The Divorced Heiress Is Getting Married Again! - Chapter 182: A Thing For Your Husband

A mission for justice that spans across two lifetimes, a fresh beginning that presents a new opportunity to succeed where he once failed. In a time of grave peril for a world on the brink of anarchy, a hero rises like a phoenix from its own ashes to offer a faint glimmer of hope.Armed with his wealth of knowledge and experience from his past life, as well as an almighty cultivation art obtained under mysterious circumstances, Fang Che sets out to exact vengeance on the Church of the Self-Righteous, a blight on the entire continent and the ones that had put an end to his past life.Original blurb:The long night shrouds the world, and the dawn is delayed.Evil descends upon the earth, and living beings suffer.He wanders in the long night, strolling upon the edge of a blade, swaying between the clouds and hell.Igniting the fire of the star soul.Since the long night stretches on, I shall be the ruler of the night.

Xiao Yijing returned to the real world from a narrow escape from the infinite world, and got the reward from the system – a group of unfinished buildings!

Although the unfinished building is in dilapidated condition and a lot of waste is waiting to be done, Xiao Yijing resolutely chooses to put it in ruins. Whoever likes to get a job will get a job, anyway, I won’t get a job!

When I have time to grow vegetables, raise chickens, herd cattle, and feed pigs, my small life is very nourishing.

Eh? Let me expand the scale of farming? ——No, it’s too troublesome!

What? Want to live here? ——Yes, you can settle the house by yourself.

ha? Do you want to help with work? ——Okay, you can handle it yourself!

By the time Xiao Yijing came back to her senses, the people who worked at their own expense had already gone to the sky, and the unfinished building was unknowingly revived!

(There is a male protagonist, but there are very few emotional scenes)

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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.