Record of a Thousand Lives - Chapter 150

“What’s it like to be sought as a billionaire businesswoman’s long-lost son?”Thirty years ago, the billionaire businesswoman Song Yazhi accidentally lost her child.Thirty years later, Qin Yuan returns to the country in a low-key manner.No one knows – At this moment, he already controls trillions in wealth, hailed as a mysterious financial tycoon, dominating the business world!And on the very day of the reunion— The investment fund under Qin Yuan’s name is secretly plotting to acquire the hundreds billion-yuan company his mother built from scratch!It’s helpless.Qin Yuan had to come clean.“Mom, people out there say I’m lucky, a reincarnation genius. But I’m not bragging — your son really doesn’t take your fortune in eyes!”Qin Yuan declared domineeringly!Then, with this casual move, he helped save his mother’s home appliance company from bankruptcy!The latest China Rich List was announced!Qin Yuan— rose to the top, becoming the richest man in China!His mother, Song Yazhi—ranked second!

“Magic can be activated like a computer program in this world!” Top hacker Ye Chui astonishingly discovered after being reborn in another world.

Mastering the programming language allows you to develop all sorts of programs and so mastering the magic language allows you to release all sorts of spells!

With his experience and intuition as the top hacker, he shall be omnipotent!

Specialist Realm? Divine Realm? Profound Realm?

These are nothing!

Water, Fire, Lightning, Wind, Earth, Spatial, Dark, Light. With all kinds of magic elements at his disposal, he is the Omni-Magician unprecedented in history!

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“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]

In the mortal world, the grass and trees are in autumn, she thought she could live her own life happily, but she did not expect to shoulder the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the family.

She has a very high spiritual root value, and it is reasonable to say that she is a rare genius. However, Lei Shuimu is such a fucking spiritual root that she can electrocute herself. How should she shoulder the responsibility that the Dao has entrusted to herself?

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