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I Quit Being The Villain

Transmigrating into the novel, [The Emperor of Luck] Gu Xia received the despair villain system and became a small villain who is destined to be face slapped by the protagonist then eventually killed. Having been through the plot thousands of times and being failed by the system every time, he finally snapped. "System! What did I do wrong this time!?" [Host, please calm down... There has been an error in the world that I have no control over. As an apology I can grant you extra rewards once you complete the plot!] Gritting his teeth and having bloodshot red eyes Gu Xia finally had enough. [I quit being the villain! Fuck the plot, fuck the heroine's, fuck the protagonist, fuck everyone, I just want to live my life without being face slapped! I QUIT!] Unknowing to him all of the heroines could now hear his inner voice… -------------------------------------- Schedule: 7 chapters/week (unless I'm ill or something happens) Chapter Length: 1000 - 1500 words. No NTR nor will the MC have any of his harem members cucked at any point in the novel! If you get offended easily... This is not your kind of novel! -------------------------------------- More powerstones/support= I write more!

Kurupts · Urban
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212 Chs

The new protagonist appears!?

Right around the time Gu Xia was about to freely speak about the heroines ending to the heroines themselves...

Somewhere in an unknown location where a large mountain stood high and strong.

On the grass surface that held a small garden with crops and a small wooden home just 10 feet away.

An old man who had long white hair and beard which matched his sharp eyes, and also was wearing a snow colored robe around his aging body was currently meditating on the edge of the mountain.

With the sun shining down on his wrinkly skin and his breathing completely steady he channeled his Qi around his body.

A small blue light began to shine through his skin causing a light glow to wrap outside his body.

With a single breath, multiple needles which were resting on a simple rag began to float upward.

The sharp ancient medical tools started to rotate around his head in a nice rhythm.

"Start."