Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields - Chapter 962: overestimated

[Beef buns: Can effectively replenish physical strength, enhance fitness, and are safe to eat.]Hungry Tain Lin looked at the cow dung in front of him and couldn't help but fall into contemplation.Is this cow dung or a beef bun?To eat, or not to eat? This is a question.

The main protagonist Chen He often meets crazy people in his life, and all these people have very deep prejudices against him. They often do weird things.

(1)

Once, Chen He polished off a bunch of hired killers (who seemed to be after him?), and eventually found the mastermind.

Chen He: You and I are complete strangers, so why are you doing this to me?

Mastermind: You’re gonna kill me after ten years! Of course I’ve got to make a preemptive strike.

Chen He: …

(2)

Chen He: Sir, we have had no bad blood between us, and I have not done anything to offend you. Why are you being so threatening?

Taoist priest: Hmph! In the future, you’ll be offending me to no end. Haven’t you been looking down on me all your life?

Chen He: …but I still have my entire life ahead of me!

(3)

Antagonist A: Chen He! Because of your master, I was rejected by XX Sect, and so I was forced to become a demonic cultivator!

Chen He: Who…who are you?

Antagonist B: My future lover’s meridians and good looks were ruined by you, and I’m definitely not gonna let you do it this time!

Chen He could not help but think: There is definitely something wrong with my life!

- Description from Novelupdates

I am Racist.…I mean, my name is Racis T.I was a stand-up comedian. The flop kind. The type who only got laughs when someone else was roasting him.One night, I was doing a gig at a shady, run-down bar—the kind where tattooed bikers drink motor oil for breakfast. I went in with my usual dark humor, but my jokes were getting the same reaction as my dating profile: complete silence.That didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was already starving to death. So I did what any committed comedian would—I went darker.Turns out, one of my jokes (or all of them?) triggered a guy so hard that he pulled a trigger. Headshot. Instant death.But hey, look at this: A guy got triggered, so he pulled the trigger. That’s wordplay. But who cares? I’m dead anyway.All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing, and maybe a few girls swooning over my wit. I never cared about money. The millions I’d have made would have gone to charity—specifically, 0.001% of it. See? I’m generous like that.Anyway, death is death. My story should’ve ended there.But… if there is an afterlife, I had a simple wish: become a successful comedian, find a loving wife, and have just enough money to afford three meals a day… and maybe a humble little private yacht. Or a jet. But that’s it. Because, like I said, I don’t care about money.Unfortunately, wishes don’t work that way.Because, well—there was an afterlife.And it was absolutely not what I wished for.

Kieran Silver is a young man who suffered from the deceit of his superiors. His outstanding talents and exceptional prospects to climb to the top of Zenith Online dismayed his superiors.

They invoked their influence to suppress his uprising, ultimately causing his demise. However, rather than perish, Kieran Silver receives a second chance.

A chance to dethrone one of the top 10 guilds, Golden Brigade. An opportunity to create an immortal legacy that would forever live on in players' minds. The ability to reach the zenith in both worlds!

However, as he is reborn, Kieran notices a few things that are different from what he remembered. Could it be that he has gone back in time, or is there an even deeper explanation and a larger power at play?

These questions will be answered, whether forcibly or inadvertently, as Kieran explores a seemingly driving force.

The advent of the Legendary Berserker begins!