Mob Protagonist ~ Mob in the Novel But There is a Problem - Chapter 337.2: Pull Out Weeds Properly From The Roots

It was started with a harmless request, “Jessica, clear out a room for Zoey, she'll be moving in with us for the time being.”Jessica's marriage soon ended when that 'guest' climbed up the ladder, from a guest room downstairs, to Jessica's bedroom, and then, her husband's bed.After losing in the fight for her husband's attention and love, Jessica realized it was time to wear back her garment of dignity and respect. She signed the divorce papers and left the country.Two years later, she returned as the heiress to a conglomerate, but her husband was at the airport, waiting to welcome her home.“When did I say I didn't love you, Jessica?” he asked.

After a cataclysmic event called The Great Calamity, strange rifts began opening all around the world, giving entrance to places we never saw before, full of monstrous beings.We call them Nests.The world, then, gave birth to people with special abilities. Powers that allowed them to fight the beasts inside the Nests.Those who chose to raid the Nests and fight for mankind were called Wielders, and little by little, society came to get used to the perspective that magic had become an innate part of their lives.My name is Kurt, and I was a regular, a person with no special abilities at all.I didn't awaken when I turned sixteen, when usually a person should awaken their powers.After being kicked from home and living years in the streets, I was caught in a trap engineered by my brother, so that my father, Octavius, could kill me.But I won't stay dead.I earned a system and went back in time.And they'll learn the true meaning of vengeance!

[Complete book is free] Ji Zhao, the descendant of the royal chef, is in the book! Became the cannon fodder ex-wife of the male protagonist in the first supplementary novel that she wrote a bad review on?

Vanity is vulgar and extremely vicious! Cuckold the male lead, bully the male lead’s family, and finally end up crazy!

Ji Zhao, who opened the plug-in, said that these are all small scenes, so don’t panic!

Let’s see her use grilled fish, snails, barbecue skewers… and countless other delicacies to turn the tables against the wind and reverse the situation strongly!

Picking up pheasants, picking up duck eggs, and catching fat fish, you will be lucky!

Build a house, open a shop, buy a house, and live happily ever after!

Smiling, Ji Zhao took countless money and prepared to do nothing, but found that the future chief assistant was getting closer and closer?

“You, you… why are you getting closer and closer?”

“Silly lady, I am your husband!”

“It’s just the ex-husband!” Ji Zhao said, poking his neck.

“Oh?”

The next day, Ji Zhao cried violently and kept begging for mercy.

“I was wrong, Master Chief Assistant!”

“Call me my husband!”

- Description from novelbuddy

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family.But fate doesn't follow orders.Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything.A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness.She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist.But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed. She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing.They told her different names.A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.”Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.”A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.”Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?”The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul.Lara Norse Kromwel.Daughter of General Odin Norse.Empress of the First Empire.But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty.“This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!”