Ascending the Heavens as an Evil God - Chapter 547: Light and Justice

“Players are welcome to board the special train for the Dimension Crack game. This train will go from the E-level departure station to the D-level station. Please ensure that your life is safe and orderly get on the train and abide by the rules of the ride.”

“Ride rules are as follows:”

“1. Please do not bring non-game items on the train. (Except underwear)”

“2. Must consume. (The train staff are all working without pay)”

“3. Do not turn on the lights after turning off the lights. (Except for those who are daring and talented)”

“In addition, the train encourages a variety of leisure methods such as sneak attacks, fights, and hunting. Players are invited to choose at will.”

“I wish you a pleasant journey.”

- Description from novelbuddy

Born in the royal family, Yan Shi has too many things that he is helpless toward.

Doesn’t matter whether he is willing or not, he has already been dragged into the battle for the throne.

But above him there’s a father who detests and rejects him, and below him there are brothers watching him like a tiger watches its prey.

Yan Shi’s every step is filled with uncertainty, afraid that with one wrong move, he would lose everything.

But just as he was about to rein in the net, his stomach actually got bigger!

Help: We’re in the midst of fighting for the throne, what should I do with my big stomach? How do I ensure no one discovers it?

- Description from Novelupdates

(Popular female lead + Pretending to be weak to beat the strong + Fast-paced + Slightly sour then sweet romance + 1 male lead and 1 female lead + No face-slapping + Female lead and female second lead are good friends)

Jiang Yan was originally a scheming, sweet girl, but the system told her that she was actually a vicious female second lead who would never be loved.

Jiang Yan prepared herself to become a lonely beauty, but the characters in this mission world did not act according to the plot!

Jiang Yan wondered: “How did he agree to my pursuit?”

“Wasn’t he supposed to take the initiative to break up with me?”

“Why doesn’t he dislike gold-digging women and even gives me money to be with him?”

The vicious system crashed: “The characters of this world are out of control!”

1. Fake rich young miss vicious female second lead ✔ (Extra ✔)

2. Attention-seeking, money-crazy internet celebrity vicious female second lead ✔ (Extra ✔)

3. Pampered little princess vicious female second lead ✔ (Extra ✔)

4. Poor gold-digger vicious female second lead ✔ (Extra ✔)

5. Online dating scammer vicious female second lead ✔

6. Forcefully snatching sugar daddy vicious female second lead ✔

7. Ex-national sweetheart vicious female second lead ✔

8. Frail and delicate young miss vicious female second lead ✔

9. Childhood sweethearts ✔

10. Vampire little count vicious female second lead ✔

11. Blind young miss vicious female second lead ✔

…To be continued

Mainly lighthearted and heartwarming

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