After Apocalypse, I Got Rich With Superpower - Chapter 13 - 11 Buying on Credit

Draven Noctaris, Lord Of The Vampires, wakes from a thousand-year sleep, ready to rebuild his harem and save his bloodline from a new threat, but the world is not as he remembers.His estate is filled with a bunch of new women, but the world is filled with a bunch of new enemies, some stronger than he could have ever expected.Still, he swears to fix everything and reclaim his spot as strongest in Velhalla. The Noctaris Vampires will rise again, and all will bend to his will. No matter the cost.

The flicker and a lonely soul named Ye Zan came to the world that seeks immortality through civilization progress. He thought that he could enlighten everybody, but nowadays people are neglecting it.

The remnant soul even named itself “The lonely soul of Dao Zu’- but still could not find the body that was ready to incarnate it. “Well’ it thought, “ I still have technologies!”.

Do I need to master anything? SO EASY! I could just surf it on the internet.

Do I want to be a genius? SO EASY! I Just need to get some genes of genius.

Do I want to go around the world? SO EASY! I just need to launch my own satellite!

Everything is SO EASY here! -Alchemy, refining, magic symbols, different lifestyles- with the help of technology, they are SO EASY!

Technologies are not a panacea, but technologies can make life better, so Ye Zan decided to put down his roots in this weird place. Science and technology can strengthen the country, science and technology can also strengthen the spirit, Watch the journey of a lonely wandering soul under Ye Zan’s control and witness- what it takes to become a real master of science and technology.

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Lin Luoran is a 27-year-old girl from a rural family. She doesn’t have a college degree, let alone any money.

(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger)—What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. … My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses.I said to her, “Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment.” Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I…