Infinite Bloodcore - Chapter 437: Section 224: Morning Prayer of Justice

Qin Fei: “Sorry, fried silkworm cocoons are sold out.”
Miaojiang Yanshi seriously face: “Can gold silkworm cocoon be fried?”
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Qin Fei: “The octopus is also sold out.”
The Octopus demon is calm and stretches out one leg: “just take it.”
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Qin Feihan Yan: “Do you still have some clams?”
The diners with children were so scared that they lost their faces and fled.
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There is a snack bar in the outside world.
There is no high-priced egg fried rice here.
No more expensive exaggerated ingredients,
Only delicious street food,
But it does not prevent it from conquering one after another picky taste buds.
[The text is more than a daily comparison, experience life. 】

- Description from Uukanshu translation

Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.

A mysterious natural phenomenon caused the Earth to be plunged into darkness. The world turned into an endless bloody chaos and mankind is on the brink of extinction…

Chu Yun Sheng, an ordinary white-collar worker, discovered his family heirloom book shining a bizarre light by accident. Out of curiosity, he tried to study the heirloom book.

After a long research, he still only understood a few symbols written in the ancient book. However, he was shocked when he figured out what messages the ancient book tried to tell him: the sun will disappear, and humanity is doomed…

He tried to spread the message, but no one believed him; his family and friends even tried to take him to see the psychiatrist. Eventually, he gave up telling anyone, but prepared for the apocalypse in secret.

Until one day– the sun really disappeared…

- Description from Novelupdates

A mediocre, low-born beggar, he relied on only his firm and indomitable spirit to desperately cultivate but still could not exceed the masses. Then by fortune’s favor, he awakened a long-extinct ancient martial soul. Since that day, he soared like a comet on the path of cultivation. From his humble beginnings as an outsider in the Ling Clan, his name, Ling Xiao, would ring throughout the world.