Cultivation God my harem

Cultivation God my harem

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Nate Cowell is guy who lives alone after his parents died in a car accident. From that day onwards he didn't have anybody to help him so he works hard to get money to buy food to eat. The government also supported him a little until he turned 18,He always have ambitions to one day get all the beautiful women in her neighborhood but he couldn't fulfill that as he got hit by a car when crossing the road. After he got hit what he said was"Fuck, I couldn't even get a girlfriend and my life's greatest goal was be rich"As if the God of Life heard him he gave him a second chance in another world where power and money makes it all. He got reincarnated into a guy who is also called Ye Wutian and gets a system to help him in that world. >> [Found host] [Merging with host] [Successfully merged with host]. Join the fun as he grows from weak to strong and fulfills his past goals.

Chapter 1 I FAILED!!!

*Beep*

*Beep*

"Hah is it morning already, Why is time dealing with me like this. I didn't even sleep for three hours and I have to go to work"A young guy said as he got out from bed and strolled to the balcony to brush his teeth.

This young guy is Ye Wutian,He is tall, has a curly brown hair and handsome. His parents died three years ago when he was fifteen years old in a car accident, they were owing too much that after their death the government took over all their properties. Because Ye Wutian was young at that time they let him stayed with a nanny in the house whiles the government supported him some money every month.The money could only be used to buy meals and pay his tuition. He turned 18 earlier this month, and the government has been forcing him to leave the residence so they can sell it. If he does not acquire a job and move out, he will be forced to drop out of school.

"Ah, fuck, I walked all day yesterday and couldn't even get an interview; all the applications I sent haven't gotten a response yet," he mumbled.

He left the house twenty minutes after getting dressed.

His plan for today is to visit a few places and try his luck. While walking, he read various papers and eventually continued. He noticed other males holding hands and hugging their girlfriends.He did not hesitate to say that he had never proposed to a female at his school since they avoided him the instant he approached them. He remembered Lucy, the girl he fell in love with and proposed to but was turned down by. Lucy is a gorgeous fairy-like girl with tanned skin, blonde hair, and normal heights.

He shook his head and asked, "Mum, Dad, why did you do this to me, leaving me to suffer like this?" Without realizing it, tears welled up in his eyes, and he wiped them away.

"All right, let's go; I don't want to become a street person who begs people for money; I have to make it," he said as he headed to the first location mentioned on the paper, which was ignominious red but was rejected, he continued to the second place but the vacancy had been given to someone.

He advanced to second place, but the slot had been filled.

He went to all of the designated locations but was ignored and refused. It was getting late, and he needed to hurry home to prepare something to eat because he hadn't eaten since the morning. He decided to go to his parents' graveyard to light candles and pray for good fortune.

He walked for approximately 20 minutes, and when he arrived, he chatted to himself and asked if his parents were still alive. It surprised some of those present, who assumed he was getting angry. He informed them about his pain and how life had been unfair to him.

He lingered there for a while before getting up to return homeIt was already evening, and the street lights shone brightly as he walked alongside the road. He was texting on his phone as he crossed the road to the other end, but sadly...

*pooopo*

*poop poop*

The motorist was going way too fast as he tried to horn his way through the traffic, but Wutian was already immersed in his cell and abruptly

*Bam*

*ta ta*

He collapsed, and blood poured from him.

He opened his eyes and sobbed, "I FAIL, I AM AAA FAAILUURE AA." Blood poured from his mouth. The driver did not come to a complete stop; instead, he parked and drove away.

"I failed you in my goals."

"Fuck, I didn't even get a girlfriend," he thought as his life began to dwindle.

"Someone call an ambulance," yelled a woman.

"It's on its way," said a man. He passed out while thinking to himself."Fuck I didn't even get a girlfriend," he thought as his life began to dwindle.

"Someone call an ambulance," yelled a woman.

"It's on its way," said a man. He passed out while thinking to himself.

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