The Hero Returns - Chapter 59

Traveling through the troubled times, the strong are born, and the dangers are everywhere.

Lu Wangchuan found that as long as he consumed a certain amount of energy and blood, he could directly improve the level of his skills.

Consume 1,000 calories of energy and blood, and complete the Cracking Mountain Fist to open the monument and crack the stone.

Consume 10,000 calories of energy and blood, and cut the river with one sword at the full level of Wuji Swordsmanship.

Consume 100,000 calories of energy and blood, and destroy 100,000 enemies instantly with the ultimate Prajna Dragon Elephant!

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Time flies, when the energy and blood exceeds a trillion trillion, Lu Wangchuan suppresses the sky with one thought, and destroys the gods with one word!

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What? Your future wife is a peerless killer, an underground queen?

Sorry, just killed her the other day.

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I heard that your girlfriend is the famous champion of China, the dream lover of countless people?

Um, she was too tired and fell asleep at night, you can come to her tomorrow.

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I remember that the abandoned store of the second uncle seemed to be bought by someone in a month or two.

Hurry up and exchange the useless places in the training house with your cousin for the abandoned store.

Then resold at a price of 10 million alliance coins.

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What?

Xu Yang rescued a legendary elf and took care of it for a month.

Yi Lam knocked Xu Yang unconscious with a sap and threw him out.

The legendary elf who regained consciousness saw Edward Lam.

He was so grateful to him that he willingly became Edward Lam’s elf.

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After transmigrating into a book he had just finished reading, Eric found himself cast as the villainous cannon fodder.The original owner of the body was secretly and wholeheartedly in love with Max, the tribe's strongest warrior, but Max and Michael had grown up together and gradually developed feelings for each other.The original owner tried every means to obstruct them, was eventually exiled by the tribe, and died a miserable death from hunger and cold that winter.Many races existed on this continent, and he was not even human.Eric looked at the piece of grilled meat before him, burnt black as charcoal, and a handful of beans so hard they felt like they could chip his teeth. He looked up at the thatched roof that leaked rain in the summer and let snow through in the winter. Behind him, a small lion cub was wailing for food.Oh, and this little lion cub was also the story's devoted second male lead.The first step was to improve his life.What, the beastmen do not know how to farm?No problem, they can learn. Then they would not have to starve during the winter.Thatched huts, mud houses, and tents could all be replaced! The arrogant Elf race had a strong affinity for plants, which was perfect for farming, and the Dragon race could breathe fire, which was perfect for firing bricks!Humans called the Fantasy Dream Continent a cursed land. Later, a wandering poet would tell tales of the Snow Wolf Tribe who lived there, possessing all sorts of delicacies and fine, home-brewed wine whose aroma could travel for ten miles, leaving a rich aftertaste.Once the rumor spread, countless adventuring parties and mercenaries felt compelled to explore the land, even at the risk of being beaten half to death.Eric utilized the advantages of his bloodline, diligently farming and building infrastructure, leading the tribe toward a better life.It was just that one day he would pick up a prince of the Human race, and the next, a prince of the Elf race. With a prince of the Beastman Kingdom already in his house, Eric was at his wit's end.Perhaps I should just build a nation for all of you!And another thing, you, the main male lead, stop hovering around me!...Auther: Please forgive my mistakes, as English is not my first language. I appreciate your understanding!

Dumbledore always believed Voldemort was the greatest threat to the wizarding world until a thousand-year-old vampire showed up at Hogwarts with the deed in hand—“A thousand years have passed, and Hogwarts' lease is up!” said Dracula. “Headmaster, you wouldn't want your students to be homeless, would you?”“What do you want?” Dumbledore asked gravely.“Anything interesting.”“Well, I think the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is quite interesting!”...And so, Hogwarts gained a professor who couldn’t be dismissed.McGonagall: “Albus, I don't think Professor Dracula's teaching is suitable for the poor children!”Dumbledore: “There's nothing I can do, no one can fire him.”...Draco: “My father is a governor, I'll have him get you fired!”Lucius slapped Draco on the head, “Mr. Dracula, Draco speaks without thinking. Please, don't fire the Board of Governors!”...This is the story of a vampire who lived too long and found amusement in the wizarding world out of sheer boredom.