My wife is a Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox - Chapter 38: Absorbed Her Evil Qi

An accident let him have a special ability to turn back time up to 1 minute. When he said the wrong things in front of his leader, he was able to return back to 1 minute before to correct what he said. During jade stone gambling and there was no jade inside, he turns back time to pick another stone. When the woman he likes met an accident, he can return back to 1 minute before to save her…… A small fry’s rise through the ranks of the government service starts……

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A million years ago, he had traversed the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, braving countless mysterious Life Prohibition Zones, in search of a way to resurrect that foolish woman, but inadvertently learned one earth-shattering secret after another. Thereafter, he went through nine cycles of reincarnation, strategizing over the world, casting his net across the heavens, with the Myriad Realms as his board! In this life, he had returned from reincarnation, his Qi engulfing mountains and rivers, “It’s time to close the net...”

Passing through the world after nuclear war on Earth, all humans fall into a game called “Transcendence”.Through games, people can gain the power to move mountains and seas. The strong can cross the void or the universe and do anything they want.Stel had been in this otherworldly place for eighteen years when one day, he woke up with the ability to “Evolve Every Day.”Various talents?Evolve!SSS-class “Descent of the God,” all attributes doubled, resurrection from death.SSS-class “Soul of Arcane,” all magic cast without conditions, power doubled, ignoring the opponent's defense.What about different skills?Evolve!“Fireball” → “Flamestorm”“Wind Blade” → “Storm of Death”...And what about different professions?Evolve!Treasured items? Evolve!Pets? Evolve!By the time Stel stepped out of the gaming pod and back into reality, the entire universe was already at his feet.

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

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