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Doomsday Leader Reborn As A High School Girl

After struggling against a horde of zombies for ten years, Su Junxin finally became the safe zone leader. However, right on the day they were due to celebrate the joyous occasion, she accidentally stepped into a wormhole! In the end, she got reborn into the body of a high school student who had the same appearance as Su Junxin and the same name as well. After finally coming to terms with the situation she was in and deciding to face her life one step at a time, countless meddlesome issues and annoying people began to show up. First off, there was the harsh and demanding stepmother—“Hurry up and get these clothes washed, Su Junxin! I haven’t been taking care of you for free!” Next, there was the cruel and b*tchy step sister—“My dear sister, you can’t possibly blame me when you weren’t able to control your boyfriend, can you?” Plus, there was the opportunistic b*tch who was Su Junxin’s best friend—“I ended up winning first place in the Host Competition by luck and took away your prize money… You wouldn’t hold it against me now, would you?” As Su Junxin faced these hateful personas, she calmly raised her hand and snapped her fingers, instantly releasing a spark of electricity. “No matter the case, I’ll just smack these disobedient ‘children’ into shape, and it’ll all be just fine.” Then, she lightly winked and revealed a faint smile on her lips. “If that doesn’t work, I’ll just beat them some more.” Su Junxin was the one with the last laugh as she made those pests serve her respectfully after beating them up. Nonetheless, the person she just could not wrap her head around was the most handsome guy in her school. “Why does he seem so much like the previous leader I killed?”

Yulu · Sci-fi
Not enough ratings
318 Chs

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At eight in the morning, South City was shrouded in a veil of rain. Office workers, clutching their briefcases, hastily flowed into the subway. The noise and clamor quickly engulfed the entire city.

Xiaochen leaned against the door, his computer bag tucked under his arm. He furrowed his brows, fingers tapping on the screen, occasionally hiding a yawn behind his hand.

It wasn't easy to clinch a big deal, but last night the client suddenly demanded stricter terms for the cooperation agreement. Under the pressure from his boss, he had no choice but to pull an all-nighter and amend the contract.

It had been several days of non-stop high-intensity work, he hadn't slept for more than half an hour last night, and he was already extremely exhausted. To add to this, he had to deal with sudden marriage pressure from his parents. He was overloaded.