Stagnant Water of Apocalypse - Chapter 69: I Love Gimbap and Poor Man

[1v1 Shuangjie, hypnotism, koi, group pet]

Gu Yang, who had just inherited hundreds of millions of fortune, passed through the book, and became a fake daughter in the book who occupied the magpie’s nest and ended up miserable.

At the beginning, he framed the real daughter-in-law and forced the villain to be a blood bank. The decent villain offended all over again.

In order to get to the end, Gu Yang resolutely draws boundaries with the top members of the Gu family, apologizes to the heroine, replenishes blood for the villain, and lives on his own without risking death.

However–

Gu’s father and mother: “No matter what, Yangyang is the daughter of my Gu family! Gu’s group also has Yangyang’s share!”

Younger brother Gu Pei: “I only have one older sister, Gu Yang! Sis, I’ll give you everything from the Gu family!”

The hostess Gu Jin: “What is the Gu family? If you want ten Gu families, my sister can get them for you.”

The villain Feng Jue: “My blood, my people, and everything about me are yours.”

…………

The Jincheng wealthy family said in private, “The Gu family is all stupid, and the fake daughter is still a treasure.”

Until one day, the Gu family became the richest man in Jincheng and the leader in the industry.

Everyone is sour.

Hearing that Gu Yang hangs out with mental illness all day long, netizens ridiculed: “Is this also a mental illness?”

Big names from all walks of life stood up one after another: “I am her patient.”

Huaguo Psychiatric Association and Psychological Association: “That is our president.”

The whole network exploded.

…

Gu Yang felt that the little blood bank was good-looking and pitiful, she should treat him better and compensate him more.

Until one day, little pitiful pressed her against the corner: “Did you hypnotize me? My mind is full of you.”

Only later did she know that she was tossing and turning in the world, but he had been waiting for her.

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The formless ancient world was infested with despicable demons. They hunted and feasted on mankind, keeping the human civilization constantly in a weak and suppressed state.

During the first known year, a magical mountain descended into the world from the realm of the Gods. Carved on this enormous mountain was a message: ‘Heaven Prevails’…

After the Grand Descent, a name that was given to the descending of the mountain, the Three Great Sages made their ways to Mystic Mountain where they learned to harvest what we now call magic, establishing the Mystic Cults and eighty-one sacred shrines to help aid mankind with the cult’s mystic powers against the eternal fight to the death with demons.

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For five years, I've lived the life of a failure. Smashing my hands against the wooden target in hopes of entering a meditative state; a necessary step to becoming a cultivator.For five years, I've faced nothing but disappointment, looks of pity, and meager attempts at encouragement.But everything has to come to an end. An end, that for me, became a new beginning!Circuits, wires, and capacitors? Or maybe spirit powder, Spricur crystals, and Qi gathering formations?In a world where cultivation is, for most, merely a hobby and the worlds of mysticism and science are divided, I shall be the one to craft a bridge between the two!Why rely on ancient arrays to harness dense Qi? Isn't it easier to buy one of my converters, plug it into the wall, and be done with it?Is your gaming console malfunctioning, yet no tech shop can find the cause? Have you tried this the exorcising swatter 3.0?And you! Yes, you, the one whose reflection appears on the screen on your phone once you block it! Why would you buy static figurines if you can come to my shop... And get your hands on waifus that will actively flirt with you?Come all ye troubled souls, and allow this God to craft a solution to all your problems!

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.