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Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket!

# first daughter # figurehead # agriculture [space + ancient times kingdom building + escaping from famine] The big shot from the future, Bai Wutong, transmigrated to ancient times with her space pocket! Before she could feel happy, she found herself in a chaotic world! There was murder, robbery, schemes, sky-high prices, and many other things happening all around! The moment she arrived, she had killed two people. Then, she also kindly saved someone, but was deceived and stalked as the person insisted on following her. If that’s the case, then don’t blame her for using aggression in return! After she finally managed to settle down, she was assigned to the frontier to develop the lands. The remote lands were out of anybody’s control, and there was nothing more that Bai Wutong could ask for. After a few years, Bai Wutong accidentally led the richest man of the previous dynasty, the prime minister, the commander of the secret guards, a great scholar of the dynasty, the holy maiden, as well as the divine doctor… and turned the barren land into a rich, noble town that everyone desired. When the emperor and his ministers came to admire the place, they were dumbfounded. That man who was pouring tea beside Bai Wutong… Wasn’t that the eldest son of the previous emperor, who had been dead for many years?!

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You Should Kneel and Be Grateful

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

There was a shortage of food everywhere now. These people did not have household registration so Wang Fengjing was certain that they would not be able to buy food in town.

The food stored in the other villages was not as much as theirs. If Village Chief Zhao went to another village, he would not be able to buy any food too.

Wang Fengjing felt that he had already sold it cheaply.

But with such a high price, it was obvious that he was trying to scam them.

Village Chief Zhao smiled and said, "It's better to be close neighbors than distant relatives. Big Brother, this amount is really too high. Can't it be cheaper?"

Wang Fengjing's eldest son, Wang Qi, snorted. "Who's a neighbor of you refugees? If you can't hand over food next year, you'll become a fallen citizen and only have a lowly status! If we're willing to sell you food, you should kneel down and be grateful."