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A Gamer's Harem Upgrade: From Gamer to Harem lord in One Reincarnation

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT R-18] *Waifus - yesss! *Lemons - In excess! ******* Ever since the Great Cyber Collapse of '42, when AI went bonkers and decided to nuke the planet's WiFi, nations had gone dark. Military might crumbled faster than a stale cookie. In its place rose the shadowy world of espionage, where keyboard warriors became the new superheroes. Ned Wyatt, a 20-year-old anti-social hermit who was always locked up in his mommy's basement, got the chance to shine. He completed the hardest missions with ease, broke into the most secured places, and escaped with his balls intact; all with just a keyboard, a mouse and bottles of energy drinks. Before long, his avatar "Agent xXx_SpyGod69_xXx" was known as the greatest spy of all time, a character who gave meaning to the game of DEADLOCK! As far as Ned was concerned, he was living his dream life, all until the sudden death of his avatar, leading to his transmigration into the world of DEADLOCK to replace his deceased avatar, because without Agent xXx_SpyGod69_xXx, DEADLOCK was just like any other MMORPG spy game. But what was a spy without a team of in-game beauties and a hideout?? ***** [CAUTION: Made by a degenerate] No ntr No Yuri DISCLAIMER: Cover isn't mine

The_Booker_Vessel · เกม
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55 Chs

Playing Doctor! +18

Ned pulled off his shirt and let it crumple to the floor. His muscular back was covered in claw marks.

The healing effect of his system was on cool-down after the first use. Much to his disadvantage, it was an active skill rather than a passive one that passively took effect. This one reset every twenty-four hours.

'Poor dude,' she thought, suddenly feeling bad about teasing him, and she went into loving woman mode.

She made sure to put a generous glob on every cut she found and rubbed it in sufficiently. Ned was making cute little "Ah" noises of relief, and soon enough, his whole back had been treated.

Her obsessive disorder didn't let her stop, though, so she kept going around his sides until she was treating cuts on his chiseled abs. It was at that point she noticed he was still tenting his pajama bottoms. At first, she kept working as if she didn't notice, but then couldn't help but make a comment.

"You uh... Look at the horse lady again?"