Clearing an Isekai with the Zero-Believers Goddess – The Weakest Mage among the Classmates - Chapter 169: Takatsuki Makoto becomes a Spirit

The narrative follows a gamer who, after selecting the “Awakened Cinder” class in the game Fractured Dawn, finds himself transported into the game's world. However, this version of the game is devoid of its usual interfaces—no UI, no tutorials, and no second chances. Each death strips away a part of his memories and identity, immersing him deeper into a perilous reality.The protagonist, now known as Riven, must navigate the treacherous Witherlands, confronting formidable foes like the Gravemare and Dreamborn Horrors, while uncovering the mysteries of Emberlight, Grace, and Cindershrines. His journey is one of survival, self-discovery, and challenging the very fabric of this fractured world.

When I just started college, my mobile phone navigation can automatically find treasure!

Complete the treasure hunt navigation, and you can also get rich rewards!

“92 kilograms of stolen money were detected, complete the treasure hunt navigation, and reward a set of 100 million Zhongtian lake view villas!”

“It is detected that the big star Xia Qiu is about to be in distress, complete the opportunity navigation, and reward 100 million in cash!”

“A piece of 10 jin*head gold is detected, complete the treasure hunt and navigation, and reward Yuanfang Wenchuang with a value of 600 million yuan to purchase 60% of the shares!”

“…”

Looking at the mobile phone’s continuous automatic treasure hunt and the rich rewards after completing the treasure hunt navigation, Ye Feng said:

“From today onwards, the four famous words of the four great masters will come out of my mouth!

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The new story, “Rebirth of the Goddess: Mr. Mu, Be Gentle,” has begun.It's a combination of top student, goddess, counterattack, supernatural abilities, and a detached yet restrained male lead.She was a superstar who won the Best Actress award three times in her previous life, with immense popularity. Yet, she foolishly served as a stepping stone for others, and after her death, didn't even have a proper burial place.Upon reopening her eyes after reincarnation, Qiao Xiaren slowly curled her lips. She intended to repay all her debts. In this life, she was determined to make those who had hurt, harmed, insulted, and slandered her wish they were dead.Reborn, she became a national goddess in the entertainment industry with thousands of fans, wielding her beauty and acting skills to dominate the entertainment world.He, a man of extraordinary background, was persistently pursuing her, “Woman, once I set my eyes on you, you can't escape.”A match between two formidable powers, this is a refreshing story.

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.