MTL - American Comic Survival Guide - Chapter 491 Join forces to create Ultron

What the hell? That menace who bullied me since I was six years old, actually became a pretty girl after three years of living apart? And she even ran to our agreed duel location to confess to me, hoping that I can become her boyfriend?!

This is a plot against me! There’s definitely an enormous conspiracy behind this! I won’t be fooled by you! Even if you tear up and act all pitiful, I will still disregard you and humiliate you, until you’ve have completely paid back all my childhood grievances!

What’cha lookin’at? There are very reasonable grounds for bullying a girl!

- Description from Novelupdates

“Yin Fu Jing” has a saying: It is also a stealth machine, and no one in the world can see it or know it.

Xu Hong travels through another world and finds that there is an extra volume of “Longevity Picture” in his mind.

Relying on this, not only can you monitor your own and other people’s lives in real time, but you can also steal secrets to convert abilities and lifespans.

The picture of longevity, the picture of longevity.

Therefore, Xu Hong set a small goal…to live 100 million years.

- Description from novelbuddy

Sports + time travel + system + blood

Traveling back to 2018, Su Bei of the Dragon Kingdom became a player of the Lakers. He got the McGrady template at the beginning, the finals, the World Cup in 19 years, the Olympic Games will not be a pity, and the boss (Kobe)…

At this moment, because of the arrival of Subei, the NBA’s small ball era has changed! ! !

James: “Sue, he is the best player.”

Durant: “What is the best offense, Su is the best textbook!!!!”

Adorable God Curry: “Su, is the ceiling of this era!!”

(This is a parallel world, don’t over-introduce some characters and plots, there are some small changes, in short, it’s very cool and beautiful.)

- Description from novelbuddy

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”