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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

Lautus Tunguska

There were giant eternal bowl torches at every edge of the obsidian fence of the field, burning bright in white and sometimes dark. It gave an even more otherworldly feeling despite it being created with pure scientific experiment using nitromethane and a fun sodium metal device that was shaped into the sect symbol on the surface.

"The west building will be the mission center." MF's voice echoed throughout the massive space of sect infrastructure. "And the east building would be our cultivation library where we put the cultivation law, skill, martial art, spell template, formation set, and pills recipes."

Foel spectated the energetic Primis, as she was considering running around like a child and wondering how it feels like being there. "The library looks quite big. I saw that you put so many segments and even stretched spirally to the underground like crazy, how do we fill the literature with that amount of vacant space?"

Foel stared at her partner, slightly tilting her head.