Reincarnated in the Apocalypse: Invincibility Starts From Killing Enemies With My Own Hands - Chapter 86 - : She Actually Stood Up

After living a mundane life for over a decade, one night, Ji Minghuan suddenly awakened a unique ability to “create game characters in the Real World,” and each character came with its own main quest and a special skill tree system.Since then, he couldn't stop himself. He kept creating new characters in the Real World, developing skill trees, and cultivating character systems... all he needed to do was to enhance the character's reputation to strengthen their abilities. Thus, he started causing trouble in every way possible to attract attention, stirring chaos like a stick in the world of superheroes and supervillains.When he came to his senses, Ji Minghuan was sitting on the moon, gazing at the devastated blue planet, with a group of maxed-out game characters standing behind him. He couldn't help but innocently exclaim:“I really didn't intend to destroy the world at the beginning!”

To this day, Associate Professor Li is still somewhat puzzled.Why has the Immortal Cultivation Realm changed so much in just a hundred years?Looking at the new Sword Sect elective textbook on the table, Li became more silent.[Chapter 1, Introduction to Sword Control Theory][Chapter 2, Maintenance and Care of Qinghe Series Thousand Machines Cruiser][Chapter 3, Postpartum Care of Sword-Toothed Beasts]......Closing the textbook, Li gave up thinking.But just as he was gathering his teaching materials to go to class, a brick-thick book was thrown in through the window.'You Let Me Enter the Sword Sect'Looking at this broken book, Associate Professor Li Guanqi recalled the afternoon he brought Zhang Ze into the Sword Sect.

Being adored by one's parents and hoping to achieve something that could bring them happiness, a child sacrificed their carefree personality and chose the path of books and knowledge at an early age.Without looking back to see how those they thought were their parents were, in truth, only pushing them from behind.Esme, a prodigy from an early age, excelled in everything, unlike her sister, who, though adored by both parents, always lagged behind.Finally, after saving the company from debts and restoring it to its former glory, Esme looked back at her parents in hope of recognition but...“You are not even my daughter, you pathetic fool.”“Hehe, Sister, how about I take your fiancé?”“Um, you see, Esme, I love your sister.”“Tch, insect, how dare you reject checks whenever I, your mother, asked for money!”Those words lingered in Esme's mind before she lost consciousness and woke up inside a prison.“What are you doing here, Aron?” Esme looked at a handsome young man seated in a wheelchair, gazing at her with amusement. He was her sole business competitor, and now, he was visiting her in prison.“Nothing, just came here for a proposal, Miss Esme...”Let's see what awaits the journey of an heiress who was wrongly accused of being fake, betrayed by her fiancé, and had to seek support from her business rivals.

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.