I Don't Agree to the Terms - Chapter 604 - 328: The Saint Goes to His Death, The End of an Era

Swordsmanship and Dao unite? Shattering the void? Stop joking, speaking of Long Ao Tian transform into a girl body, male pig’s foot and female pig’s foot (internet slang for male lead and female lead) ‘s luck turn around, absolutely crushing people.
Wu Zhe, nicknamed no JJ, transmigrated and mystically fused together with a biomech.

Others pass through and become Japanese girl, he transmigrates to a Japanese girl that could be (thick fog)…..

Getting jailed right after transmigrating, suffering thirst and hunger; joining a sect and is watched attentively, wants to turn her into human cauldron; travelling in Jianghu and is forced to participate in trials, even joining in suicide squads….

Yet Wu Zhe remains alive and kicking. Because…. This new body seems to have a lot of mysteries, unexpectedly could rely on womanly basis to evolve into different forms to survive.

Bosom isn’t flat how one can pacify the world, breasts aren’t big how one can gather people’s will (*). This is the biomech’s joyous life in XuanQi world.

Wu Zhe says: “The most fortunate after transmigrating is, perfectly justifiable to walk in female hot spring….”

- Description from Novelupdates

Today’s headlines –
   “The Malaysian Master has broken through nine products and fought the world!”
   “The pony master is the best, sweeping Eurasian!”
   “Joe’s helper once again, suspected of nine major masters!”
   “The god of the gods is not old, the global master list re-enters the top ten!”
   “…”
   Looking at a piece of news flashing, Fang Pingxin is so tired, this script is wrong!

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Lin Da, a former professional player, arrived in the game “Mystic Continent” and aimed to team up with a few “Young Ladies” from Another World to conquer fifty levels of Mystic Realm and become the strongest adventurer squad.However, ever since the team had risen to fame, they had changed somewhat.“Why is your healing so slow? I almost got killed by the Magical Creatures.”“The reason your level is so low is that you don’t train diligently, always have crooked thoughts about us. This 23-year-old guy is so disgusting.”“Better leave the team and become my servant instead; my pet dog just needs a playmate.”The attitude of the three Young Ladies chilled Lin Da’s heart, and he opted out of this team that he had been with for three years and had grown deeply fond of.Only then did they realize who the core of the team really was.When they regretted their actions too late and tried to apologize to Lin Da, seeking to join his team, Lin Da glanced at the team composed of prettier and hotter beautiful girls behind him and said helplessly:“Sorry, my team is full.”

They call him Ghost.A name whispered in fear across warzones, black markets, and underworld circles.To the world, he's a phantom—a faceless mercenary who leaves no trace but bodies in his wake.To his enemies, he’s a death sentence.To his brothers-in-arms in Graveyard, he’s family.But to himself... he's a haunted man searching for a past stolen in gunfire and smoke.After a flawless mission deep in the Eastern Province, Ghost returns to the hidden forest base he's called home for sixteen years. Yet the victory is short-lived. His foster father, the commander delivers an unexpected order:“That was your last mission.”Now, Ghost—real name Miles Sterling—must step out of the shadows of war and into a world he’s never known. Guided only by a scarred letter, a fading memory, and the voice of a woman he hasn’t seen since the day everything was taken from him.But war forged more than his body and name.Behind the mask, behind the scars, Miles has another secret.One he’s kept hidden even from his brothers in arms.He’s not just a weapon.He’s a ghost with a fortune—a hidden empire he built in silence, across borders and black markets, forged in strategy and blood.A man of many names, and many shadows.Beneath the bullets, tattoos, and silence lies a truth buried in ashes.And Ghost is about to dig it up—one letter, one enemy, one memory at a time.