The Whole World Awakened: My Clones Are Everywhere - Chapter 161 - Courting Death?

Luke never thought his obsession with novels would lead to his death — let alone reincarnation.After a fatal accident, he awakens in the world of Voidstar Chronicles, a novel he’d just finished reading.But there’s a catch: he’s not the hero. He’s Cassian von Luminaire, the doomed crown prince who dies before the story truly begins.Armed with the knowledge of the future, Cassian was determined to change himself and escape the terrifying fate that awaited him.But the world he’s in isn’t exactly the same as the book he read. Hidden truths and unexpected challenges blur the lines between fiction and reality.Can he outsmart fate and forge a new path, or is he destined to remain an expendable extra?—[Ding! Star System awakened successfully…]

[space + superpower+ farming + family + babies + slow pace + face slapping+world building]Elena has returned from a dark future where society has collapsed. Now, as the apocalypse approaches once more, she must confront the dangers alongside her husband, Ethan, and his courageous family. Together, they fight against natural disasters, mutant beasts, and an alien invasion that threatens to eradicate humanity.Join Elena and Ethan as they navigate the world full of uncertainty.********Excerpt:Triplets little show (2 years old)Ethan was strolling through the living room when he spotted his son climbing on the table.Ethan: “Leo, come down!”Baby 1, in the kitchen, turned around and sprinted to the sofa.Baby 1: “Daddy, eo!” [pointing at himself earnestly]Ethan: “Oops, my mistake! Leo’s here; Finn, get down now!”Baby 3 burst from the bedroom, rushing to the sofa.Baby 3: “Daddy!” [looking puzzled]Ethan: “Finn?”Baby 3: “Daddy, Finn!” [leaping into Ethan’s arms]Ethan felt his face heat up. Just then, Max darted down the table, throwing himself into Elena’s embrace.Baby 2: [giggling as Elena smothered her with kisses] “Mommy!”Elena shot Ethan a knowing look, her eyes saying, “You mixed them up again.”Ethan: [with a playful glint in his eye] “Can you blame me? They’re all adorable little lookalikes!”They both chuckle, watching the chaos unfold.

Su Hao traveled through the city and came to a world of integrated novels, and became one of the villain’s male supporting characters. He even kidnapped the heroine at the beginning.

Su Hao was a little panicked. In this world, various protagonists were born…

The son-in-law of the Dragon King pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, a super hero started from scratch, the soldier king returns, a peerless killer, an entertainment king, an immortal anchor, and an immortal respects life…

Facing the children of luck, what should he do?

“Ding – The host’s mood fluctuations are detected, and the Destiny Villain system is activated. Please make the following choices.”

[Option 1: Release the heroine, as if nothing happened, reward: Eliminate the identity of the host villain as a male supporting character! 】

[Option 2: Hunt down all the protagonists and become the villain of destiny, reward: lucky ten consecutive draws! 】

Since then…

Su Hao takes heaven and earth as the chessboard, and the protagonists of all walks of life as chess pieces, becoming the ultimate boss behind the scenes, dominating everything, covering the sky with only one hand…

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I am Racist.…I mean, my name is Racis T.I was a stand-up comedian. The flop kind. The type who only got laughs when someone else was roasting him.One night, I was doing a gig at a shady, run-down bar—the kind where tattooed bikers drink motor oil for breakfast. I went in with my usual dark humor, but my jokes were getting the same reaction as my dating profile: complete silence.That didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was already starving to death. So I did what any committed comedian would—I went darker.Turns out, one of my jokes (or all of them?) triggered a guy so hard that he pulled a trigger. Headshot. Instant death.But hey, look at this: A guy got triggered, so he pulled the trigger. That’s wordplay. But who cares? I’m dead anyway.All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing, and maybe a few girls swooning over my wit. I never cared about money. The millions I’d have made would have gone to charity—specifically, 0.001% of it. See? I’m generous like that.Anyway, death is death. My story should’ve ended there.But… if there is an afterlife, I had a simple wish: become a successful comedian, find a loving wife, and have just enough money to afford three meals a day… and maybe a humble little private yacht. Or a jet. But that’s it. Because, like I said, I don’t care about money.Unfortunately, wishes don’t work that way.Because, well—there was an afterlife.And it was absolutely not what I wished for.