Dad, Please Try a Little Harder - Chapter 2 - I Exposed My Dad’s Private Savings

I had to take him home and raise him. There was no bathtub or a large basin at home, so I had to put him in the washing machine for the time being.

It was an hour later before I remembered it again, by which he had been washed extremely clean.

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Billions have perished, leaving only a few million survivors.After his death, Eric is summoned to another world that has been nearly destroyed by corruption.The gods’ influence has all but vanished, and it is up to him to rally the remaining survivors, reclaim the land they lost, and restore the gods’ cathedrals.In doing so, he grows stronger, inching closer to awakening the gods from their eternal slumber.Time is running out.Not only are unimaginable abominations preparing to strike, but Eric faces a deadly challenge from within.His system, a mysterious force aiding him, comes with a dire warning:[WARNING][Each time the system responds, it consumes host essence. When essence runs out, the host’s soul will perish along with the system.][Recommendation: Communicate only when absolutely necessary.][Current essence: 940][1 essence = 1 word generated by the system.][Choose your next words wisely.]

What would you do if someone—or something—offered you everything you ever dreamed of?Power.wealth. Even a chance to rewrite your fate.In this world, nothing is given freely.Some trade their souls. Others their eyes.Just like the horror stories.But when my moment came…they didn’t want my soul.They didn’t want my eyes.They asked for my face.My name is Ross Mutt, and everything changed with a single phone call—a call that dragged me into a hidden war run by people who control more than governments, more than nations.People who decide who vanishes… and who never existed.I thought I was going to take them down.Until the day I heard that voice.A calm voice.A patient voice.A voice that had been waiting for me long before all of this began.“Rise.”That was my first glimpse—my first warning—that something far greater than my enemies had taken interest in me.And from that moment…my real fight began.

“He is the Xiang Qichen that I fell for at first sight and can’t forget.”......Zhou Huaiyi's pink journal recorded unspeakable longing for her crush.Until one day, her crush accidentally opened this journal.Crush: “Your mom's future son-in-law, with the surname Xiang?”Zhou Huaiyi stiffly clung to the last bit of stubbornness: “Ah... why... why not, huh?”The Crush chuckled softly, his deep voice like a spring breeze: “Your future son will also have the surname Xiang.”Zhou Huaiyi looked at him weakly: “You? My son?”The Crush, with a half-smile: “Do you need some discipline?”Zhou Huaiyi: “...”—My affection for you has never wavered.Optimistic and cheerful fangirl VS Gentle and reserved idol male godSweet romanceSoul exchange