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Rebirth: Living in Wilderness with My Superpower

In the apocalypse, Bai Junjun and her arch-enemy wiped each other out fighting over resources. When she opened her eyes again, she unexpectedly found herself in ancient times. The apocalypse's big shot had turned into a refugee fleeing famine. War, famine, plague, bandits... dangers lurked everywhere. Fortunately, her Special Ability had followed her. The Wood-series Ability was incredibly useful in fleeing war and famine. Facing famine, a flick of her fingers made food grow wildly. Facing plague, by casting a Healing Technique, she became immune to all diseases. Facing bandits... as long as... as long as she aligned with the strongest Seven-Person Team, who would dare to attack? There was just one problem—the leader of the Seven-Person Team was her ex-fiancé, who was one foot in the grave. That was a bit awkward. They used each other for their mutual benefit, She provided food, and he ensured her safety. But... the ex-fiancé was a bit of a glutton, wasn't he? Until an accidental intimate encounter, Bai Junjun suddenly saw a vast Space. Wait a minute! The food that she had grown with her Special Ability... was it all in here? This guy actually had a Space! ... They broke off the engagement at the height of prosperity, and they reunited amidst chaos. When both the male and female lead have changed their hearts... Two max-level bosses meet on a narrow path in ancient times, eventually joining forces in a story of internal spiraling competition.

Soy Sauce Pearl · 历史言情
分數不夠
630 Chs

Chapter 136 The Ninth Prince's Call

If allowing thirty thousand refugees through the city gates was done with a simple gesture, then diverting military funds for famine relief was undoubtedly an act of great courage.

With war on the horizon, which army isn't tightly focused on its food supply? After all, battlefields change in the blink of an eye, and military pay is the key to maintaining the front lines—how can soldiers fight without being well-fed?

Yet even at this critical juncture, the Ninth Prince still cared about the life and death of the refugees—who wouldn't be deeply moved?

"All the food nearby has been scavenged clean. Without the Ninth Prince's bowl of porridge, I fear we wouldn't last three days,"

said the refugees, filled with emotion.

Li Wenli traveled to several places and, hearing and seeing much the same everywhere, decided it was time to return to his residence.