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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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You Didn’t Die? What a Pity

Biên tập viên: Dragon Boat Translation

Su Ying's brows twitched. Staying here for another fifteen minutes was already a tremendous test of her patience!

After everyone had finished their food slowly, the black-robed man allowed them to go back to their houses to rest.

At this point, the black-robed men also began leaving.

Su Ying followed the black-robed men and arrived at their living quarters. This was located in a larger courtyard house behind the children's houses.

Su Ying followed them and realized that these people didn't communicate at all. It wasn't just words, but even their eyes rarely met. They were like walking corpses, without a trace of human emotion.

The black-robed men also returned to their own rooms to wait quietly. Soon, another black-robed man came in with the food they were supposed to eat.