Farming Life In Another World Light Novel Novels & Stories

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It was a piece of broken glass from a discarded monitor. I didn't have a pen. I didn't have a story. I just had a piece of sharp glass and a burning, human heart. "Come and get me," I whispered. Kaima (Alice) has finally woken up in the true, physical world of 2026. She is in a massive "Human Server Farm" where the Aethel-Corp harvests the imagination of millions to power their games. Rowan and the others are still trapped in the "Integrated Reality."

They were around fifty, wandering around the world, living among the human just as the perfect human, still waiting for the sacrifice that could lead them to the path of eternal afterlife to heaven. ********* Author's note. Hello everyone !!! So, here is the completion of the second part of the story, The Immortal Love. Third part is on the way. You can find me on instagram as @Rosechrys5996. Do follow me to know more about my works and to chit chat with me. Trust me, I am a good speaker on chat, hehe. So, stay tuned and stay happy and healthy everyone. Thank you clicking the story and reading it. *******

Yu Liang: Yes, this is the kind of world here, gaining enlightenment while eating instant noodles and listening to classical music. Xiao Yao was silenced at the system user's sarcasm, but she couldn't deny that it was indeed this kind of world, which were it because of the questionable character of many characters and the author's dark plot, it would be more of a cultivation of arts martial novel in a modern world, full of comedy and romance on all sides.

She set it on the perfect spot, slowly climbed up, and sat on the wooden plank as she pulled out an ordinary thick book from the shelf with the caption, "Enchanters." Yuna stroked the rough leather surface of the book, amused by how she doesn't feel any sign of dust on it. She slowly lifted it open, and a page full of culture and illustration was what she saw. After being stunned, she read every page and broadly memorized them. "Nevaeh" This world is named Nevaeh and yes, she was in another world and not in another dimension. There are four kingdoms standing and ruling their own lands.

"So what if I am? Some people live to eighty and are still just walking corpses. I’ve lived eighteen years. That’s enough." Just then, a commotion erupted downstairs. Mom was crying and shouting. "Mom, I don’t want to live anymore! I can’t do this anymore!" Mathias. He was here. I frowned. Jonathan stood up. "Stay here. I’ll go take a look." "I’m coming too." I threw off the blanket. "You—" "I want to see." I wanted to see what Mathias had become in this life after being crushed by reality. Jonathan didn’t stop me. He helped me up, supporting me as we slowly made our way downstairs.

A faint smile touched my lips. Caleb Thorne. The man who remembered the end of the world. The man who looked at me like he could already see blood on my hands. I lowered another seed carefully into the divine soil. The earth embraced it instantly. And as warm wind swept through the valley, I realized something terrifying. I wasn’t just surviving anymore. I was becoming the gardener of the new world. And I had a sharp-tongued guardian watching my back.

Meanwhile, the living creatures remaining in the world had no qi in their bodies, and their memories seemed to have forgotten everything about the world of cultivation. "This world will become a world of humans without cultivation!" said the figure looking at the world from inside a mirror. The figure was dressed in blue and held a strange book in his hand. "Well, another world has disappeared, and now there may be another world rising. But whether it can develop or not depends on those who live there!" said the figure, disappearing as soon as he finished his sentence.

Mateo was my light, showing me what it meant to be cared for. It was new and strange, something I couldn't let go of.

Dwarrows hammered aurora into steel and sold it south for prices that made kings hiss through their teeth. And so Nytherra spun along. Not peaceful, not exactly—friction was baked into the recipe—but alive, and lovelier than the old world in the ways that mattered, because it had not yet learned how to hate properly. If you’re waiting for the part where it did, you have the right instincts.