Surviving in a Romance Fantasy Novel - Chapter 116: Just Because (1)

In a realm rife with war and conquest, only the strong and cunning may survive.Planar travel has become the determinant of strength.Nobles and powerhouses travel the myriad planes, invading and plundering them to increase their personal strength, grow their military might and fund their endless wars.A systems engineer and lifelong web novel reader is reborn as Alex Fury—a young noble deemed talentless by his own family. Lacking his family’s bloodline powers and warrior potential, Alex is exiled to a Mage Tower.His fate is clear: master magic... or lose everything.No cheat system. No divine blessing. No hidden power.What he does have is a mind sharpened by logic, engineering... and stories.Blending the System Engineering and web novel knowledge of his previous life with the Rune knowledge of his new world, Alex Fury creates a revolutionary new form of magic unique to him...RuneTech Magic.From Runic Artificial Intelligence to an Interplanar communication networks; From Rune-powered super soldiers to Rune-crafted Power Armours (and mechas), from new energy sources to Perpetual Energy.With this marriage of science and technology, Alex will usher in advances previously thought unattainable in his new world, and his old one.This is a tale of power, rebellion, ambition- and legacy.Empires will rise to crush him. Worlds will try to deny him. But with intellect, invention- and just a spark of madness, he will carve his name into history.Witness the birth of the Rune-Tech Sage, and the beginning of a legend that will echo across worlds.

The Saint: “Bro Yi, Can you make me your servant?

Yi Feng: “What? A Saint like you wants to become my servant. Do you have any shame?

The Saint: “My sister is very beautiful”

Yi Feng (His eyes is glowing): Little Saint, you can follow me from now. All right, remember to tell your sister to come!

The King: “Yi Feng! Your bastard, what are you doing?

Yi Feng: My bad! My bad! My king, I just want to stroll in this harem a little bit. Who knows those girls have been following me like that?

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When disaster struck, Ling Mo knew that the kinds of zombies depicted in doomsday movies would in fact, be totally different from reality…

Normally, the most important thing to do during the end of the world is to survive, but when Ling Mo picked up his girlfriend from an abandoned bus, the trajectory of his life had gone completely out of control.

The cause of this was very simple. His girlfriend, mutated…

Wait, Shana, that sickle in your hand looks like its being pointed at my pants!

Senior sister! Stop trying to pounce on me the moment I’m distracted!

And little girl, is it really alright for you to just hide by my side and laugh?

Lastly…all of you, stop trying to bite me…ahhh!!!

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You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.