The Oracle Paths - Chapter 1138 First Real Day Of Battle (part 8)

Lu Liran, the former deputy captain of the first federal mobile team, disappeared in a great war, and his life and death are unknown.
Seriously injured in the war, lingering on his last breath and penniless, Lu Liran was luckily bound by the survival system.
Under the tasks issued by the system——

The Giant at thirty degrees below zero, conquer the Arlok Glacier;
In the No Man’s land under the black wind and sand, travel deep into the oasis in the hinterland of Salba Desert;
The Island in the Sky under the blue sky, the challenge of surviving on an uninhabited island;
The Blue Hole in the Endless Abyss, exploring deep sea wrecks and lost ancient cities.
The Muddy Lands, the Forest of White Bones, gathering specialties of the Haunted Swamp;
The Lord of Fire, the giant dragon lurking on the ground……

Therefore, in the Desolate Star that hates the federal army the most, a man with a disfigured face and mysterious identity quietly appeared in the top ten dangerous uninhabited regions of Desolate Star. In exchange for rich bounty rewards by hunting rare and exotic beasts that ordinary people can’t hunt, and the live broadcast of wilderness survival, he also started rapidly sweeping the entire planet.

“Ah, the anchor looks so scary, no one dares to marry such an Alpha no matter how powerful he is!”

“??? Brother Lu, I can! Marry me! The sense of security is at max level, like!”

“The anchor is really a god. This is the first time I’ve seen someone at the top of this year’s list of Desolate Star’s Most Attractive Alpha + Least Wanted to Marry Alpha at the same time…”

During a live broadcast, a heavy rain washed away the scar on Lu Liran’s face.

The whole live room is boiling!!!

“Marry me, marry me! Brother, marry me!”

After the live broadcast was closed, another man, so handsome that people subconsciously held their breath, appeared. He surrounded Lu Liran’s body and whispered: “You’ve been missing for so many years with my cub, when are you going to give me a name?”

Lu Liran: “…”

Yes, this is still an old-fashioned story of O pretending to be A and running away with joy.

…

His Excellency, the First Commander of the Federal Army, disappeared suddenly in the peaceful post-war era. Until one day, everyone noticed that he appeared in a live broadcast room, happily pretending to be a s*upid human-shaped pendant, and unscrupulously pestering a male anchor with a terrifying face.

“Official announcement, this is the commander’s wife.” His Excellency, the Commander-in-Chief of the Federation, said so.

The live broadcast room is boiling again!!!

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Cao Ju, after transmigrating to the end of the Han Dynasty, became Cao Cao’s eighth son.Starting from the rescue of the dying Han noble, Xun Lingjun, who was given an “empty food box”, he embarked on a path to contend with the other sons of the Cao family and vie for supremacy against the Sun and Liu clans.However, a practical problem lay before Cao Ju:Cao Pi inherited Cao Cao’s cunning!Cao Zhang inherited Cao Cao’s valor!Cao Zhi inherited Cao Cao’s talent!Cao Chong inherited Cao Cao’s wisdom!When it came to him, what could he inherit from Cao Cao?Could it be that he would truly descend to inheriting the remaining hobbies of Cao Cao, actively promoting the martial spirit of Wei, and making contributions far and wide?Daqiao and Xiaoqiao: If the young lord arrives in Jiangdong, we two are willing to form a bond with the young lord and welcome him together!Cao Ju: You all may question the character of my old Cao family, but you absolutely cannot insult the aesthetic sense of the Cao family!Cao Cao: The eighth one like me can indeed carry on the family legacy!

Reborn as a sister of a villain with no blood or tears in a war-fiction novel. Anyway, that guy, who plays ‘my brother’ role, is a villain who will be sealed by the Main Lead after losing the war. So I just need to pretend to be his little sister until he disappears. No, at least that’s how I think … ‘Something in your right hand, is that the main lead’s head?’ My brother won the war. *** “What’s with the suitcase?” “Yes?” At the tip of Dietrich’s long finger, there was a package that I had wrapped up as soon as he left for the battlefield. “I asked what it is.” “It’s, It’s a travel bag, brother.” “Travel? Alone?” Dietrich’s dark eyes glistened. The man who had just returned from victory had a strange smell of blood from mu*der. “Will you leave me?”

According to a popular legend, the famous God of War of Great Liang, Huo Wujiu, was once captured by an enemy country. He had his meridians severed and both his legs broken before he was thrown into the prison. In order to humiliate him, that incapable ruler of the country gifted him to his cutsleeve brother as a concubine.

General Huo suffered a great deal of humiliation. He laid in wait for three years before he shed his cicada skin and returned to the Great Jing. He treated his crippled legs, and three months later, he led his army to storm the enemy’s capital. He slaughtered the emperor, razed the capital, and finally beheaded that tr*sh of a cutsleeve, displaying his head on the city’s walls for the next three years.

Since then, the world has been united.

——

A certain university’s history lecturer received a graduation thesis depicting the legend of Huo Wujiu, and he wrote a full page of criticism for the student.

Then he blinked, and he was transmigrated into the body of that cutsleeve prince.

There were lanterns and decorations everywhere. A man came, sending word that the disabled general of the enemy state had already entered the manor in his wedding sedan.

As he looked at the General Huo in front of him, taking in his malicious gaze, his tortured state, clad in a red wedding gown, Jiang Suizhou realised that even legends can come true.

This legend could even cause him to be beheaded in public in the future, with his head hung on the city walls for three years.

Jiang Suizhou’s only option was to take good care of General Huo.

In spite of the hidden arrows of the court’s political agendas and the incapable ruler’s endless attempts to humiliate him, he could only bite the bullet and bear the brunt of it; his only wish was that after three years, he could protect his own head.

Of course, he didn’t dare to even dream of asking this 3 meters tall “concubine” to serve him.

However, before the three years was up, General Huo’s legs recovered on their own.

He didn’t just slaughter the incapable ruler and unite the land under the heavens, but he also climbed into his own bed and pinned him down with a heated gaze, stubbornly wanting to establish his status as a concubine.