The Reborn Wife is Farming - Chapter 46 - : Perception

An amazing world of cultivation. A majestic world where miracles happen. There is a warrior who defies destiny and forge his own path facing innumerable difficulties ahead.Come and join the life of the person who will go against the set destiny of the cruel world and become something extraordinary.=====Extraordinary my foot. What is this illogical cr*p? Does it even make sense?If you are doctor, then work in a hospital. What the hell are you doing going after girls?If you are a commander in the army, then bring your army to get revenge on those who wronged you. Why go through the trouble of pretending to be a weakling.You are a useless son in law? Your wife's family thinks you are good for nothing? Then how the hell did you score her in the first place?!!! If they like money so much and you are a hidden millionaire, then why in the name of sanity would you hide this fact and be berated every day?!!!The hell is all this?!!! The more I read it, the more illogical it becomes. Like this all came straight out of someone's as--[Host, why don't you calm down?]'You shut up!!! You're the reason I'm stuck here in the first place!!!!'[Host, you need anger management]'THE FU*K DID YOU SAY?!!!!!'

Lu Xiaoran has traveled to a fantasy world and received a system, but the useless system has not been activated for a long time. Lu Xiaoran, who had no choice, could only cultivate in a low-key manner and grow steadily. However, after Lu Xiaoran had become the strongest existence in the entire sect, the dog system suddenly activated.

Wen Ying became the “Unlucky One” chosen by Lord God.No matter which world she appears in, she is not loved.————“I heard that you became a sugar baby?”“Stepped on three boats. Ah, the boats probably capsized.”“You are a minister’s wife, but you’re seducing his majesty, why are you such a slag?”Actress-born Wen Ying, displayed the exclusive smile of a white lotus——So what? In the end, won’t all of you become my ministers.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…