The Fallen System: Gaining Bloodlines of the Fallen - Chapter 5: Affinity

He was just an ordinary orphan.At least he thought he was,That was until some group claiming to be the Hero Faction tried to recruit him for being the inheritor of a lost bloodline.

Hua Jing was on top of the world. On the day she was to receive her Lifetime Achievement Award, she was involved in an accident which made her go into a coma.When she opened her eyes, she realized she was not in her original world but a world that was very unfamiliar!As soon as she opened her eyes, someone said by her ears, “Young miss! You are finally awake! Thank God. We can now begin preparations for your honeymoon!”Hua Jing was surprised.Honeymoon? What honeymoon?She was a proud single woman after that idiot Xu Ming had cheated on her so there was no way she could be married!When her senses fully return, she realized she has been transmigrated into a different universe and she truly has a husband and what was more surprising, her husband has six more wives!What a cheater!She clicks her tongue as she chases him away on the date he was to spend the night in her chambers!Her maid quickly shouts, “Young madam! You cannot treat the Prince of the Kingdom like this!”Prince? Did she just say Prince?Hua Jing is confused. She desperately wants to go back!When she finally sees the Prince's real face, she realized he resembles someone from her other universe!Isn't that her enemy number one, the big star Fu Jing Rong?Oh Lord, how could that unreasonable man be her husband!Unacceptable! Totally unacceptable!...My work is participating in a Contest. Please support by adding to your library.

The dead cannot speak.

It means the living can create any story they want.

Inheritance, honor and wealth can be taken away by lies.

However, what happens when a person, who was presumed to be dead, returns alive?

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

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