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Having crossed over into a world of Chaos and Order, brimming with all manner of bizarre items, Qiu Tu discovered he had actually slept with a VIP’s mistress... Since he had already been discovered, might as well... go with the flow? Strengthening his power, cultivating his influence, unearthing beautiful... and powerful subordinates, he steadily climbed to the peak of this world! Cataclysmic abilities and strange items included: the Cihuang Stone that could erase one's impression from others' hearts; a mythical beast's head that could summon storms with a kiss; a piggy bank that could store emotions; a reversal potion that increased Favorability when hitting someone, and so on... -------

Hột Khê - thiếu nữ chỉ mới mười chín tuổi đã trở thành sát thủ hàng đầu mà thế giới ngầm vừa nghe danh đã sợ vỡ mật. Trong khi làm nhiệm vụ giải cứu người cộng sự được cô tin tưởng nhất, người luôn nói yêu cô, từng được cô cứu trong lúc làm nhiệm vụ biết bao lần lại vì lợi ích mà phản bội, tàn nhẫn dồn cô vào chỗ chết. Không ngờ cô được sống lại trong thân thể của Nạp Lan Hột Khê – Tam tiểu thư xấu xí, yếu đuối vô năng của phủ Nạp Lan, bị Nhị tỷ của mình bán làm lô nệ. Cô ấy được sinh ra ở đất nước Kim Lăng tôn sùng sức mạnh và tu vi nhưng lại là phế vật không có linh căn, không thể tu luyện. Bằng y thuật cao siêu, thân thủ phi phàm cùng sự trợ giúp của không gian tùy thân và Nam Cung Dục, cô từng bước nâng cao tu vi, gây dựng thế lực cho riêng mình. Nam Cung Dục - Minh Vương điện hạ lãnh khốc trong truyền thuyết, thế lực hùng mạnh, anh tuấn vô song, tu vi thâm sâu khó dò. Lần đầu gặp, hắn đứng trong bóng tối nhìn cô giết chết tất cả những kẻ từng sỉ nhục mình với ánh mắt đầy hứng thú. Hắn từng bước bị tính cách, sự tài hoa hơn người của cô làm say đắm, quyết định cả đời này chỉ có Nạp Lan Hột Khê mới có tư cách trở thành Vương phi của hắn. Liệu trái tim từng bị phản bội của Hột Khê có thể rung động trước sự chân thành của Nam Cung Dục, bên hắn xây dựng cơ đồ, tạo nên những kì tích rung chuyển giới tu chân.

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..." A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

Zhao Yu came to the deserted planet to build a base, create an underground city and hide in it. Worried about the threat from the unknown civilization, Zhao Yu dug out a small half of the planet and built star destroyer cannons capable of destroying the planet, as well as tens of thousands of fully intelligent mechanical dogs in various forms. The defensive robotic dog, the Gate God, would disguise itself as a small mountain and fortify around the base. Detection and gathering robot dog - Tsotan, would disguise as a rolling stone and wander around the planet to collect useful resources. Combat robot dog - Nezha, would disguise as a crater, scattered around the base, ready to be able to attack the enemies that may come. Around the base, they were ready to attack the enemies that might come. On this day, his gathering robot dog - Tsotan, dragged back a spaceship. It captured three alien creatures, claiming to be from Earth. Zhao Yu was confused. "Didn't I travel to the deep space of the universe? How come I'm on the back of the moon and being treated as an alien by humans?"

You might not believe it when I say this, but not all top students are the same! ------------------------------- No system, high intelligence, character-driven slice-of-life book!

Lang Hoa sống lại, nàng muốn thay đổi vận mệnh của mình, thay đổi vận mệnh của Lục Anh, tìm ra người đang đứng sau dựng lên tất cả mọi chuyện để hãm hại nàng. Nàng muốn giúp Cố gia tránh thoát được kiếp nạn diệt môn, làm cho tổ mẫu mà mình yêu thương nhất không bị chết thảm dưới đao kiếm của phản quân. Nhưng dần dần, nàng lại phát hiện tất cả mọi chuyện không hề như nàng nghĩ, cũng không hề xảy ra như nàng biết. Lục Anh cũng không giống Lục Anh mà nàng yêu thương suốt bao nhiêu năm... Cũng có thể vì mắt không bị mù nên nàng mới có thể nhìn thấy nhiều cái mà kiếp trước mình không thể thấy, có thể đọc được suy nghĩ biểu hiện qua vẻ mặt của từng người chứ không phải chỉ nghe người ta nói qua tai. Hoặc cũng có thể từ khoảnh khắc nàng trọng sinh sống lại, bánh xe vận mệnh đã trệch sang một con đường khác... Con đường phía trước mịt mờ, nàng phải đi như thế nào để có thể nắm giữ được vận mệnh của mình trong tay?

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

[Horror-Spieleentwickler: Meine Spiele sind wirklich nicht so gruselig!] Ich hasse Horror. Von den huschenden Geräuschen von Schritten, die hinter mir herjagen, bis zu den leisen, aber beunruhigend kalten Flüstern, die sich um meine Ohren winden... All das. Ich hasse es. So sehr, dass ich anfange zu kotzen, wenn ich eine bestimmte Schwelle erreiche. Und trotzdem bin ich ein Horror-Spieleentwickler. Ein miserabler noch dazu. Also habe ich beschlossen, aufzuhören, angesichts meiner mangelnden Fähigkeiten. Und doch... [Glückwunsch, Sie wurden für das Horror-Spielentwicklungssystem ausgewählt!] Nein, ich will es nicht. Lass mich aufhören. ※ Hinweis: Ihre Welt könnte einige Veränderungen erfahren. Aber keine Sorge! Es ist Teil des Spiels! *** Dies ist eine Geschichte über einen Spieleentwickler, der Horror hasst, aber keine andere Wahl hat, als Spiele zu entwickeln, die gruselig genug sind, um Menschen zu traumatisieren. Sie wollen mich verfluchen, weil ich Sie dazu gebracht habe, sich in die Hose zu machen? Wenn das der Fall ist, wen verfluche ich dann? *** Eine von SCP inspirierte Geschichte mit ihrer eigenen Wendung!

Did I reincarnate? Or was I transported to an Isekai cultivation world? To be honest, I have no clue! What matters is that I turned from being useless, bullied, and trash, to fully-fledged garbage in my new cultivation world! But what is this strange bleep that keeps ringing in my ears? Is this some kind of system? Oh God! Did you gift me such a cliché, right at the start of my journey? Wait, why are you trying to kill me? Did I do something to you? Stand back or I will be forced to use unstoppable Exhudia! Tell me, what did she do for you to treat your significant other in this way? Let me show you how girlfriends should be taken care of! Wait, everyone was always telling me that demons are bad, so why is this demonic queen trying to seduce me? Wait! KEEP YOUR HANDS AWAY FROM MY PRECIOUS SWORD! I just came back from a mission and was promised at least a half a year of break. Why are you bothering me again with something as silly as subjugating a devil general? ********************** Discord link: https://discord.gg/pJTVGZZ ********************* DISCLAIMER: I do not own the cover. It was made with the help of fellow author(ess?) with the usage of possibly copyrighted images. If you own the rights to any part of the cover and want me to take it down, please, inform me on my discord or comment.

[80,000+ Words Before Premium] [Intense Taboo Elements Ahead, Be Warned] — Milfs Or Yanderes...Out of these two, which one would you pick? The adoring, nurturing Milfs who'd spoil you rotten with soft caresses and gentle scoldings, and would happily let you rest your head on their pillowy chest after a hard day. Or the dangerously devoted Yanderes, eyes gleaming with obsession, hearts beating only for you, girls who were willing to stain their hands red and erase the world for your sake—and also erase any other girl that gets too close to you. Most would ask this as a playful debate with friends, a harmless fantasy, a question thrown into the air on a lazy afternoon. But for Mika, this wasn’t a joke. This was his everyday reality. Born an orphan, but immediately embraced as family by the five most powerful women in the world, the legendary SSS-tier Battle Angels who once saved humanity from the apocalypse, he could be said to be one lucky guy. Especially since from the moment they took him in, he was cherished, protected, and endlessly pampered, growing up surrounded by unmatched strength and unwavering love. But it wasn’t just the angels who adored him. Their daughters, raised beside him, didn’t see him as just family. Their affection ran deeper, darker, a devotion so intense, so obsessive, it danced dangerously close to madness to the extent that they wouldn't mind hunting one another down to with their own SSS-tier blessings that could level a city with a thought to make him notice them. ...And the mothers knew. They saw the way their daughters clung to him, eyes filled with love and obsession. But they didn’t mind, if anything, they welcomed it. To them, he was the perfect son-in-law, and they silently hoped their own daughter would be the one to claim his heart. Even the daughters knew, or rather, believed, with unwavering certainty that he would fall for one of them. Each one convinced it was fate, that they were destined to be the one by his side. Everyone thought so. The girls, the mothers, even the world around them. Well...Everyone except Mika. Because while they dreamed of his love, Mika’s eyes weren’t on the daughters at all. No, his heart stirred for someone else entirely. ...Their mothers. ...The very Battle Angels who raised him. Shockingly…Irresistibly…They were the ones he desired. He knew he shouldn't feel this way, not for them. Not for the very women who raised him, protected him, loved him like their own. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop the way his heart raced in their presence, the way his thoughts lingered on them late into the night. It tore at him, the guilt, the desire, the confusion. He couldn’t choose between the mothers or the daughters. He didn’t want to hurt any of them. Didn’t want to be insincere. But everything changed the day he stopped trying to choose. Because he realized…he didn’t have to. He didn’t have to settle for one. He could be greedy. He could have all of them. And the moment that wicked thought settled in his mind, a slow, brilliant smile spread across Mika’s face. He no longer saw it as a dilemma, but a dream. A future where all ten of them, the fierce, stunning mothers and their dangerously devoted daughters, were his. Together...In his arms...On his bed...A tangled mess of love, obsession, and indulgence. And for the first time, he truly looked forward to the chaos that future would bring... — [No NTR - No Sharing - No System That Assists The Protagonist - No Mind Control - No Drugs Or Potions That Influence The - No Unnecessary Drama - Incest - Harem - MILFs - Yanderes - Slice of Life - Romance - Demigirls - Portals - Academy - Finally A Very Competent And Overpowered Protagonist] discord.gg/9hKEN3duBw