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Chapter 159-I Clean Up Garbage in a Wasteland World

Chapter 159 Kill the VIP (Final) Bao Ruiming stared at the Idol. He wanted to run. He wanted to keep his mouth shut. But this was unlike any interrogation in the world—it had nothing to do with personal will. He couldn't do a thing, only lay his brain open for the other to browse. A hand was roaming through his brain. All he felt was an icy chill. That was no human. That was a monster—more monstrous than anyone Bao Ruiming had ever encountered. Bao Ruiming convulsed uncontrollably, praying for the torture to end quickly. He was surrendering everything. He had betrayed his god. It took only one second. Zhu Ning browsed it as easily as scrolling through a phone. She saw Bao Ruiming's memories. But human memory was an ocean—fragmented, with no linear structure. In those few seconds, chaotic images crashed into her all at once, leaving her dizzy. Immersed within, she saw the real Floating Sand Island. Bao Ruiming had grown up there, then relocated behind the walls...

Chapter 289-The Manga Pariah's Guide to Self-Salvation

The manga's final panel froze on drifting motes of white light. Bai Muqing had summoned her [Divine Domain] to hold back the floodwaters while the Demon Dragon—symbol of destruction—burst through the surface. The image was staggering. In the world that belonged to them, the gears of fate ground ceaselessly forward. On this day destined for the history books, not a single soul was given a moment to catch their breath. As Ye Zheng sank into the torrent with her eyes open, the pale remains descended before her, settling silently on the riverbed, sending ripples through the water. She closed her eyes, crossed her arms before her chest, fingers splayed then slowly tightening. Countless bright, razor-sharp threads of water pierced through the turbid, surging flood, weaving densely between Ye Zheng's hands. Her expression was serene, a trace of pain creasing her brow—like a martyred saint bound by thorny vines, her leaden hands unable to advance an inch. A sudden, violent surge o...

Chapter 74 - The Farm in Irttat

  Chapter 74: The Ship of Exile 08 Lucita felt a sharp jolt of unease. She blinked. Lesley composed her gentle smile again and walked in with respectful politeness: "I'm on duty in the library today. Just now I was cataloguing books on the floor below when I heard something fall upstairs, so I came up to check. Are you alright?" Lesley was perfectly serene, as though whatever had just passed had been a trick of the light. Lucita blinked. Lesley looked entirely normal, yet everything about her was slightly off. If pressed to name the problem, it was simply that her explanation was too thorough, too complete. Which, paradoxically, made her seem flustered, or rather, as though she were covering something. Following Lesley's gaze, Lucita's eyes dropped slowly to the notebook in her own hands. “I’m sorry,” Lesley said. “The books on this shelf are packed too tightly. That’s why this sort of thing happens. Let me tidy it up. Please feel free to look at other books.”  As...

Chapter 73 - The Farm in Irttat

  Chapter 73: The Ship of Exile 07 According to the Spring Tower's curriculum structure, the first year after enrollment was not devoted to magic practice, but to a general foundational course covering the basics. Lucita received a few pages of the course schedule, transcribed onto parchment. The study load was not particularly heavy. The foundational required courses included the Origins of Magic, Magic Taxonomy, and an Overview of Magical Principles, along with genealogy, historical analysis, and even the standard noble education of music and fine art. The students here had no desire to emerge after a few years of study as country rustics, out of touch with politics and the arts.  Lucita’s level was already at least equivalent to the intermediate class, perhaps even the advanced. But Astrid, conscious of the gaps in Lucita’s systematic theoretical education, wanted to fill them properly rather than letting her skip ahead. So Lucita was placed with the beginners to study foun...