Hellmode ~Gamer Who Likes to Speedrun Becomes Peerless in a Parallel World with Obsolete Setting~ - Chapter 3Vol. 1 - - Grimoire

Transcending to the Otherworld, with the power of unique Attributes, to become the ultimate sovereign.Welcome to my world....Accidentally transported to the vast and boundless world of immortals and heroes, where the strong are revered and immortals and demons coexist.MC discovered that he possessed a peculiar attribute ability, which enabled him to quickly rise on the path of cultivation.With this talent, I have gone through numerous challenges and trials, constantly breaking through my own limits, mastering unparalleled immortal techniques, refining incredible artifacts, and forming an unbreakable bond with many immortal warriors and powerful individuals

“Not even the gods can stop me from finding my family!”Max only wanted to reunite with his parents and sister. But for that, he had to awaken a class.With no high expectations, Max would’ve been satisfied with a C or D rank.But fate had other plans. He unlocked a legendary SSS-Rank class.[Dimensional Keeper]This class changed everything.Max mastered every skill to perfection and grasped the Concepts of Space and Time while his peers were playing around with swords.In no time, he ascended to become the Keeper of the Universe. Armed with unimaginable power, Max’s journey to find his family had begun.Nothing could stop him now—not fate, not enemies, not even the mighty gods!

“Hot Noodles request to add you as a friend.”An inexplicable friend request, a non-existent contact.Claiming to be a message from herself in the future, intimately knowledgeable about her past.Fang Xiaocao was utterly numb.Hot Noodles: Danger, do not go home tonight.“Is this some kind of joke?”Staring at the WeChat message, Fang Xiaocao rolled her eyes and opened the anti-theft door.Hot Noodles: At midnight, when the knocking starts, don't turn on the light if you don't want to die.In the early morning: 00:00:00Fang Xiaocao was woken by the knocking sound. She was just about to turn on the bedside lamp when she remembered that bizarre message.She pulled back her hand and stayed put until dawn, only to know her neighbor next door, a woman living alone just like her was murdered at midnight...Fang Xiaocao was suddenly covered in a cold sweat.Hot Noodles: To celebrate our narrow escape from death, go to the flea market before three in the afternoon, stall number 7, and buy the seventh inkstone on the left-hand side. The seller's bottom price is 80, but the inkstone is worth 8 million.After last night's ordeal, Fang Xiaocao inexplicably chose to believe.She successfully bought an inkstone for a hundred dollars, and later discover it was indeed a imperial inkstone from the Qing Qianlong era, worthing 8 million!Fang Xiaocao stood there, dumbfounded!Following the message's instructions, she bought a second-hand car.But little did she know, the guidance was linking her into a series of events that dragged out a murder case and a fortune worth two small goals.Who on earth sent her the messages?It's really her future self?Or it's some kind of bizarre game?

Ruan Qiuqiu had transmigrated into a cannon fodder that had the same name as her in the novel, Sweet Pampering in Ancient Times: Demon King Husband, Please Spare Me

Right now, there were two paths before her:

Option 1: Continue playing the role of the supporting female character. After a few rounds of being faceslapped by the female lead, she would die tragically in the beast tide.

Option 2: For the sake of the tribe having enough salt, marry the wolf tribe’s former chief, a fierce wolf demon that was disfigured, crippled, and possibly had personality issues.

Ruan Qiuqiu chose the second option without hesitation. She rather go live a peaceful and ambitious-free life than compete with the female lead over some guy.

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Due to a mishap, Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who had the blood of fiends in him, had become disfigured, crippled, and blind.

He was on the verge of death and his tribe had abandoned him. When he fell to the state of being so hungry that he was gnawing on ice…

The young bride, who his tribe had exchanged 300 catties of salt for, carefully walked to his side and covered his ugly damaged body with an animal hide.

She softly called him, “Husband?”