The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master - Chapter 1652 - You Dont Deserve to Be Happy

God-level decomposition and reconstruction system: any object can be decomposed and rebuilt.

Scrap the car? Disassemble it to create a brand new luxury car!

A bunch of small diamonds? After decomposing it, it creates a super-large diamond weighing ten pounds!

Broken phone? After disassembling it, it will create a future mobile phone seventy years later!

What? What if money is sick?

It’s not that simple. Throw away all kinds of medicines and recreate them together. Isn’t there a super special medicine…

Virtual reality technology, a purely domestic mobile computer operating system, a car using pure air, the world’s first moon base…

A few years later, Nucleation Technology, founded by Xue Zha Lin, turned out to be the largest group in the world.

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Fate, a gatekeeper who had been working for the castle, is beset by a few burdens.

When the pure lotus provoked her, she slapped her instantly, “It's just a pair of worn-out shoes. If you want them so desperately, take them and wear them.”President Jones intruded with a cheeky face, “Wife, even if they're worn-out shoes, I'd only let you wear them.”“Scram!”...【One man, one woman】Four years ago, she left in fury with the bun in her oven. Four years later—“Uncle, I noticed that your face has a gloomy look, it looks like you have excessive liver heat. It's obvious you lack a wife. Do you want to get to know my mommy?”The president who remained aloof from women looking at his mini-me, his eyes deepened. He immediately packed up the mother and child, and brought them back home, pampered them to the point of annoying everyone.Someone asked, “President Jones, isn't this a bit too unreasonable?”The president smirked coldly, “You expect me to be reasonable when pleasing my wife?”This is a story about an overbearing President Jones, who's fiercely dominant, and unreasonable in pampering his wife.

I possessed a character with an intelligence of 100 in a classic medieval fantasy land-grabbing game. An intelligence score of 100. That meant my predictions were always accurate. However, since I was physically weak and didn’t quite understand why that was the case, I thought it best to just live quietly. But then… leaders who began to recognize my ability started to become obsessed with me.