zombies and mutant animals ruled. And that too with a big belly!Though people called her crazy for being stubborn, Bai Meiyue didn’t regret keeping the fruit of her one-night stand. What she regretted was not protecting her child and trusting those whom she should have killed at the very chance that was handed to her.In the eleventh year, Bai Meiyue lost her child and died while taking revenge on those who took her son away. However, just when Bai Meiyue thought it was the end, she returned two months before the beginning of the doomsday.Carrying the grudge of two lifetimes, she swore to make life living hell for those who harmed her and her son.With the heavens blessing her with a barter system, Bai Meiyue was intent on giving her child everything that he deserved.But why was the child’s father chasing after her?Hello? We only shared a bed for a night. So why was he clinging to her?Her child’s father: From the best medicine to education, you have given our child everything, Meiyue. But what about a father?

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.