I Am A Scarecrow And The Demon Lord Of Terror! - Chapter 131 - The Difference Between Young People And Office Workers

The human Race is at war with the Vicious Dalki and when they needed help more than ever, THEY started to come forward.

Humans who had hidden in the shadows for hundreds of years, people with abilities.

Some chose to share their knowledge to the rest of the world in hopes of winning the war, while others kept their abilities to themselves.

Quinn had lost everything to the war, his home, his family and the only thing he had inherited was a crummy old book that he couldn’t even open.

But when the book had finally opened, Quinn was granted a system and his whole life was turned around.

He completed quest after quest and became more powerful, until one day the system gave him a quest he wasn’t sure he could complete.

"It is time to feed!"
"You must drink human blood within 24 hours"
"Your HP will continue to decrease until the task has been completed"

In a world ruled by magic crystals, Luther Isan is anything but ordinary. After a twist of fate throws him into the pages of the dreadful novel Magic Crystals Reign Supreme—a book he loathes with all his heart—he awakens inside the body of a character so minor he appeared only once and was promptly forgotten.But fate has other plans. To his horror, Luther discovers he possesses a power long thought impossible: the ability to wield magic without the aid of a crystal. A gift so rare, it sparks fear, awe, and suspicion in equal measure.When he accidentally saves the novel’s protagonist, Luther is mistaken for the “Child of the Gods” and proclaimed as the world’s saint. Suddenly, every faction wants a piece of him—while all he wants is to run far, far away.Armed with nothing but sarcasm, bad luck, and a desperate wish to escape, Luther is dragged into idiotic situations, endless misunderstandings, and world-saving duties he never signed up for. And to make things worse, the true protagonists of the book have now been ordered to guard him at all costs.Can a man who just wants peace survive being the most “important” person alive? Or will the world’s fate be doomed… because their so-called saint is the ultimate reluctant hero?

Nicole d'Armand never expected to walk into her apartment and find her fiancé *bleep*-deep in another woman's lady bits. What's a girl to do?Well, after obliterating an 18th-century Meissen vase, delivering a punch that would make a heavyweight boxer proud, and embarking on a night of raucous drinking, Nicole figures she might as well embrace the chaos.But when alcohol and pheromones collide, her wild night spins into something unexpected... Like a ride on the Logan Everett express.Which, naturally, leads to a whirlwind of its own: She's his fated mate. Because of course she is.And he rejects her. Because of course he does.Now embroiled in a mystery bigger than her post-breakup hangover, Nicole finds herself the prime suspect in a murder she didn't commit—no matter how tempting the thought might have been. And the only person who believes her innocence? The same guy who shot down the idea of being her fated mate.Great. Just what she needed: her love life is a crime scene, and the man stupid enough to let her go is holding her freedom in his hands.

After three days of working nonstop, Cheng Zhaoci has transmigrated (read: had a stroke) as is everyone’s wish.

What does it feel like to transmigrate into a male, the rarer s*x of the insectoid race?

Cheng Zhaoci would reply, ‘yeah never mind that, there is still work that is my job to do.’

One day, the internet of the insectoids that had a sore lack of entertainment media suddenly featured a new account that had short serial comics. The comics had sweet love, passionate fighting, and all sorts of imaginative stories. Many fans flock to follow this account. Of course, many shemales were sceptical of the 1-to-1 monogamous love depicted in those comics.

Later, when Wing Commander Wei Zhuo was deep behind enemy lines, his xiongzhu, the Wing Commander Cheng Zhaoci came to rescue him without hesitation. That is when the shemales realised – there certainly can be sweet, sweet, love. It just doesn’t belong to them.

The shemales only want to smile and wave them away.

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