Natural Disasters Strikes: I stockpiled like crazy! - Chapter 165: Lunar New Year (3)

[Simulation shall commence.]On this fateful day, the world was stunned by the appearance of ancient animals that were supposed to have gone extinct for millions of years. Huge sinkholes appeared in every corner of the world, becoming a tunnel for the ancient animals to emerge to the surface.Humans have found an answer to one of the biggest mysteries in human history. Hollow Earth is real. Here, humans will wrest their lives to explore this new world that has existed for thousands, if not millions, of years underneath them.Before the start of his exploration, Clovis came across a place called ‘Another World Mall.’Dwarven Sword, Magical Elven Clothes, or Giant Race Toy? Everything can be found in this ‘Another World Mall.’As an aspiring Subterranean Explorer, how would he utilize this ‘Another World Mall’ to become the greatest explorer of all time and find the truth about the simulation?

Liu Yuan is a good game player, especially in the MMORPG Upper Center. Just as he succeeded in gaining the favorability of all the possible characters in Upper Center, he transmigrated. To where? Oops, he transmigrated into the game he was playing.What he saw was a pretty girl. She wept incessantly, failing to notice Liu Yuan’s unusual behavior. She looked up with teary eyes and said in a firm way, “Mr. Junxuan, I will not marry him. I wish to be with you for the rest of my life!” Junxuan… Wasn’t that his username in the game?

#FANTASY #ROMANCE #ROMANTASY # WEREWOLF #ACTION #ADVENTURE #REVENGE #BETRAYAL #CEO #BUSINESS #FEMALELEAD #WEMENPOWEREleanor Whitmore, the second daughter of the renowned Whitmore family, was born with a golden spoon in her mouth... or so everyone believed. But one day, her perfect world shattered like fragile glass.Just when she thought life couldn’t get any worse, she had no idea the worst was yet to come.After a series of shocking events left her with nowhere to hide, she chose to fight back against those who had conspired against her.

It wasn’t even malicious criticism.I just gave feedback in the tone I was asked to.So why the hell did I, the writer who just wanted to help a junior, possess this body of the prospective groom… a villain, who died in the hands of the heroine on their wedding night?