I Became the Youngest Daughter of a Chaebol Family - Chapter 8: An Era of Change (1)

Fu Shinan reincarnated an hour before the apocalypse. Fortunately, she received a system that could enhance everything! This made her a big shot in the terrifying apocalypse. To survive, she made the greatest amount of preparation in the shortest amount of time possible.

While taking revenge on scumbags and b*tches, she didn't forget when she rushed home to take her family with her in the previous lifetime. That was when she bumped into her fiance and stepsister having sex in bed. Her biological father even helped to hide it. In fact, he fed her to the zombies just to lure them away...

After reincarnating, she took revenge on these people and embarked on a new journey. Along the way, she met a well-rounded, handsome man, Ji Ju. Initially, she only wanted to live happily and not waste her life. However, she somehow became the owner of the largest base for survivors.

“Sorry, but I'm not interested in being the owner. I want to become the bigshot!” Fu Shinan exclaimed with a cold expression.

“Okay. In that case, I'll be the man who supports you. We'll set up the base and create a wonderful home for our future,” Ji Ju said.

Fu Shinan was enraged. She glared at the man who climbed atop her. “Get lost. Who would build a base on a bed?”

“Shh... I know you're tired. That's why we'll create our heir and let him do the work. You're still the big shot!”

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Transmigration? A Chong Xi Marriage? Sickly husband? How worse can this get?

Mo Qian Xue now lives in a soddy, destitute, small house with broken furnitures. The grass had grown wild and unruly from lack of proper care. The rice pot in the kitchen, it’s left empty. Well, this mess seemed quite manageable, however, why is it they only have one quilt in the house?

Not only does she serve her husband food and refreshments during the day, does she need to make sure he’s well “fed” at night too?

“It’s getting late now… we should go to bed. Said the sickly husband. She simply closed the door, turned off the lights, and went straight to sleep.

“If you dare move, I’ll kick you out of the bed!” She threatened.

In the end, the man still managed to wrap himself around her no matter how she resisted. The sickly husband wasn’t as weak as he appeared to be!

Mo Qian Xue worked hard to become rich. She built workshops, opened factories, one aided by her sickly husband towards prosperity. Fortunately, she could live a peaceful life far from bickering relatives, but then, much to her dismay, she still had to deal with the villagers knocking on her door.

So they want her money? They want her position as a wife? Since when was she, Mo Xian Que easy to bully?! They want to make her lose face? Alright, let them come a little closer then… give them a…. slap!

Hunter Cha Eui-jae, who was dispatched to seal a rift that appeared over the West Sea, was flung out as soon as he closed the rift. When he came to his senses, he was lying in a garbage dump.Starving, he was drawn like a zombie is to blood to a hangover soup restaurant, where he realized that he had fallen into South Korea, eight years in the future.In this era, disaster alerts notify people of rift openings in advance, ASMR videos of slimes gathered from dungeons were trending, and idle hunters livestream unboxings of A-rank longswords.Unlike the past, where people trembled in fear of an impending apocalypse, the future was surprisingly peaceful, leaving Cha Eui-jae feeling empty. Since things had turned out this way, why not start a second chapter of life as a part-timer at the hangover soup restaurant, rather than being a hunter?“That’s strange.”“…”“Have we met somewhere before?”Cha Eui-jae’s plan to quietly spend his remaining days as the only part-time worker at the decades-old hangover soup restaurant goes awry when he encounters a mysterious, gas-masked individual…

It’s a story that happened long, long ago, in a continent far, far away, about gods and mortals, sword and magic, war and peace, and of course love and hatred.

Amon was a poor miner’s son in a remote town in the kingdom of Hittite. Along with the discovery of a marvelous gem, his fate was changed. People on this land called it Gods’ Tear. But wait, what were the gods? It was said that the gods created the world. Then who created the gods?

Forced by the tantalizing fate, Amon had to struggle to find out the truth behind this world of magic and gods……