Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible - Chapter 382 - : It’s Better To Walk Ten Thousand Miles Than

Athena Grant,a human,dies in a car accident and becomes Eira Liora,an elf. Transported to the barren and cursed island of Luinmir, a once-thriving land now abandoned.A year ago,their King announced that the island,Luinmir would no longer be under the empire's control. It was well known that the land was barren and poverty stricken...She was abandoned both by her Kingdom and her Father.She wakes up one day with a system.“So what if they were abandoned and deemed cursed,she would show them all the highest peak of knowledge and development. The island's core is broken...fine,she'll get it replaced but this time,the island would become hers to keep,she would make sure of that.”

Li Yu transmigrated to a world of the cultivation and martial arts. He became the head disciple of a low-ranking sect.

Waking up in a carriage, Wang discovers something was wrong. But due to weakness he finally finds himself in an ancient room. From the moment he comes to terms with his transportation, he has to do everything ti become stronger, due to fear of being killed off anytime.

As someone from Earth, where people had more freedom, he did not feel very safe in a world where slavery still existed with martial arts masters roaming around.

When he discovers the existence of an attribute panel, he decides to take the invincible road.

But things don’t go his way when he survives in the hidden realm with his family only to be ejected into an unfamiliar savage world dominated by the monster clan.

Having to protect his family and become strong while surviving in a world dominated by a simple rule, the strongest fist is the law.

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“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world.Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!”The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears.Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing.Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable.His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next.After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual.“It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.”Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open.“Atticus? W-why are you here?”The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.”****Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren.Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.