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From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle. The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations. They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family. They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics. From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears. They were both the creators and the enders of stories. Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward. "Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

Chilled Cola Cat · Urban
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Chapter 302: Pouring One's Heart Out

Miss Christine's private estate.

In the study, Christine sat in her wheelchair, the desk in front of her piled high with various documents that concerned the happiness and stability of many in the family.

She read each one carefully and earnestly, making decisions, sometimes spending a long time consulting with others over issues in a document.

Day turned to night, and night turned to day, as Christine remained busy.

Just then, someone knocked at the door.

"Thump, thump, thump..."

"Come in."

No sooner had Christine spoken than she realized it was Andre who had come in. She paused, having forgotten when exactly Andre had left earlier.

"Weren't you in the study all this time?"

Andre looked slightly startled and said,

"I just stepped out to get something, don't you remember? Do you need to take a break?"

Christine fell silent for a moment, then shook her head and said, "There's still so much work to do, I can't stop now. Maybe you could bring me some energy medicine later."