The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World - Chapter 282: Neither Speaks a Single Truth

At sixty, Xu Mu was old and frail, with one foot in the grave, still stuck at the beginning stage of Qi Cultivation!

He had reached a dead end on the path of immortality. Giving in to life’s hardships, he decided to get married and have children, and live out his remaining days.

However, on the day his daughter was born, it was a double celebration. The doors to his cultivation were reopened!

[Congratulations! You have achieved: Blessed with a Daughter!]

[Blessed with a Daughter: Increase your Luck Value by 10 points every day!]

[Luck Value: Can be used to increase skill proficiency, it cannot directly improve cultivation!]

To survive, to live a better life, to reach the pinnacle, and gain longevity, Xu Mu embarked on the journey of marriage and parenthood, achieving milestones along the way!

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Current achievements: [Blessed with a Son, Perfect Family…]

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[The new book has been released, (I upgraded my storage bag to the cosmos). Respectful seniors, if you have time, please give guidance!]

To exist in a certain place, at a certain time—it's always either by chance, or by choice.But sometimes,There is a third force.One that doesn't ask.One that doesn't explain.It simply places you—wherever it wants.Arséne had always been dragged into places he never chose.Situations he never asked for.Realities he never belonged to.And when, at last, he decided to act on his own terms—To take the initiative,To move first,To choose…He simply died.

To be a good mistress:

Lesson 1: The location does not matter; all that matter is whether he wishes to.

“This is an exchange for money and not a game of love.”

Yet, he is eventually addicted to spoiling her and sending her to cloud nine, giving her whatever she wishes for.

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“Young Master Huo, Ms. An said that she wants to be the world’s top supermodel.”

As a result, news of the Huo Conglomerate entering the entertainment industry shocks the entire world.

“Young Master Huo, Ms. An said that she wants to get married at the age of 28.” The man’s gaze deepened as he replied, “That’s too late.”

The little bun behind him secretly hands him a household registration book and declares with a nasal and innocent-sounding voice, “Daddy, I will pay for your nine-dollar marriage registration fee!”

What if life could be repeated?

But he became the clan uncle who was once called a lunatic?

Alas, wearing open-crotch pants in front of me, crawling on the ground, is it my two-year-old self?

I originally wanted to give my former self more New Year’s money, but I never thought that I would go from a braised pork stall to a food giant, from a small factory to an industrial empire.

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