The Skill Maker - Chapter 100

Hanazawa Hanako was a young otaku girl, technically a hikikomori, a degenerate, and a netizen. She died though. (LOL)So naturally she got yeeted to a fantasy world to save it from the demon king.When asked what buff she want: “Just give me the whole Internet then.”

(Completed) She and he were born on the same year, month, day, and time, and on their first day of life, their unscrupulous parents arranged their future marriage.From then on... she began to cling to him.As a child, Luo Mengmeng would say in her baby voice to Gu Zhihan, “Husband, I want to marry you,” but he would grimace and respond, “Who would marry you!”When they grew up, Gu Zhihan hooked her chin, pinned her against the corner, and smirked, “Mengmeng, I heard getting married is cheap nowadays, I'll treat you.”From birth to kindergarten, elementary, middle school, high school, and university, they had always been together.[Growth literature, from childhood to adulthood, exclusively adored]

SynopsisBetrayed by the man she loved. Framed for treason. Executed without mercy.But fate grants her a second chance.This time, she won’t be the foolish girl who sacrificed everything for the Second Prince. Armed with knowledge of the future, she steps back into the imperial court—not as a pawn, but as a player. Her enemies will never see her coming.The past will not repeat. This time, she will decide who falls… and who survives.female lead- Hua Qingyanmale lead-???Want to know?!, keep reading the story for the reveal!!

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”