People Found Out About The Base I Built On the Moon - Chapter 1043 - 134 Sacred Body_4

Zhong Qing is expected to die because she was suffering from an incurable disease but she will come back from the dead and will wake up into magical white space called SYSTEM that which revealed her hidden secret. She will become a LITTLE GOBLIN!

Before the task, the system is indifferent.

“Your mission is to accompany the man and help him onto his peak life”

But after the task, she felt love and indignation.

“You get out, system! I thought I would only accompany and help him, you didn’t say that I would fall in love with him!”

The system silently acts dead.

The man also already fell in love with Zhong Qing.

“Honey come on, go home with me.”

- Description from Novelupdates

Ning Ruogong died to Zebras as he laid his hands on The Energy System, which reincarnated him to the Southern continent of the Planet Kumia.

How strong will he become after cultivating as an undying entity?

“Did you think healing me would make me love you more?” He scoffed grabbing my hair as he pulled me towards the door.“You're hurting me, Xavier,” I cried beating against him weakly. There was not much I could do.“If I ever see you an inch close to me,” He threw me against the wall “I'll damn the consequences and kill you,”.***My mate and I were destined to hate each other, only an act of true love or selflessness from the stronger mate could set our destines on the right path but for seven years, I had to put up with my mate's abuse and his supposed love of his life until one day I decided to leave.I left, determined to stay hidden from him forever... but I found out I was pregnant few weeks later.

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”