MTL - Farm Gate Escape: There is Room For Full-level Bosses - Chapter 353 his incompetence

Xie Yunnan accidentally learned that he was a cannon fodder in someone else’s love, and would lose his life because of it.

What the hell is this? He doesn’t want to die!

Also, he is clearly a top. His dream since childhood was to marry a beautiful and fair-skinned wife!

After inadvertently saving a pitiful and frail beauty, Xie Yunnan bit down, and got the certificate with someone.

He married, and the scumbag left.

After marriage, Xie Yunnan fed his little wife every day and vowed to be a considerate and good husband.

After feeding and feeding, he gradually felt that something was wrong.

Good little wife, why are you getting stronger?!

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Duan Changqing, a body-refining madman, transmigrated into a pitiful little fellow with injuries all over his body, and found a Taoist companion who was in-line with his heart.

He is very satisfied.

He will definitely grow back his muscles as soon as possible, and beat down all those who dare to bully his Taoist companion!

Duan Changqing worked hard to cultivate. After becoming strong, he suddenly found that he was also the most respected high priest in this world.

Duan Changqing, who had just become the leader of the rebel army and is discussing with people how to kill all the priests including the high priest: “…”

How to hide his vest? Urgently waiting online!

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After Amihan, politician by day and otaku by night, died from a political assassination, she got transmigrated as the saintess in another world. But she always felt like a fraud. Why? If she was the chosen one, why did she feel so rotten inside?Also, wasn't she atheist?However, her years of forced piety and suppressed desires ended in spectacular failure - her decapitation.Three days later, she woke to the sight of a worshiper bowing low. “Welcome back, O Sun Who Burns The World,” they said.'Wait. What? I'm not the Saintess? I was this all along?'Furious at the wasted years of celibacy, moral dilemmas, and suffocating oaths, Serafine made a vow: no more pretending. No more rules. The world? Hers to ruin. The people? Playthings.But wait. It was harder than she thought because...How in the name of the Goddess Aurelia was she supposed to have her debut when she was surrounded by a bunch of suspicious and crazy beautiful women who wants to hunt her down?!This was no different from her previous world!

The Jiang family, a wealthy family in Jincheng, adopted a pair of sisters. The younger sister Jiang Fanyue is sensible and generous, with both talent and beauty.

The impoverished biological family came to the door, and the Jiang family couldn’t wait to pack Jiang Zhe away, leaving Jiang Fanyue behind; family property, reputation, the identity of the eldest daughter, and fiancé, all have nothing to do with Jiang Zhe from now on.

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Jiang Zhe stepped into the door of his house with suspicious eyes. Are the precious famous paintings of the Tang Dynasty hanging on the wall authentic? Is the bowl that holds vegetables and soup an orphan made of gold wire enamel?

What about poor families?

What, there is also a fiancé of the top wealthy family in the capital?

Can she break off the marriage?

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The boss blocked her against the wall and wrapped her in his arms: “What do you think, Madam?”

“My grades are so bad that I fail all of them, and I don’t deserve to be in a giant.”

The boss turned out her full-scale college entrance examination paper.

“I’m nothing, nothing.”

The big guy lifts off her magic doctor, designer, hacker, composer… and other small vests.

He was small and gentle: “I work hard to be worthy of the lady.”

[I have no desire or desire since I was a child, but when I saw you for the first time, I prayed to the gods and Buddha for a moment, I want to beg you – Qin Jingchen. 】

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“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]