Unsheathed - Chapter 451: Crossing the Bridge

She, Xue Fanxin, a famous medical genius in the 21st century, had transmigrated into the body of the dumb daughter of the Grand Duke.

After traveling back in time to a rural family, Hua Xiaomai declared that a wild life needs no explanation.Mornings began with the aroma of cooking rice, evenings spent cooking fish and shrimp, days were colorful and flavorful, and integrity was just like passing clouds.Her elder sister said, when you meet a good man, you must decisively tackle him. Hua Xiaomai rubbed her hands together, ready for action, while a certain man stepped back three paces.“My lady, don’t rush. Leave this kind of thing to me.”--------------------------------------------------------------------------A new book, “Tender Beauty,” is uploaded, inviting all the young ones to check it out, kiss kiss O(∩_∩)O

Tunnel Rat is being revised. I have finished the revised manuscript for Book one, which comprises Chapters 1-60.

At some point, the first book will be published on Amazon. A few chapters and an outline of the first book will be left here on RR, and the bulk of chapters 1-60 will be removed, stubbing the book. I will give warning before that happens.

Milo lives in a steel cave within a man-made mountain of steel and concrete. He spends his days repairing the machinery that keeps the habitat livable and tinkering with the prosthetics that help his twisted body move about through the small tunnels and air shafts that are his world. He's as much a piece of discarded machinery as the equipment he keeps running.

Given a chance at being someone different will he become a hero and live in the sunlight? The light beckons, but there are secrets buried in the ground. Ancient mysteries left by races that delved deep and stayed below. Maybe only a tunnel rat could find them?

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A legendary business genius who is all-powerful, but he doesn’t even understand anything, chickens know more than him.

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