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I'm the King Of Technology

Author here; Please make sure to check out my other book! Thank you all for tuning in..... English is my second language... so I promise to try my best. Again, the first few chapters may seem slow, but trust me, everything will fall into place. there's a reason for everything. Discord: https://discord.gg/5Fk75rXXRj Oh... and be sure to check out my other books; •Help!: I Think My System Is Trying To Kill Me! •In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park... & •Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You? You can also visit my website for more books: Well, now back to the synopsis. ............... . Chu Yi dies in a car crash and becomes Landon Barn, the illegitimate son of king Barn, ruler of Arcadina. Because his mother was a maid and the king’s greatest disgrace, his father had always despised him. The same could be said for his half-siblings. When he turned 15, his father had announced that the city of Baymard would be given to him, and would no longer be under the empire's control. It was a well known fact that Baymard’s lands were barren, and poverty stricken.... For god’s sake, this was banishment. His deadbeat father had indirectly banished him from the empire. Chu Yi woke up in a carriage, on his way to Baymard with a system "So what if my father hates me? So what if I’m banished?.... I will turn my territory into a modern society" . Author-san: the book is a bit fast paced. But it be really be worth it. so just give it a try and you might be surprised.

lumydee · Fantasia
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The Majestic Lover Boy

Somewhere within the empire of Carona, several men on horseback could be seen making their way towards Pigot City magnificently.

'Gallop! Gallop! Gallop! Gallop!'

The wind wisped the manes of their horses, creating a flame-like illusion for all to see.

The thundering sounds of horse hooves continuously split through the air, forcing all those on foot to look at the majestic men who were currently riding towards Pigot city.

The men lifted their chins into the air and rode on their horses as dashing as they could.

And even their horses seemed to have an attitude problem as well.

On the snow-filled roads, several peasants were either seen leaving the city or going to the city from the neighbouring villages or towns.

Some propel had bags on their heads, while others carried firewood on their backs instead.