Sand Mage of the Burnt Desert - Chapter 327

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Brief Description: (Rebirth+ Farming+Magic Cave+Trashing Scum+Becoming Rich)

Jiang Sanlang finds a newborn girl on the hill, and raises her as his own daughter. Not long after, his barren wife becomes pregnant with twins.

Then, the Jiang family is showered with good fortune, gradually embarking on a road to wealth from being penniless.

All the villagers are envious of the Jiang family’s good luck and want to partake in the little Fairy Child’s fortune.

Yingbao waves her tiny hand: Come on everyone, let’s go plant some gold and Xue’er. I guarantee you’ll have enough food for a year, be rich in two years, and reach the peak of your life in three years.

In the end, all the villagers do indeed become wealthy, much to the envy of other villages.

Then one day, the family that abandoned the baby girl came to the Jiang family to demand their child back.

The entire village is enraged, fists at the ready at the door: Bah! What shameless people dare to steal a child, they should taste some punches first.

Yingbao dies, then reincarnates. She never imagined that she was actually a ‘throwaway character’ from a story, and all her experiences were engineered to drive the plot forward.

In this life, Yingbao is determined to steer clear of the female protagonist and supporting characters, avoiding all storyline drama. She aspires to lead her adoptive parents and siblings to a good life, building a prosperous home.

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My name is Yan, and since I was a child, I’ve been able to see some strange things.For example—In elementary school, our new neighbor Aunt Tan had a pair of all-around genius twins, who were like the “precious little geniuses” with halos above their heads. They could recite the English-Chinese dictionary backwards at three, master both Chinese and Western musical instruments by five, and hack into a country’s database by seven…Growing up next to such prodigies, my life was inhumane, tragic, and constantly subjected to comparisons.To escape the comparisons with these “other people’s children,” I specifically applied to a private boarding school for middle school.On my first day, my deskmate was a small, thin girl with bangs, wearing an old uniform, and her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s.Three months later, she woke up from a nap with a “rebirth” halo above her head.She moved effortlessly among the cold academic genius, the wolf-like school bully, the fierce boss, and the gentle childhood friend, leaving me, a lonely onlooker, utterly amazed.By university, I thought I had finally escaped this abnormal world.But as soon as I stepped into my dorm room, my footsteps froze.My roommates each had halos like “ancient times to modern,” “post-apocalyptic superhuman,” “will die if not spending money,” and “ghost king revival.”I clutched my little blanket and applied to the counselor for a room change, but to no avail.Over time, I gradually got used to it. “Handover systems,” “management systems,” “book transmigration,” “infinite worlds,” “three-and-a-half-year-olds,” “interstellar live streams,” “red envelope groups”…The types of halos kept increasing, and I was able to calmly ignore all of it, focusing on my own life.Every morning, I skillfully helped my “ancient to modern” roommate, who was being blacklisted online, dodge campus paparazzi and secure seats for class.At noon, I assisted my tycoon roommate in distributing today’s haul of luxury skincare and designer bags, tasting the city’s top private chef’s custom lunchbox, and exclaiming with emotion, “Darling, can I really accept these?”In the evening, I enjoyed the flowers and plants cultivated by my superhuman roommate on the balcony, tasting a mutated cherry tomato and commenting, “I feel refreshed and purified.”Late at night, when my ghost king roommate quietly climbed back through the window, I peeked out to ask, “You’re back a bit late today, didn’t bring anything back, did you?”My name is Yan, and I am not the protagonist of this world.

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