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Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

"What are the odds of gods for not putting me on the top? Screw it! Let's hatch a plot blacker than a kettle calling a pot!" Enter MFX90! Preferred referral, MF! Not that Mother******. First letter: 'Messiah'! Second letter: 'Father'! Why? Because you'll be calling her Daddy!—Despite choosing to stay female for psychological advantage to many heroes and transmigators along the way who find her scrumptious. A poet who'd lull you with flowery words before crushing it. A psychologist where lies and truths are but the same as myth. A strategist who controls the marionette like a pirouette. And a devil who hates hubris to the core. Living in a chaotic world with Usurpers and Angels trying to ram each other like batteries, with an ounce of stupidity faster than the reeling tape of misery. That 'MF' is the exemplar of perfection! Because it will be impossible to defeat a cultivator with just a little tinker on her genes. Who would have thought that being able to harness the harness proved to be horrifyingly destructive? This advocate of determination deem herself as a Skillionaire, collecting every knowledge and capabilities just to categorize them into 'Skill' within her brain. An internal system she created for herself to ease her lunatic tendency of human experimentation. But this 'MF' has a horrible glaring weakness. She has stage fright. ------------ [Sometimes contain mature, triggering, gore, and questionable content. Read at your own direction] [Checking the Tags before reading is advised] ------------ The cover illustration belongs to its respective creator. ------------ Craving for more something less obscene but still with the same smart and interesting protagonist? Try my "Re: Tentacles System"!

Yokoyokai · Fantasy
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263 Chs

Candidates Arrival

Four of the disciple candidates climbed the thousands of stairs through the hills and mountains. It took them another hour of walking before they reached the artificial flat ground of hard stones.

The only thing that they needed to tread now was an illustrative pathway with black and white painting, stretching from the start of the flat ground into the entrance of the huge platform within their frame.

Ragoni was merely able to walk straight because of that arduous journey.

Slobbering and sluggishly walking like a zombie, she glanced back and saw three of her companions weren't affected in the slightest from that exhausting staircase session.

"You!" Ragoni gasped left and right while maintaining her pace. "All of you are monsters!"

For Elon, she already had the mana and circulation technique to negate her fatigue as a Nascent Realm Enlargement Cultivator. All of these were a cakewalk for her.