Cultivation: The Heaven's Fated Useless Genius - Chapter 16 – Borrow troops

Way, way, and very way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals.And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army.Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too.My Talent's Name Was Generator.Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like.So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me?Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back.I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls.

Lu Ruanruan is a salted fish Alpha, the biggest wish in life is: lie down and win
But the reality is always bad luck and poverty.
The day she was slandered as a stand-in and lost her chatting job.
Lu Ruanruan was angry, driven by strong resentment.
she got a system
The system required her to dress up as a stand-in for the heroine in ten ABO novels about chasing husbands and crematoriums.
As long as she can achieve Liying, she can realize her wish in real life.
Lu Ruanruan: That’s not easy, lie down and win, do it!
However, later, the plot line of each mission world will have strange deviations.
The task is upgraded to hard mode.
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first world:
The substitute lover of school grass
Lazy Lu Ruanruan: The school bully insists on forcing me to study. If I don’t study, I won’t get enough food. I somehow became a high-tech top talent.
Second world:
Big Brother’s Sister
Lazy Lu Ruanruan: Brother Little Sweet Cake is going to die soon, how to break the treatment madness, wait online
…
Every time she travels through a world, Lu Ruanruan will inexplicably master a skill.
And these skills seemed to belong to her in the first place.
After shedding a layer of skin from the fast travel world, after completing the mission, Lu Ruanruan’s skills are full.
One day in a bar, I ran into my former employer “Boss Huo”.
Sitting in the dim yellow and dark place, the long legs of the man O are curled up, his bones are cold and sharp.
He raised his eyes and looked over, his eyes met, and they were scattered.
Lu Ruanruan froze in place, frantically putting together chaotic memory fragments in his mind.
She was like watching flowers on a horse, and saw another self.
She walked up to the man: “Sorry, I’m late.”
A mist flickered in the man’s eyes: “It’s okay…you just need to remember.”
Demining: Every hero in the world is a person, with a lot of personal settings. I can only give the last spoiler: the heroine is a super boss. Shocking reverse text, so it may be slow time travel.

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One-sentence introduction: The heroine of salted fish is a boss
Conception: The heroine of salted fish is a boss

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Bai Chuwei has lived for five thousand years, and after becoming an ancestor of all human beings, she descends the mountains and initiates the plot of a novel.A new female student is transferred into Henghua Secondary School Year 3. The young lady has bright eyes, white teeth, red lips and her appearance is similar to an immortal fairy. But unfortunately, she has Eighth-Grader Syndrome.“The wealth of ten Duan Family added together does not even make up half of my combined wealth over the past five thousand years.”“The first classic masterpiece of China? Oh I casually wrote that for fun two decades ago.”“Scientific research isn’t comparable to flying in the skies with a sword. Today, this ancestor here shall teach everyone how to cultivate scientifically.”The online lurkers reveal a snort of contempt and wait to see Bai Chuwei slapping herself in the face after acting so pretentiously. Eventually, the China Property Statistics Association reveals this particular information: The respected ancestor is the richest person in the world, owning the most number of gold mines, hundreds of islands, and countless property worldwide.China Writer’s Association: @Bai Chuwei, Respected ancestor, when will you continue updating your book after having stopped it for two centuries?

The archaeologist “red-haired witch” made too big of a disturbance while excavating tombs, gloriously becoming a martyr in the midst of the grave chamber’s collapse. Seventeen years later, she had transmigrated into the Five Regions Continent. The delinquent Meng Fuyao who struggled to survive in the lowest rungs of society, cast aside her boyfriend who was about to marry another person with a slice of his five fingers.

“Believe me, she will be an absolutely perfect wife. With her by your side, you will be like an aristocrat and her luxury poodle – no matter where you go, your status will increase by a hundred-fold and complement each other perfectly.”

Forsaken love, abandoned like dog shit. From then on it was a boundless sky and open sea, a trek of ten thousand li. To obtain the Seven States seals, fight against the world first. For the hope of return in her heart, brazenly collide with the Machiavellian royalty of the seven states, uniting the outstanding and talented under the heavens through fortuitous meetings.

And so, will this road of chanced affection go through the peak of heavenly mountains and the warmth of bonfires; the glint of sword shadows and the coldness of the glance backwards; the autumn sun’s golden wind and the flying sweep of the robe sleeve; or that chilly moonlit forest and that sprint like an arrow’s? Once love and that chosen, narrow path cross each other, which will prevail?

She said, I can dedicate myself to you, but if you do not want my body of hot blood, then I must draw your blood. She said, the efforts of my entire life have run in the opposite direction of true love, so are the heavens laughing at me? Then I guess I can only laugh at the heavens.

Three chi of torn silk, one zhang of spilt blood. A thousand li of expanded territory, ten thousand fallen corpses. One day the Luan and Phoenix will soar up with the winds, and Fuyao will rise straight up, ninety thousand li.

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