MTL - I Can Actually Bring Out Game Items (I Can Bring In-game Items Out) - Chapter 404 Wangui Small World

In a humble village untouched by ambition, ​Hua Jin lives an idyllic life as the adored daughter of a farming family—a rarity in an era where sons reign supreme. Content with her simple joys and doting kin, she dreams only of peace… until the skies turn vengeful.But Hua Jin has a secret: a mystical space brimming with untold resources. While others scramble when droughts scorch crops, floods drown kingdoms, and plagues darken horizons, she smirks. “We’ve got this.”Yet survival isn’t just about hoarding grain. With her family’s unwavering love as her shield, Hua Jin masterminds a laid-back revolution: turning their farm into a fortress, bartering wit for wealth, and outsmarting fate itself. Who needs panic when you’ve got a lazy genius with infinite storage and a clan that laughs in the face of doom?

People know that ghosts are terrifying, but ghosts understand the malice in human hearts.This is a traditional supernatural novel.

Sheng Jiaoyang, a human-beautiful, poisonous and scumbag full-level troublemaker, abducted a system, defected to the Space-Time Administration, became a freelancer, and began to happily rule the world in various worlds.

As a result, if they were not careful, everyone became a snake spirit.

The dandy second son on campus, the playful second son of a wealthy group, the dangerous and powerful sea monster, the cold and noble overlord… These are the proud sons of heaven who should have had a smooth life, but they all encountered disaster.

Jiao Yang: “It’s all because of my beauty.”

system:”……”

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This year, Ji Jingqiu is 16 years old.To survive, he envisions the Fire House Buddha Prison, plants a bodhi treasure tree, and embarks on the path of martial arts.Many years later,A brilliant light arises, illuminating endless darkness.A towering ancient tree, with emerald green leaves and a canopy like a pavilion, rises with glass-like clarity into the sky, supporting a divine realm of pure land, spanning countless ages, illuminating the three realms and ten directions.On this day,All martial artists under heaven look up to it, like mayflies seeing the blue sky.......“Within there is a bodhi tree, which I planted when I set foot in martial arts, and now it has grown to provide a canopy.”“I see everything in the world, and nothing is like me.”“That year, I scoured history books, this history without era, I looked horizontally and vertically, and saw those characters – ‘The world’s storms come from us.’”...— Excerpt from the autobiography of Ji Jingqiu, the proud sun of the martial arts world of today.