Count's Youngest Son is a Warlock - Chapter 40

As a creation-type devil fruit, the Superman Barrier Fruit is not too much to use it to open Susanoo, right? Katakuri’s glutinous fruit can have countless fists, can’t my barrier fruit do it?

The biscuit fruit of the cracker can have a biscuit army, but can’t I have a barrier fruit? Brother Ming’s thread fruit can have a shadow riding thread clone, but can’t my barrier fruit? What, even mr3’s wax fruit has so many wax figure clones, and candle robot armor?

No, I have to refer to it, and I have to play better! My barrier fruit should be greener than blue and better than blue! My creativity is beyond your imagination! !

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Lin Feng was at rock bottom—buried in debt, stuck in a dead-end job, and barely surviving as a struggling college student. His fridge contained nothing but a single egg and regret.Then, one day, his life changed forever.> [Ding!]> [Congratulations! You have unlocked the Rich System!]> [Spending money on women increases their favorability at 2x, 3x, or more!]> [Reach favorability milestones to receive cash returns—higher favorability, higher profits!]At first, Lin Feng thought it was a scam… until 5,000 yuan appeared in his bank account.Now, armed with a system that rewards extravagant spending on women, Lin Feng must navigate the world of wealth, luxury, and high society. But there’s a catch—- Cheap gifts don’t count.- Unnecessary spending lowers the favorability boost.- Some women require more than money to be impressed.- And sometimes, the system throws in humiliating spending challenges.From sharp and ambitious career women to calculating high-society heiresses, rising celebrities, and even a mysterious billionaire widow, Lin Feng must learn how to play the game—or risk losing everything.Can an unlucky underdog turn money into power, respect, and romance? Or will wealth bring him more trouble than he ever imagined?One thing’s for sure—**he’s about to find out.

“Mr. Gatson, there’s a little boy at the reception claiming to be your ancestor.”“Chase him out!”“I don’t dare to, his face looks like a younger version of you!”“...”Five years ago, everyone thought she had passed in the orchestrated explosion.Five years later, she returned with her adorable four-year-old and over a hundred million fans.Immediately, some people started panicking, and all sorts of schemes to defame and frame her came one after another.She kept her cool and dealt with their tricks one by one, destroying the menacing whore, and collecting evidence to make her enemies pay for their deeds.And finally, she was accidentally pampered to no end by the most valuable man in the city!

“Oh Lord Lunareio, you are the only one who can save our world.”...My name is Rikuya Takatsuki, and I didn’t ask to be summoned to some fantasy world with my classmates. But there I was, expected to be a hero and protect the Kingdom from Realm Eaters, dimensional monsters chewing through reality.Apparently, all the races summoned forth heroes of legend, which was sort of a shocker to me since it wasn’t the cliché “slay the demon king” trope.Sounds cool, right? Wrong. While everyone else got flashy powers and legendary classes, I was slapped with the FFF Auto Hero class—no skills, no perks, and no respect.The kingdom handed me some pocket change and politely told me to scram.Fine by me. I was all set on enjoying the easy life in this new world anyways, when out of nowhere a bunch of cultists kidnapped me, claiming I’m their prophesied god or whatever.They gave me a mansion, unlimited snacks, and zero responsibilities, so of course, I played along.But then my so-called useless class kicked in. Turns out Auto Hero means my body hijacks itself whenever there’s danger, turning me into some kind of unstoppable killing machine. Efficient? Sure. Ethical? Not so much. Now everyone thinks I’m this terrifying cult leader who takes down monsters, corrupt kings, and anyone dumb enough to stand in my way.While my classmates enjoy their shiny hero lives, I’m here in the shadows, leading a cult, toppling kingdoms, and pretending I have some grand plan. The truth? I’m just winging it.I mean... what’s the worst that could happen?