QT: Grace To Grass Counterattack System - Chapter 279 My Sister-In-Law Is My Surrogate 38

I died on my wedding night.My mate the Alpha I had loved all my life abandoned me before the entire pack, humiliated me, and whispered his final command through our bond: “Just die already.”And I did.But fate was cruel. Instead of peace, I opened my eyes again… reborn to the very night of my betrayal. This time, I wasn’t the weak, naïve Luna who let her sister steal everything.This time, I would tear their lies apart.

While trying to survive, Eddie needs to create his Serum. But, all these works make his life pressure continues to grow.Especially after he meets Ada Wong.All he can do is 'Fighting' with the female Wesker to calm the stress.As for Alex, Jill, and Rebecca. Eddie *cough* does not know them... Maybe just friends that like to hang out and drink coffee together?Wait... You tell me they all had children?In the future?Ah, I see... Still, who is the children's father?

She transmigrated into the body of a little girl from a fishing village! Her father is honest and foolishly filial, while her mother is weak and ill. Moreover, her siblings are still young children.

Her father was the best fisher in the village and breadwinner of the entire family. However, when he got injured and was on the verge of death, her cruel grandparents and uncle kicked her whole family out. They were hungry and cold with nothing but an empty house…

But that’s ok! She has a multicolored stone that can accelerate the growth of crops. She was also an expert at preparing braised meat in her previous life.

Just watch as she, an eight year-old girl, challenges the taste buds of people who lived during ancient times. With improved high-yielding crops, she’s going to become the most famous farming expert in the world!

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”