The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! - Chapter 9 - , The Bumpkin and The Unlucky Guy_1

[Please select your difficulty. Choose very carefully, as it will determine everything.][Easy] [Normal] [Hard] [Nightmare] [Hell]“Hell, obviously!”------------Sam Walker, an average office worker, transmigrates into the world of the game he hates the most: [Forsakened].In this world, the apocalypse descended on Earth and merged with the [Forsaken] realm.The select few chosen, known as Awakeners, could explore this realm to gain tremendous strength and treasures.Sam didn't have any expectations, but surprisingly, he unlocked an SSS-Rank Class.[Primordial.]Alongside his class, Sam unlocked a unique skill that allowed all of his skills to evolve infinitely.“If this game truly wants me dead in this difficulty... then I'll fight back with everything I have!”...[You have evolved “Master Sword Technique” into “Primordial Sword Technique”][You have evolved “Fire Meteor” into “Supernova”][You have evolved “Powerful Shield” into “Ultimate Barrier”]...Nothing could stop him now.

Reborn in a parallel world, this place is imbued with eeriness everywhere... Do not enter the bathroom after midnight. At two in the morning, the sound of knocking resonates on time. A woman, haggard and emaciated, always stands with her back to oneself. Encountered a strange event? Lucky for me, I can Rewind! This is the story of a Reincarnator, carefully navigating a reality invaded by the bizarre, combating the strange with bizarre poses.

The once revered Alchemy Emperor returns to his fifteenth year. In this lifetime, he not only seeks to rectify all past regrets but also aims to achieve the pinnacle of martial arts!Compared to cultivation techniques? My lackeys have divine-level technique in hands.Compared to elixirs? My top-tier elixirs are fit only for feeding dogs.Talents? Any genius who encounters me will find their fate crushed!Prosper under my lead, oppose me and meet your demise!

[sweet, pampering][strong FL, 1v1]He was an absolute noble, decisive and cold-hearted, yet he was persistently entwined with her, doting incessantly.The first time they met, he questioned, “Six years ago, was it you?”The second time they met, he was holding a paternity test, “You still dare to say your son isn't mine?”The nth time they met, she finally lost her patience, “Sir, will you ever give it a rest?”The man lifted the corners of his mouth, smiling with a deep and enchanting charm, “Not before our second child is born.”