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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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673 Chs

The Return of the Eldest Son

Redakteur: Dragon Boat Translation

The goods brought by the various tribes were all stored in an empty house within the village. After Su Ying entered, she began to inspect them box by box. She discovered that the medicinal herbs planted by different tribes were indeed different. After gathering all of them, there were many more varieties of medicinal herbs.

The Orange Guardian followed Su Ying by her side, and the two of them quickly finished checking.

"City Lord Su, do you think there's any problem?"

Su Ying shook her head. "Everything's fine. Give the list to Orange Guardian, and he'll give you the money."

"Thank you, City Lord."

After the Orange Guardian checked the list, he paid the money he had brought to the people of the various tribes outright.

When they received the silver, the tribesmen smiled. This was the money for their grain for the next year.