MTL - I Give the Female Supervisor a Fish Pond - Chapter 81 I don't know what title

Tang Shaoyang, an orphan who dropped out of the middle school to fight on the street as he found out school was useless for a penniless orphan like him.

Tang Shaoyang dropped out of his school, fighting on the street, and made a name for himself. Berserker Tang from Youyouliucun.

Afterward, Dragon Wing triad recruited him and everything was good for him. Even though the public deemed him as a tumor of society, Tang Shaoyang was having a decent life. Until one day, everything changed as an absurd and strange game started.

[… Game starts! Stage one: Survival for The Fittest!]

After the game started, zombies appeared out of nowhere.

[Simulator+Cultivation+Farming Stream+Survival Stream]One day, through transmigration, Su Xing arrived in a data-centric high martial world.This world had extraordinary strong beings known as professionals, favored by the “heavens,” who could level up and strengthen themselves by running dungeons and killing monsters.Su Xing changed his job to the hidden profession of Cultivator, but due to unknown reasons, he could not gain experience or level up like other professionals.Unable to level up, he could only cultivate… but in this era where Spiritual Energy was depleted and Cultivators were nearly extinct, even obtaining Spiritual Energy was a luxury. After four years in college, Su Xing was still a minor in the Qi Refining Stage, struggling even to graduate.Fortunately, he awakened the golden finger “Life Simulator,” which allowed him to simulate the future by paying energy and bring back the Cultivation Level, items, and more from the simulation to the real world.However, in the simulated future, the Foreign Race invaded in full force, leading to the overthrow of the Human Race overnight.In such desperate circumstances, Su Xing chose to lie low and develop, cultivating Spirit Plants, concocting Elixirs, enhancing his Cultivation Level, improving the overall strength of the Human Race… He continuously strengthened himself through the simulator, becoming a hidden powerhouse, silently resisting the invasion of the Foreign Race…ps: This is a story about a simulator, leaning towards a careful survival strategy, farming development, and operating from behind the scenes…

Annan transmigrated to a new world – the Land of Dense Fog. He had become a rare elite NPC who possessed the player’s system.

However, he had the heart of a player.

I like to stir up matters, and unbridled. But, I’m a kind player. The ally of justice who is favored by this world.

I’m on a main mission. As the righteous player, I’m following my destiny to eradicate you, the evil NPC!

Dear player, I’d recommend you to stop running away. The mission is completed. I’m the righteous NPC now to punish you, the evil players…

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In the long dark night, the crimson moon hangs high in the sky.

Hoarse whisper patrols the streets. The brass steam engine is emitting blood mist.

Your brain is in ecstasy; your eyes are enchanted.

With cracked skins, it sprouts new flesh.

In the gray mists, shirek cries come from the flesh wall that consumes thousands of corpses…

“Stop crying, our players don’t bite. They just want to play with you.”

The Solitary Schemer, Number 1 Player, Land of Dense Fog’s Savior, Leader of 13 Saints, Friend of 12 Upright Deity, Pioneer King, “The Righteous One,” Gatekeeper of Forth Disaster, Crownless Deity, the great Annan advised kindly.

A third-tier star, Lu Weiyu, an ordinary beta, urgently needs a backer.
After finally getting into the marshal’s banquet, just about to strike up a conversation——
Marshal raised his phoenix eyes and said, “Get lost.”
Lu Weiyu rolled away non-stop, and was pulled back by the marshal before he rolled away.
With a low voice and domineering eyes, the Marshal put him in his arms: “Did I tell you to get out? Get back.”
Lu Weiyu nodded tremblingly.
The marshal surrounded her, humming: “If you touch someone, you will be responsible to him.”
Lu Weiyu was dumbfounded, and said nonsense: “Okay, take responsibility.”
The marshal pinched the man’s chin and snorted coldly: “What are you responsible for? Women, don’t play with fire.”
…
It was only later that Lu Weiyu found out that the marshal had fallen ill again.
Marshal: “I hit you with my life.”
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Demining:
Glyph of sand.
ABO, I don’t know what to write, just arrange it.
The cultural design is mine, please leave if you don’t like it.
Which channel to write about is my business, and I don’t need others to tell me what to do.
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