Heaven, Earth, Me - Chapter 898: Months go by.

In an era where human advancement stagnates, mankind faces devastating defeat in a galaxy-wide struggle against countless alien races. Amid internal chaos and external threats, a shocking discovery emerges through a broadcast program—a peerless genius named Jiang Que, exiled on a forsaken planet. Jiang Que develops revolutionary cultivation techniques that not only transform various human industries but also offer a path to extending lifespans and evolving into higher beings. As humanity deploys every strategy to steal his secrets, alien factions and their traitorous agents stop at nothing to sabotage his progress. Now, at the center of a cosmic storm, Jiang Que must face enemies from all sides. The Latest Updates All People Want My Created Cultivation Skills – C2 C2 - Creating a Cultivation MethodTime flies.Jiang Que, with his striking looks, had the most viewers in his live broadcast room, peaking at over 100,000.​Yet, after spending a considerable amount of time seated cross-legged in a cave, the audience began to lose interest, and the viewership started to plummet. In an era where human advancement stagnates, mankind faces devastating defeat in a galaxy-wide struggle against countless alien races. Amid internal chaos and external threats, a shocking discovery emerges through a broadcast program—a peerless genius named Jiang Que, exiled on a forsaken planet. Jiang Que develops revolutionary cultivation techniques that not only transform various human industries but also offer a path to extending lifespans and evolving into higher beings. As humanity deploys every strategy to steal his secrets, alien factions and their traitorous agents stop at nothing to sa

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I am an extra. That is an undeniable fact. As a mere extra in a fantasy world filled with sparkling heroes, charming princesses, and mysterious antagonists, my existence is merely to serve as a backdrop for them. But I, Arkan, will not remain silent! Why be satisfied with being ordinary, when I can be extraordinary?In this world, I might be just a herb shopkeeper who doesn't even get to be in the main dialogue. But somehow, my life began to change after I accidentally obtained an Artifact That Extra Characters Should Not Be Able to Have.Now, with a power that invites more trouble than anything else, I struggle to avoid the attention of the main characters... or steal their attention?

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.