The Eccentric Entomologist is Now a Queen's Consort - Chapter 499: Sudden Training With Serelith (1)

Wu Qun lost his memory, and every time he woke up, there was a baby next to him. There is nothing wrong with multiple babies, but all kinds of white lotus, green tea and white moonlight also come to join in the fun, which makes him very uncomfortable.
He always couldn’t help but want to twist them, step on them, soak them in a bubble, and then make some benefits for the cubs by the way. Then I accidentally earned a peace and happiness for the cubs!

Content tags: Travel through time and space, fast through, through the book, counterattack
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One-sentence introduction: Cannon fodder, his father and his cub

Concept: Children need love and patience to water

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Davi was born into a prestigious family of powerful explorers, yet he did not inherit his father’s legendary class.Because of this, he was scorned throughout his childhood. Still, through relentless determination and the support of his best friend, he managed to save enough money to leave his hometown and enroll in the Explorer Academy.Then fate dealt him an unexpected hand, and he received the bizarre class [Harem King] and began his journey to become the greatest explorer of all time.What to expect of the story:- A lot of tension and life-or-death battles- The protagonist’s growth through hard work- And, of course, a harem.

After failing to ascend to the heights of Divinity despite all her preparations, an ancient cultivator finds herself not embracing the emptiness of the void - but the interior warmth of a womb.Her memories intact despite her spirit being a merest fraction of her height - and her trusted Astralism unchanged - she carefully starts over from an infant.How to navigate her family: [really easy with only two parents and an estate full of servants!]How to portray herself: [everyone likes 'sweet' kids and trusts (underestimates) 'weak' girls!]How 'quickly' to reveal the power she gathers: [this region is a 'backwater', let's just take it slow~]How her marriage was arranged before birth: [my parents adore me so at an appropriate time I'll just have it cance- oh?]Dealing with an 'amusing' deceit: ['he' looks worried still, but 'he' doesn't have to worry from me!]Confronting the 'boy' in private: [whatever their iffy plan is, I just obtained a husband-wife~]Even in a new life, | Elua er Goltbred | can't and doesn't *want* to change who she really is. A scheming cultivator. A possessive lover. Neither of those things had been a real hindrance to the Peak of Demi-God.Balancing the two in this life - without driving away the young 'boy' she decided would be hers - centers as much around helping | Qatrand er Yecine | find herself... as it is hoping to ease the fiance into how messed up the 'younger' girl honestly is.It's a good thing that the reborn cultivator can improvise with her ridiculous control of an Illusion Astralism - because plans fail and unexpected things happen when you're not *really* a genius.Like her Physique in this life allowing the lightest 'grip' to crack stone...| Qat | (the nickname picked almost instantly!) despite being a little stunted by her family environment early on, finds her future wife to be 'cute' on their first meeting.... she really shouldn't have let on.It made her | El | kind of vain.Oh, and muscles.| Elua | : I just like looking at them, okay!? Is it so weird? People can have hobbies...

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”