The Eldest Sister Has Space - Chapter 3712: The encounter between Yan Lin and Song Yan

“I will have the 1,000 people I have chosen go to a parallel world.”

Chaos spread once those words of God were displayed to the whole world.

Kurose Hikaru, whose childhood friend had been chosen, was killed together with her on the same day she was supposed to be transferred. However, for some reason, Hikaru didn’t die and, even though he wasn’t chosen at first, he ended up as one of the [Otherworlders that will have all their actions live broadcasted to Earth].

Transferred without any preparations at all to that accursed land, he faced threats innumerable times and somehow managed to survive with his Gift, the Dark Spirit Abilities.

“I must not die. I am sure the people on Earth are all rooting for me after all…”

This is the story of a young boy who is tossed about by the gazes of the viewers, yet eventually manages to raise his head and walk forward.

Framed by her family, she had an accident, and found herself pregnant!Five years later, she came back strong, determined to crush those who wronged her and reclaim her child!Her genius son paves the way, swiftly bringing her to the top of the food chain, with influential figures bowing to her!But she never expected that the autistic little girl she unexpectedly met would bring her a troublesome big boss!Before marriage, he holds the little genius's hand, declaring, “Buy a kid, get a dad for free, no deception, unrivaled in punishing scumbags!”After marriage, he kneels on durians with the child, saying, “Sweetie, I'm sorry, our hidden identities have been all exposed...”

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.