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Surviving In The Ancient Times With Limitless Supplies

Xu Xiang is a doomsday survivor who survived for forty years. Before she could fulfill her dream of becoming the overlord, she died. Opening her eyes, she returned to the fifteen years before the doomsday began. With the help of her family heirloom the dragon and phoenix ring, she hoards supplies and prepares to welcome the doomsday. Unfortunately, she was betrayed by her own family and died the night before the doomsday begins. With hatred in her heart, she swallowed the dragon and phoenix ring and jumped off the cliff. When she opened her eyes again, she was still alive, but arrived in a world that was plagued by endless wars and constant natural disasters. Although she's lucky enough to get another chance, she's unknowingly drawn into political turmoil where someone may be killed without knowing who the killer is. Can she survive in this ancient world that is more dangerous and full of hidden dangers than her own? Can she find the courage to trust someone else again? After two lifetimes, can she find her own happiness?

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We Will Be Here Waiting For You

Before Xu Xiang walked past him, Mu Yucheng suddenly called her, "Miss Xu Xiang."

Xu Xiang paused and looked up at him. "??"

She waited for a while, but he just stood there and said nothing. She scratched her cheek and asked, "Is there anything else you need to prepare? Or... You can just show me the way out, and I will go back by myself."

Mu Yucheng struggled for a few seconds, and said, "No. I will go with you. It's just... Miss Xu Xiang, don't you need to wash up first?"

Thinking that he might see some drool on her face, Xu Xiang raised her hand and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. Didn't find any wet spots on her face after a while, she looked at him and calmly said, "It's fine. We can go now."

After speaking, she walked towards the low wooden gate. Mu Yucheng standing behind her was speechless. Can't just let her go looking like this, his calm and cold voice came again.