Her Rebirth. - Chapter 5 -

Fate, a gatekeeper who had been working for the castle, is beset by a few burdens.

By the year 3029 CE, Earth’s technology has developed rapidly, borders no longer exist, and Earth has been unified, marking the beginning of the era of the Federation.

At that time, a huge sword flew from the heavens, piercing the sun and causing a huge sensation on Earth.

Perhaps because the scabbard of the sword was already in tatters, countless shards have broken off from it following the collision with the sun and spread across the universe. Many of these shards have landed on various places across Earth.

With the arrival of the bronze sword and its shards, a new unlimited energy source has suddenly appeared on Earth. This energy source has since been named Spirit Qi.

Spirit Qi is like air, thick in some places and thin in others. As the Federation and other factions gather more shards, they discover more information on cultivation, pill refinement, Spirit Stone refinement, and other techniques. The words on the shards have an ancient feel to them, making it a trend for people to use ancient language.

The appearance of Spirit Qi rapidly makes the original energy sources obsolete and has completely changed people’s lives. Not only has the Spirit Internet been formed, Spirit Qi has also changed the course of Human Civilization, causing the world to enter a civilization of cultivation. This would later come to be known as the Spirit Inception Era.

[The copy is too difficult to write]
Meng Xia is wearing a book, dressed as a substitute for the male protagonist Bai Yueguang in the book, a canary with a miserable fate
In order to change his fate, after recalling the plot, Meng Xia decided to hug Bai Yueguang, the male protagonist, the biggest boss in the book.
Ning Qingwan is beautiful and sassy, ​​and when it comes to Jiquan Tiancai, she is always indispensable.
One day, the little girl who looked exactly like her held a bunch of her supporters and asked her timidly, “Old…husband…are you in love.”
Ning Qingwan looked at the blushing little girl in front of her and couldn’t help teasing her, “What do you call me?”
【The small theater is too sweet】
Celebrities and amateurs’ love observation show “Fortunate to Met You” was launched, and Ning Qingwan was invited
The fans refused to tie up the CP, and they were arguing about it, but they found that her husband was always flirting with another female guest who looked like her, and the male guest became a background board.
Netizens asked: Am I looking at Ji with rotten eyes? How can I match my face?
Anonymous netizens replied: Thank you for the invitation [picture]
In the photo, Ning Qingwan held the face of someone else’s little girl, kissed her earnestly, and had a deep expression on her face.

【Eating Guide】
①The body is delicate and soft and easy to overthrow the innocent little soft and cute VS evildoer and paranoid sultry big guy Shuang Jie
②In the early stage, it was a two-way crush ~ big sweet and small abuse~~ ending he
③ There will be a mutual attack session, once (the old face is red: the kind of hands-on teaching)
④The character has no prototype, please do not substitute it ~ Anti-theft setting is 70%, 36 hours, if the subscription ratio is not enough, wait 36 ​​hours to see the new chapter ~ Wang Haihan.
【Highlight lightning protection】
①The author’s logic is useless, and all the plot characters are only for the sake of brainless sweetness, and I don’t like to be cautious. Decline the writing guide~ You are right
②The details can’t be detailed, and the comment area will not be enough to complain.

Content tags: A soft spot for entertainment, sweet text, through books
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One sentence introduction: Ning Qingwan’s favorite dessert is Meng Xia
Intention: Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing

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The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands.Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out.A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy!“You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! ”These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments.“Should my blade break, I will use my body!”The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive.“If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!”Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone.All hope seemed lost.“And if my Soul fails...”What could a single man and his army do?He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve.“I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!”But he was too weak, too fragile.The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy.Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint.Miracles were beyond his reach.Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne.His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground.Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes.His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire.Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him.Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again.He desired to fight for the people who supported him.Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this.As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him.It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again.“If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?”Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind.A frail and broken voice'There is no reason to ask, of course!'“No matter the cost?”'Even if I were to lose everything...''If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!'“You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious.”“Will you still accept?”The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity.To lose that caused his mind to falter.Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm.Lancelot reached out.Towards the raspy voice.Towards the abyss.Towards a new future.[So you would accept after all...]'I must accept.''I must stand tall.''I must not break.''Because...''I am the Lord of humanity![Nay, you are the king of demons]