Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life - Chapter 28 - 27: Stars Twinkling Brightly

Imagine being murdered on your way home to your girlfriend, only to have your soul stolen and handed over to the Demon King as an offering for goods. Could it get any worse?This is the story of a man cursed with a skeleton body, now working alongside the Demon King to unravel the mystery of his new existence. As he navigates this dark new world, he discovers the twelve universes that govern humanity, encountering both allies and enemies along the way.Struggling to regain his humanity, he must master his newfound powers and survive the dangerous politics of the 12 universes. Can he uncover the truth behind his transformation and reclaim his soul, or will he fall to the darkness threatening to consume him?

The arrival of origin ability era. Many berserk beasts spawned. Humans with superpowers blooming like mushrooms. Su Hao is just an ordinary 3rd year high school student who had mastered a lowly grade origin ability named
“Model analysis”.

Lu Zheng possessed a jade seal which allowed him to transmigrate to an alternate world freely.Initially, he thought that the alternate world which he frequented was but an ordinary ancient civilization. With no particular ambition in mind, he planned to become a merchant and enjoyed the casual life of a rich man. He would find a few pretty maidens to accompany him while he explored the place and enjoyed various delicacies. That would be his ordinary and mundane life.His boring life lasted until the day he gave a beggar who showed up at his doorstep a meal. His jade seal obtained a strand of luck because of his action.Since then, he encountered a fox demon visiting him during the day and a beautiful ghost looking for him at night.The members of the Quanzhen Sect paid him tribute while some Buddhist monks stood in his path.So, it turned out that this world was not ordinary.

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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