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Looking After a Battle God With Hundreds of Billions in Supplies

After transmigrating, Su Ying, Major General of the End Times War Troops, became a b*tch who conspired with a jerk to murder her husband. As soon as she transmigrated, she found herself stuck with two children and a handicapped husband who could end her life at any moment. Su Ying waved her hand dismissively. This was a piece of cake compared to the injuries she had dealt with on the battlefield. She had even suffered from not having food or water whilst being hunted down. This was a walk in a park. Su Ying had her own space for resources. She had meat in one hand and alcohol in the other. She'd kill every assassin who came her way. Not only was she able to heal her handicapped husband, but she also managed to raise her children well. She built a house and farmland around it. She eventually established her own civilization and empire. She was the queen of her own nation. Once her husband fully recovered, she helped him by clearing his name and getting back everything that belonged to him in Shangjing. She then tossed divorce papers on the table so that they could part ways and enjoy their own lives away from each other. He clenched his jaw. "Try getting a divorce if you dare!" Her two children wrapped their arms around her legs. "Mommy, don't you want your babies anymore?" Su Ying placed one hand on her forehead. Fine, I'll take them all!

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I Beg Mistress to Let Us Live

Redakteur: Dragon Boat Translation

When Madam Li and her family members heard Su Ying's question, they thought that they had a chance at blackmailing her, so they gestured with five fingers.

"500 taels of silver. As long as you give us 500 taels of silver, we'll forget about this matter."

Su Ying nodded noncommittally, but her eyes darted around as if she was looking for something.

When Madam Li and the others saw that Su Ying didn't say anything, they assumed that she thought the sum they had asked for was too much. "You evil woman, we are talking about a human life. Let me tell you. If it wasn't for our family's benevolence, we wouldn't have let this matter rest even if you give us 500 taels." 

"Number Three, throw me that rod." Su Ying pointed at the rod next to Number Three that was as thick as her wrist.

Number Three understood and threw the rod toward her.