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

When she saved Meng Jiang, Meng Zi treated it as a personal favor, and the debt did not extend to the whole North District.

Su Ying couldn't help admiring this man for being so clear-headed under such pressing conditions.

"What do I want your life for? I did it because I happened to be here."

When Su Ying walked out of the house, everyone in the courtyard looked at her in shock. They found it hard to imagine how a person who was effectively destined for death could come back to life in her hands.

"I'll send the two of you off." Zhou Xing followed her out.

Su Ying walked through the North District as the sunset cast its orange rays over it. It was harvest time, and as she passed by the fields, she could see many people working hard in the fields. Although it was hard work, the people's faces were filled with the joy of reaping a bumper harvest.

It Would Be A Waste If I Didn't Accept Them