Painting of the Nine Immortals - Chapter 877 - Connection

Mark is a genius military weapon designer who was kidnapped by a mafia gang after refusing to work for them.
They forced him to design unique weapons for five years, until one day he successfully escaped only to get shot by his trusted comrades.
*Ding! You awakened a weapon system.
When he opened his eyes, he was in a different body and in a different world.
"You want to kill a wild boar without being detected? Forget about bow and arrow. Here, I present you this sniper rifle."
"You want to kill a horde of goblins from the sky? Forget about those flying carpets and brooms. Here, I present you the fighter jet."
"You want to kill a dragon? Forget about taking the help of the S-class adventure team. Here, I present you a nuclear bomb."
Join Mark Spencer/ Lu Zhen as he brings the whole world to its knees with the help of his weapon system.
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Nie AnAn woke up one day and realized that she had transmigrated as the villain’s adoptive sister.

In the novel, the villain conquered left and right, and his always woe-is-me younger sister was always cleaning up after him. The two of them were rightfully the grim reapers in the book.

The very next day after her transmigration, the soft and delicious Nie AnAn passed out from seeing blood.

And so —

The shivering competitors noticed that their nemesis’s sister had turned to a delicious treat — and wanted to protect her;

The original male lead noticed that young Miss Nie, who had been chasing after him this entire time, wouldn’t even give him the time of day anymore — and felt unbalanced;

Young Master Nie was very happy that his parents had two kids back then– she was so GD cute;

A certain cold blooded and violent villain had been going home earlier and earlier, and the way he talked was becoming gentler and gentler.

Villain Brother: AnAn, come over. Let me try some of it.
Nie AnAn: Hold on, gege. It’s not ready yet.

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So called ‘gods’ neither want nor desire anything. They’ve seen through the vanity of the mortal world and are outstanding amongst all living beings.

After being betrayed and murdered by his lover of 11 years, “Heavenly King” Qi Wenyuan is reborn as the entertainment circle’s number one vase, Lin Xi.  Good and evil will each meet their due according to natural laws. Those who doubt, raise their heads: who will the Heavens spare!

But…the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Heavenly King Qi, have you really not noticed a certain man…behind you?

He’s the only God of Show Business, the one who’s been secretly in love with its Heavenly King for years. After a certain Heavenly King’s rebirth, he’s finally (?) fulfilling his aspirations for romantic love. From then on, the great deity found himself a partner, leaving the entertainment circles with no god.

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Chloe died in the zombie apocalypse and woke up as a rare pureblood vampire child, as well as the daughter of the progenitor vampire.

Pureblood vampire children have delicate skin and fragile nature. They can only obtain inhuman strength after their bloodline awakens when they become adults. Pureblood vampire children have always needed good protection over the years.

Chloe (tearing apart a bull with one bite): What did you say?

Everyone: …

With treasures in hand, feet on the throne, sweeping away werewolves, getting rid of her tr*sh dad, this was Chloe’s creed.

However, on her path to domination and authority, there would always be some problems that gave her a headache.

“Miss Chloe, from the first day I saw you, I fell deeply in love with you.”

“Miss Chloe, if possible, may I have the honor of building a beautiful relationship with you?”

“Miss Chloe, could you really not consider me?”

In response, Chloe disposed of admirers one by one with her blade, and said coldly: Those without enough capability, don’t even think about getting close.