Snowstorm: I'm Super Rich in the Apocalypse - Chapter 121 - Surprises Brought by Fruits

Jiang Lin crossed over, he became the tragic little cannon fodder in the book.

The little cannon fodder relied on his good looks, and there was no man in capital who hadn’t been seduced by him.

He was a well-known playboy in capital, an existence that everyone despised.

Only Jiang Lin who became the cannon fodder knew what kind of life the cannon fodder lived.

The little cannon fodder’s father didn’t care, his mother died early, and his stepmother treated him harshly. There were also two stepbrothers and a “beautiful and kind-hearted” heroine sister in the family.

The first stepbrother robbed him of his position as a companion of the crown prince, and the second stepbrother robbed him of his qualification to be a student of the Imperial Academy; in the end, the heroine sister arranged him to marry a man who was about to die.

From anyone’s point of view, what Jiang Lin took was a death script. But Jiang Lin held the space in his hand, who was he afraid of?

So——
Jiang Lin made a great contribution in front of the heroine, and successfully regained the position of the eldest son of the Hou family from the hands of his two stepbrothers.

Jiang Lin successfully solved the famine and became famous all over the world as a Marquis and held the nobility.

As for the dying man Jiang Lin married, not only did his legs recover from the poison, but he also became a fearsome General, the God of War.

- Description from Novelupdates

In an era when the power of Fire Magic was considered to have reached its limit, one girl began researching nuclear fusion.

I was sixteen when the gods abandoned me.The Blessing Ritual was supposed to grant me power, a divine gift to carve my future. Instead, I received nothing. No abilities. No hope. Just another nameless soul left to rot in a world ruled by strength.Fine. If the gods wouldn’t bless me, I’d make my own power.For ten years, I clawed my way forward, experimenting with forces no human should touch. I pushed too far—and it killed me.Then I woke up.Sixteen again. Back at the Ritual. But this time, something changed.Time bends at my will. Blood moves when I command it.The gods still won’t acknowledge me, but it doesn’t matter. This world isn’t fair, and I’ve stopped playing by its rules. Faith and Chaos clash in my veins, and I will use them both.They wanted a Chosen Hero, someone to dance to their tune.Well, too bad for them—I’ll carve my own fate.

Transmigrating into a poor and mistreated young lady's body, what will the craziest alchemist of the seven realms now do?