Even If I'm Reborn as a Cute Dragon Girl, I Will Still Make a Harem - Chapter 9: Birth Festival (3)

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.

Growing up in a cursed world, brought up in a country of warriors and soldiers, Nero was always eager for the day he would awaken his innate ability, and gain the chance to become an Eldrim Card master! Eager for the day he could fight against hell, hail and damnation itself and rid the world of its many curses.But the day his older brother was framed and sent to the frontlines to die, he woke up to a new truth. The notions of his youth - camaraderie, brotherhood, patriotism - they are all fake, and in the eyes of the powerful he and his ilk were just cannon fodder. In this cursed world, humans were curses too.He continued to wait for the day he could awaken power and rid the world of its curses - all of them!WSA 2024Hey guys, for access to maps, character pictures and more check out the discord. For those that don't use discord, I'll think of something so you can see them as well!Discord: https://discord.gg/xTWUR5BnD2

Lin Qingqing was still talking to her friends about taking part in the singing contest the previous night. When she woke up the next day, she came five years later and found that she had not only married a overbearing president she didn’t know at all, but also had a child with him?!!

What kind of dog blood plot is this?

It is said that she still doesn’t like her husband and children, and the most thing she wants to do every day is divorce.

Looking at the pitiful eyes of Little Meng dumpling that was looking for attention and care in front of her, the handsome and rich, carefully spoiled her, want to get close but dare not, her overbearing husband, Lin Qingqing heart felt soft, “just accept it”!

At first Lin Qingqing only wanted to be a good mother, but later she found the husband so charming that she only wanted to roll in his arms every day….

Yi Zeyan knew from the beginning that the woman did not love him. No matter how kind he was to her, she didn’t appreciate it. Even if she married him, she was not willing to look him in the eye. Later, she simply lost her memory and completely forgot him.

However, he did not expect her to become different after losing her memory. She not only did not reject his approach, but even smiled at him. Later, she even stick close to him from time to time and act like a spoiled child to him.

She has become so sweet, how can he endure it…

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[Science Eliminates Immortals] Fake Qi Practicing Phase cultivators: Casting fire and water magic, controlling flying swords to decapitate enemies from several tens of steps away, and possessing a shield magic tool for both offense and defense.Real Qi Practicing Phase cultivators: Driving a Type 99 main battle tank, equipped with a 125mm magic tool main gun pulled by Divine Sense, two 12.7mm anti-aircraft and anti-field magic tool machine guns corrected by Divine Sense, nine assorted electromagnetic missiles suspended at the rear of the tank, drawn together by Divine Sense, and four reconnaissance drones, bombing enemies to ashes from 20 kilometers away.Even more real Nascent Soul cultivator: Operating an Air-Space Mothership cluster, with a combat range spanning thousands of miles...