Ellie_Ethereal

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From an apocalyptic world, Xu Feng transmigrates into a parallel world with a third gender. The heavens took pity on the 19-year-old who died as he awakened his ability in his original world, so he started a new life as a ger.

What is a ger? The third gender, a man who can impregnate women and be impregnated by men. 

There were even more surprises waiting for Xu Feng. He not only awakened a wood ability from his previous world, he was also met with a contract marriage he couldn’t refuse in the new world.

“Carry my son’s child, and I’ll make sure you live comfortably for the rest of your life.” 

“Whether you can birth a son for me or not, I don’t care. Just don’t get in my way, and I’ll make sure you want for nothing.”

Xu Feng looked at his “mother-in-law,” then back at his "playboy" of a “husband” before looking toward the fertile fields and vast mountains.

A peaceful farming life as a landlord with a spoiled young master was better than living life in the apocalypse. But Xu Feng was transported to a world with cultivation, demon beasts, and hidden secrets, a simple farming life might be too much to ask for.

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[Cultivation, Farming, Multiple partners/Throuple, BL, R-18, Child, HE]

The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]

Xu Feng turned toward the sound of the voices and was greeted by two small faces he hadn't seen in a long time. Lee Mo and Lee An, Lee Hua's children, stood there with big grins, holding little baskets in their hands.

Whether they knew they were seeing the once thought to be dead or not, was unknown. Maybe they just thought he'd gone on a small trip…

"What's this?" Xu Feng asked, crouching down to meet their height.

"Dad said to bring these for you!" Lee An exclaimed, her hands extending the small basket toward Xu Feng.

Lee Mo added, "It's for you and the dragons!"

Their excitement was contagious, and for a brief moment, Xu Feng forgot his worries. He accepted the baskets with a warm smile.

"Thank you," he said, patting their heads. The light but distinct smell of the dried flowers the two children had picked for him was hard to ignore or dislike. "Have you had breakfast yet?"

...Second Nap!