These Familiars Are Strange - Chapter 275: Strange tools

Ye Chen was an honest and hardworking man, but he caught his girlfriend who was having an affair with a wealthy second generation, because of his sadness he decided to return to his hometown to calm down, while on his way he met a god cultivator and ended up being his student . After that his life began to change, on the right and left arms holding the Beautiful girl, from the start of the School flower, rich young women, beautiful teachers, beauty Ceo, famous beauty stars, beautiful goddesses. one by one the women came to him

Mikail Fremawan, someone who has always been followed by bad luck since he was a child, and the peak was when both of his parents died simultaneously before his own eyes.But the sudden appearance of the System changes everything, from wealth, power, glory, and... revenge; Mikail begins his steps to achieve all of that one by one.Witness his story of turning his misfortune into incredible good fortune.Mikail: There might be something wrong with my System, Isn't it?

We follow Anthony, a man forced to adapt to a world of dark fantasy that imposes itself on him with an unmistakable brutality. A place where shadow and violence reign supreme, where inequality is riven and the laws of nature are distorted. A world where every moment could be the last.What fate does this cruel universe hold for our protagonist? What hidden secrets do the powerful hide behind cold and inaccessible masks? And what alliances, betrayals or rivalries will be woven into this maelstrom of supernatural forces and unfathomable powers?To survive, Anthony will have to fight, evolve and face his own demons. For in this place, no matter the greatness of the beings that populate it, it is tenacity that dictates the law.

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…”