MTL - Hollywood Lover - Chapter 376 fate is 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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“Why don’t wizards just shoot each other with guns?” many people on Earth wonder.When Reynard died on Earth and was reborn in a world of magic, he became nobody. He had no parents, no system, no special bloodline, and a magical aptitude that only let him advance in magic by consuming expensive materials. Materials that he could never afford!So instead, he crafted a gun.Oh, you want to cast a spell?Then I cast bullet!From the most hopeless student, Reynard turned into a feared magus. But his path to riches and power was still full of peril!“Ah… why can’t I just stop pissing off wrong people and seducing wrong girls?”

He was an addict, a loser, a despicable human being.

Kim Taejong once believed that death was the only true end—a final mercy.He was once a rising star in the game Rise of Legacy, hailed as the prodigy who would one day dominate esports.But at the peak of his career, a hand injury ruined everythingThe championship title he had spent his entire life chasing slipped away.Taejong blamed himself. The pain, the regret, the endless cycle of what-ifs—it was unbearable.So when an accident took his life, it felt like mercy.But death wasn’t the end.Taejong woke up in the body of Seunghoon—an unknown and struggling player who was desperately chasing the dream Taejong once had.But Seunghoon had neither the talent nor the skills. Just desperation and a working computer.