I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property - Chapter 562 - 560 Actually, We are Cultivators

Jiang Chen travels to a fantasy novel world and becomes the villainous senior brother.He didn’t have any golden finger (cheat) and didn’t want to end up as villainous cannon fodder, so he repeated nine reincarnation cycles, only aiming to be an upright senior brother.Yet fate is unjust, bestowing upon him the aura of a villain, causing him to suffer countless misunderstandings and disdain.Until the ‘Tenth Life’!In this life, Jiang Chen gave up. His heart grew cold, and he also finally let himself go.Jiang Chen: “Since heaven wants me to be a villain, why should I defy it?”……My name is Jiang Lianyue, and I have a villainous senior brother who is despicable.I despise him, detest him, and even wish he would die quickly!But one day, I witnessed a flashback of nine lifetimes…In the first life, my senior brother sacrificed his own core to help the second brother rebuild his core, damaging his own foundation in the process.In the second life, I was afflicted with a cold poison, and my senior brother, with his modest cultivation, refined pills for a hundred days to cure me at the cost of destroying his own core.In the third life, I finally understood everything…

The year was 2334, when virtual reality reached its peak with the creation of the SHS prototype, an advanced neural simulation that allows players to fully immerse themselves in alternate worlds.Henry Bartholomew was hand picked as a recruit to try out this new project. He had carefully chosen to enter the world where he was the son of a king, a chilling and lazy life.What happens when he wakes up as the son of a Baron instead? And even worse, his newly claimed character has a bad reputation around the people.With all odds against him, the young man decided he was by all means going to create a world where he could live as carefree as he wanted.But first he needed to do one thing - make his land the most successful in all the seven continents and save his family nameAnd luckily, he had support -[Your Ep has been filled.][Earning points can now be claimed.]The young lord tapped the screen.[Cards available for purchase.][Territory upgrade.][Description: this card allows you to upgrade your territory, allowing the land to level up multiple folds with more qualities and growth.][Cost: 7000 CpRank: Bronze. (0/10) {10 Cp to upgrade} ]'Upgrade all.' the young man replied.

[Wsa entry.]James Dohan, a famous author working for the government, suddenly died after an accident occurred at his workplace.Nothing could have prepared him for the events to come.[You have reincarnated.]James soon found himself reincarnated into the body of Jared, the son of the village's elder in a demon-infested wasteland.The North, abandoned by a cowardly kingdom after a brutal war, crawled with monsters and desperate survivors. Jared left to save his father with a miracle cure, but James arrived too late—the Elder was dead, the village was starving, and the title of Elder fell on his unprepared shoulders.Luckily, he had a cheat code to rely on.[You have awakened your Infinite Item Shop System.][Current balance: 0 Sp. Buy everything, Sell anything.]Jared found a way to save the people of his village from dying from their own weakness and the horrors of the world.[You have gained 50 Sp.][You have purchased a pistol.][13 Sp has been deducted.][You killed a Dire Wolf.][150 Sp has been added to your account.][The villagers' loyalty to you has risen.][You have earned 300 Sp.][You can now convert this world's money into Sp.]With this system, Jared was more than ready to conquer the North, money, power and women.

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!”