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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!

Ting Chan · Lịch sử
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Die Without Regrets

Dịch giả: Dragon Boat Translation Biên tập viên: Dragon Boat Translation

Su Ying walked over slowly, and the other party jumped up from the ground in shock.

"Su Ying, Su Ying, come quickly. Come and take a look at the wooden puppet I made." Xue Zhen pulled Su Ying to the ground and knelt down after recovering from his fright. He pointed at the wooden puppet on the ground.

Su Ying saw that the robot she had given him earlier was on the ground. Even though she gave it to him so long ago, the robot was still bright and shiny. It was clear that the fellow took very good care of it.

Lying next to the robot was a wooden puppet about the length of a forearm. This wooden puppet didn't look any different from the ones he had made before.

"Is this newly made by you?"

Xue Zhen nodded excitedly. "Yes. Look, look. It can move."

He lifted the wooden puppet up and made it stand on the ground. Then, he did something behind the wooden puppet, and the wooden puppet slowly started to walk.