My Foolish Husband Turned Out to Have a Hidden Identity Too - Chapter 294 - : The Crisis of the Xiao Family (Part 4)

Using the brain as an Axis to process large amounts of data, an Advance Computer was made that is faster, accurate and more efficient than Quantum Computers.The only downside was it consumed an infinite amount of energy within a short period of time and also make the human brain stop functioning after prolonged use.Nevertheless, when a looming threat of destruction encroached on Earth for the second time due to excessive Energy emitted by Beta Asteroid Core, humanity decided to use the Advance Computer to siphon away the excess Energy!And the fastest way to do that was to make a VR MMORPG Cabin that will allow billions of people to dive in and make use of the Energy.****Seth was born with a very low body constitution that made him almost a cripple due to his body getting stressed very fast from any extended physical activity.He escaped reality by gaming and when he met with an accident he stopped gaming. But when the ultimate game was out, Asteroid Online, Seth was asked to dive again.Sadly, he found an exact replica of his real-life body in the game. At first, he detested it, but on that first day, Seth was intrigued by the game and wished to explore more.To his utter shock, when he raised his Skills to Talent in the game, his real-life skill also improved.A series of other unexplainable events keep happening to him which steel his resolve to crack the game mystery.

After transmigrating into a fantasy game world, Ye Anping became an unknown cannon fodder with low qualifications who was destined to die tragically at the hands of a villain at the age of fifteen. So, he was a little desperate.

Fortunately, he was only four years old now, and there was an cannon fodder younger sister with excellent aptitude by his side.

Ten years later, the junior sister had grown up, becoming not only beautiful but also stronger. She caught the attention of the protagonist.

And then Ye Anping became fed up with the whole situation.

Ye Anping: “Junior sister, I am your senior brother, stay away from me!”

Junior sister: “Protagonist, I’m just an ordinary person, stay away from me!”

Protagonist : ” I am wholeheartedly devoted to you Lady…”

Marauders shot Yuan in the head and buried him in a ditch. They thought it would be enough to put him down. They were wrong.Rising from the dead by the will of the Gun, demigod of revenge and firearms, Yuan only has one goal in mind: track down his murderers across the Unmade World and slaughter every last one of them. With the bullet-core stuck in his skull marking him as a Gunsoul, he can finally teach these arrogant cultivators a lesson they’ll never forget.But revenge isn’t so easy to claim. To carve out a path through the wasteland, Yuan will have to face power-hungry sects, nuclear cultivators, and weapon-gods. Let them come. No one will bury him again.He’ll give them all a taste of Bullet Hell.

I am Racist.…I mean, my name is Racis T.I was a stand-up comedian. The flop kind. The type who only got laughs when someone else was roasting him.One night, I was doing a gig at a shady, run-down bar—the kind where tattooed bikers drink motor oil for breakfast. I went in with my usual dark humor, but my jokes were getting the same reaction as my dating profile: complete silence.That didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was already starving to death. So I did what any committed comedian would—I went darker.Turns out, one of my jokes (or all of them?) triggered a guy so hard that he pulled a trigger. Headshot. Instant death.But hey, look at this: A guy got triggered, so he pulled the trigger. That’s wordplay. But who cares? I’m dead anyway.All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing, and maybe a few girls swooning over my wit. I never cared about money. The millions I’d have made would have gone to charity—specifically, 0.001% of it. See? I’m generous like that.Anyway, death is death. My story should’ve ended there.But… if there is an afterlife, I had a simple wish: become a successful comedian, find a loving wife, and have just enough money to afford three meals a day… and maybe a humble little private yacht. Or a jet. But that’s it. Because, like I said, I don’t care about money.Unfortunately, wishes don’t work that way.Because, well—there was an afterlife.And it was absolutely not what I wished for.