You Cultivate, I Farm - Chapter 1253: "Heavenly Craft Book

Warning: This novel contains explicit adult content, violence, and a ruthless anti-hero MC. Read at your own risk.I was the strongest player in the world—until they betrayed me.When I woke up, I wasn’t a player anymore. I was just an NPC. A nameless mob, doomed to be farmed for EXP and discarded like trash.But then, I heard it:(You have been killed.)(Unique Skill Activated: Infinite Resurrection.)(Each death makes you stronger.)Every time a player slaughters me, I steal their stats, their skills, and their power. I evolve beyond the system’s control, beyond the limits of this world.They thought I was nothing.They thought they could use me, farm me, erase me.Now, I am the final boss—and I will make them suffer.On the battlefield, and in my bed.They will submit. One way or another.

When the apocalypse’s greatest villain self-detonated to destroy the world, Shen Qingjia died and was reborn a month after Doomsday. No power, no gold finger, no space, no way to gather food, just opened her eyes and not long after has to face fierce zombies!! What kind of non-mainstream rebirth is this ah?!

Escaping, she met a cute girl with a beautiful voice but found that she was the villain who killed everyone. For the sake of the peaceful and sustainable development of all mankind and her own safety, Shen Qingjia decided… to relentlessly reform (fall down with) her! !

Shen Qingjia, “What you want to do?! I don’t like girls… Don’t suddenly rush over!… So soft, I won’t accept, ah ah!!!”

- Description from Novelupdates

She was the little chief secretary at Huo Yunting’s office, who carried out jobs both on the table and “under” the table.

One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. And even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques.

However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed…