Triiffic-Soul: Can I Be In Control? - Chapter 19 – Trouble But Make It Double

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Jiang Mianmian crossed over,

Arrived in a different world full of giant dragons, became a nobleman disguised as a man, accepted the entrustment of the territory, and began to become a noble lord in a different world to make a fortune and start a petty bourgeois life.

Until one day, drinking water stuck between her teeth, two giant dragons rolled all the way, no, fought, and hit her door.

After a big move, the main city she worked so hard to upgrade and build was knocked back to its original form, and as compensation…

She only picked up a dragon egg? !

Ma Dan! You shitty dragon, are you demolishing the house? ! After dismantling, lay eggs!

Just like this, farming, hatching eggs and pulling the dragon cub until one day the dragon cub grows into a big black gold dragon. How does this dragon look so similar to the one that demolished her house back then? !

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I was reborn into a chaebol family.Into a time with no cryptocurrency, no internet, and nothing else.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.