Ting Chan

After transmigrating, Su Ying, Major General of the End Times War Troops, became a b*tch who conspired with a jerk to murder her husband. As soon as she transmigrated, she found herself stuck with two children and a handicapped husband who could end her life at any moment. 

Su Ying waved her hand dismissively. This was a piece of cake compared to the injuries she had dealt with on the battlefield. She had even suffered from not having food or water whilst being hunted down. This was a walk in a park. 

Su Ying had her own space for resources. She had meat in one hand and alcohol in the other. She'd kill every assassin who came her way. 

Not only was she able to heal her handicapped husband, but she also managed to raise her children well. She built a house and farmland around it. She eventually established her own civilization and empire. She was the queen of her own nation. 

Once her husband fully recovered, she helped him by clearing his name and getting back everything that belonged to him in Shangjing. She then tossed divorce papers on the table so that they could part ways and enjoy their own lives away from each other. 

He clenched his jaw. "Try getting a divorce if you dare!" 

Her two children wrapped their arms around her legs. "Mommy, don't you want your babies anymore?" 

Su Ying placed one hand on her forehead. Fine, I'll take them all! 

Looking After a Battle God With Hundreds of Billions in Supplies

Su Ying wasn't in a hurry to go back. Instead, she walked to the other path branching off the mud road. As soon as she walked over, she saw many people crowding around something in front of her.

"Everyone, stand still. What are you snatching? Whoever tries to snatch will not get anything."

Su Ying thought for a moment and still decided to walk over. She squeezed her way to the center of the crowd and saw a young man with a number of large winnowing pans in front of him. One person couldn't wait to open the winnowing pan, and she could see that it was filled with rice and flour.

"Everyone, back off. If anyone dares to squeeze over and snatch it, don't even think about buying anything from me in the future."

When those people heard what the young man said, they all stopped and obediently took a step back.

The young man then opened the lids of the winnowing pans and said, "One by one. How many do you want?"

Extorting So Ruthlessly