Starting By Acting As A Bank Robber, I Shock The World - Chapter 124 - Robbery Begins!

The Master of the Tai Yi Sect, Patriarch Xu Yi shattered the void, causing the entire sect to travel through to the interstellar era.

On the deserted planet, the disciples discover a new world:

The eldest senior brother, who specialized in forging, fell in love with mech building. The second senior brother found that alchemy could also be manufactured on an assembly line; The third senior brother fell in love with live broadcasting and was addicted to the Internet; The old Master Xu Yi cracked his whip and urged the disciples, ‘This world is so rich in spiritual energy, how dare you not cultivate properly?’

In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, Junior Sister Sa Sa, who had no spiritual root and powerful spiritual sea, was finally no longer distressed by her inability to cultivate: ‘Mech’s are really powerful!’
Double standard — Xu Yi: … Study it. Isn’t it just mechs, Sa Sa should have one too.

A little bumpkin from a deserted star came to the Federation’s First Academy.

Sa Sa, ‘Wow, the internet is awesome! Mech’s are awesome! Technology is awesome!’
‘You don’t need to cultivate to become strong in the interstellar world, I really love love love it.’

Students from prominent and powerful backgrounds scoffed, ‘Where did the bumpkin come from? Is there something wrong with the admissions system?’
They had no idea that the anchor who exploded onto the internet had a great relationship with the little bumpkin.

Sa Sa: ‘Third Senior Brother is secretly on the internet again!’

The elixir that the little bumpkin usually took and hard to find, the spirit sea boosting pills with no side effects, was actually worth a thousand bucks?

Sa Sa, ‘Second Senior Brother makes the most delicious sweet pills!’

The mech that the little bumpkin casually pulled out was actually the upgraded version of the mech that everyone was fighting over?!

Sa Sa, ‘Eldest Senior Brother will definitely save the best for me!’

The whole planet was abuzz: ‘What kind of divine institution was Tai Yi? How do I get in? Waiting online for a reply!’

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A failed investor from 2017 got drunk and woke up in the 1980s. China is just opening up, and the economy is blooming. There is also the dissolution of the Soviet Union, the bursting of the Dot-com bubble and other financial crisis. He used his knowledge of the future and slowly build up his empire.

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{ From the writer of Unruly Phoenix Xiaoyao comes another adventure of a zombie apocalypse survivor turned royal family member! }

Summary: The army drillmaster Yu Xiaoxiao (玉小小) [aka “Little Jade”] transmigrated from a zombie apocalypse world into the body of the eldest imperial princess. On her first day, she got hitched to young General Gu Xinglang (顾星朗) at the lowest point of his life: unjustly accused, imprisoned, and tortured. Ever since then, the valiant girl who only knew how to eat, sleep, and fight zombies tied her destiny with the brave general who was loyal, patriotic, stern, and taciturn.

With the country weak and enemies on all sides, the imperial palace is full of spying concubines, sycophant officials, and a fatuous, self-indulgent ruler. Beyond the court lies the populace suffering in dire poverty. Faced with these circumstances, General Gu only hopes that he can help the imperial court restore its discipline and give peace to the people.

But his wife and princess says, “Your wish is too grand. Let’s go take over the kingdom ourselves instead!”

“…….” General Gu could only remain speechless.

How does one become a royal favored by the annals of history? Yu Xiaoxiao is convinced that a truly good princess is one who dotes on her husband!

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war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”