Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart - Chapter 358 - 357: Earnestness

The arrival of origin ability era. Many berserk beasts spawned. Humans with superpowers blooming like mushrooms. Su Hao is just an ordinary 3rd year high school student who had mastered a lowly grade origin ability named
“Model analysis”.

After the divorce, I amazed the world with my child.Forced into marriage, Ning Yichu always thought that Li Linyang hated her as his wife, until one night when he got drunk and cornered her with red eyes, “Ning Yichu? The one I damn well want is Ning Yichu!”Ning Yichu believed it to be true and sweetly managed their marriage, only to be met with a divorce agreement.Five years later, she returns gloriously with a new book “The Years My Ex-husband Couldn't”, alongside a pair of genius twins. She effortlessly navigates the jewelry world, becoming a top-notch jade carving artist, winning awards left and right. Countless socialites are willing to spend extravagantly for her work, causing a sensation online.What? The green tea is sick and dying, wanting her help? No way!What? The scumbag ex-husband is kneeling at the door begging for reconciliation? Let him go.But what's with this scumbag ex-husband? She finally found a tall, rich, and handsome man to be the stepdad for her kids, yet this bastard keeps causing trouble every day!“Wife, today you held Mo Boyou's hand once, met him seven times, spoke 327 words with him!”“Go away, we already divorced. Next, I'm not only going to hold his hand, meet, and speak with him, but also hug, kiss, and walk into the hall of marriage...”The scumbag ex-husband rages, veins popping.She thought he was going to hit her, but instead, he turned and stuffed a cute little girl into her arms, saying pitifully, “Wife, I was wrong. Our daughter cannot live without mommy. Please give me another chance!”The adorable little girl looks on pitifully, “Mommy, please love, please caress, please don't abandon me!”OMG! When did you steal one of my babies?

Lieutenant Reia a fox girl and a squad leader, comes back from a highly dangerous mission that involved the retrieval of a highly confidential file.Reia looked into the files themselves while on the mission and discovers a blueprint of a generator for a new source of energy that could potentially wipe out the entire world. Upon returning to her quarters she tries to figure out what the military plans to do and how much time they have before they need to leave.However, the military already made their move and sent someone to assassinate Reia and her squad. Reia knowing exactly what they were here for decides to push forward the plan to run away from the military. Killing the general that came to kill them sets off the military to hunt Reia and her squad forcing them to leave.Reia and her squad then attempt to escape but while they are escaping, the middle of the military base began to erupt. Massive cracks formed across the entire military city, and then these cracks began spewing green lava.This green lava had an effect causing everyone that was touched by the lava to turn into a mutant. Half humans became a much bigger version of their animals and humans became an elongated version of themselves. Their bodies would turn into a black oily slime substance and lose all logical thought.Reia and her squad manage to make it to the outer city without being infected but were separated in the process.Now being separated each of the members must survive on their own and find a way to regroup.Reia knew how strong her squad members were and believed they could survive, but now it was her mission to find her members again and find a safe place to survive the apocalypse.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”