Married To The Cruel Crown Prince - Chapter 799: Who once was called Cruel

This is a happy story of a lawbreaker who legally obtained a C-level skill from an agent, was forced to replace an A-level item, voluntarily steal a B-level skin, and forcibly smuggled into the world of pirates. .

Assuming that a lieutenant general has an average combat strength of 100, a domineering level of B, a speed level of A, and a strength level of B, if an individual with this goal of growth has an initial combat strength of 1, the average annual growth rate of combat strength is 1.24. The uncertainty increase and decay value caused by the accident is ±2.5, and the trigger conditions of the domineering system are unequal and random. Try to demonstrate the following questions:

1. Describe the nature of the Devil Fruit and explain how it works.

2. Explore what is the mutual restraint mechanism of “Domineering – Fruit”?

PS: Due to various reasons, the announcement is made in a serious and responsible attitude. The two words “strong” in several names are very reliable. As for the last two words… miraculously, it has nothing to do with the content.

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Reincarnated as a baby who was in his mother’s womb for a hundred years, the moment Lin Xuan was born, the whole world was shocked.

This story is about the romance that blossomed between a beautiful princess and several courtiers, told through the various positions they experienced together.

The boundless universe is full of many wonders.

I, Chen Ping, only have one sword!

I can move mountains, overturn the seas upside down, suppress demons, slap the face of gods, pluck the stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and… open the heavenly abode!

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The Midland world was full of wonders.

In the center of the world, there was a scholar who had once used a sword to slash out a waterfall of the Milky Way. This was the person he was the most proud of.

At the edge of East Sea’s cliffs, there was a nameless Daoist who was unwilling to ascend to the peak of a mountain. He only wished for a cool breeze to brush against his face.

In the Western Pure Land, there was an old monk who liked to treat people to chicken soup and tell stories.

In the southern border of the Wilderness, there was a blind painter who controlled golden-armored puppets that were as tall as mountains to move the hundred thousand mountains, creating an embroidered picture.

A impoverished youth who grew up in the north. One day, he saw tens of thousands of Sword Kinesis Immortals above him, like a swarm of locusts crossing the border.

He wanted to see for himself the scholar that the storyteller had mentioned, the surging tides of the East Sea, the vast swamps of sand in the west, and the majestic mountains of the Southern Wasteland.

Thus, one day, the youth picked up the wooden sword and began to descend south.

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