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My Descendants Are My Power

In this wild future dimension, Earth has been totally flipped on its head thanks to some crazy cosmic mutation rays. Psychic and cutting-edge tech have merged, totally reshaping human life. Here, chasing immortality isn't just a pipe dream, and hopping between stars is just another part of the daily grind. But let me tell you, this world is anything but chill—it's packed with complex schemes, intense showdowns, and heart-pounding action. Let's talk about Ethan. He's the black sheep of the Blackwood family, slapped with the shameful title of a F-grade Psychic user. His life was as dull as watching paint dry—until fate decided to throw him a curveball and kickstart a new chapter in his life. Ethan stumbled upon a virtual game where players can raise families with Psychic. At first, creating a virtual family was just a way to kill time, but as the game began to mesh with the real world, it blew the lid off some mind-blowing truths. Ethan and his virtual descendants forged an unbreakable bond. Together, they faced the future, diving headfirst into thrilling adventures that only made them stronger. Years down the line, these virtual descendants had become insanely powerful, and in a wild twist, they popped up in the real world. They tracked down Ethan and hit him with a, “Welcome home, Forebearer!” “...” This wasn't just a game anymore—it had become Ethan's new reality, and he and his virtual offspring were about to shake up the world big time.

Tristan_Zi · Fantaisie
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Chapter 42: Battle Preparations

Fifteen young men and women approached, "If I don't come back, burn the Blood Fruit Tree and all the psychic medicines in the garden, and go into hiding. But remember, when the two young masters of Blackwood grow up, they will be your masters."

"Yes, master!"

Watching the children she had raised nod, Amelia felt somewhat relieved.

She reluctantly looked at the psychic medicine garden.

Her life had almost been devoted to these psychic medicines, but some things were more precious than these medicines, her beloved family, her clan!

Recalling these years.

Amelia couldn't help but smile faintly, everyone in Gratitude Village said she was a loner, only liking psychic medicines.

But those people didn't know, her interest in herbs and seeds.

It was because after her father had her, she had already experienced a year of severe drought.