MTL - I Rely on Wilderness Survival Live Broadcast to Become Popular Across the Stars - Chapter 286 Hoarding money to raise cubs Day 286

A maid who is beaten on behalf of a noble boy.

Some memories of her childhood were cruel, but Yuriel held no resentment towards the boy. Rather, she liked it–The hand that carefully applied medicine to her wounds was always warm.

“M-Master, stop, Raph, sa, save…ah, mm…!”
“That’s why.. I told you.. to wait.. till I returned.”

But the Raphlet that appeared in her dreams showed nothing but passion and lust.

Prophetic dreams.
The ability that was like a stigma drove Yuriel towards an unknown future.

All I want is to be next to you.

Gou Tiangoudi (slashing with a knife) and severe persecution of paranoia alpha attack × God made the most beautiful charming spirit omega sufferer

The end is coming, Le Buqun got a system, and was tempted to say that the recharge can be turned into a motorcycle, and a motorcycle can be turned into an RV! From then on, the global tour of Doomsday Paradise will take you to experience epic doomsday-style blockbusters, such as the siege of millions of zombies, and the great escape of life and death. For example, the horror cruise ship zombie horror, exposing the serial murder of ugly people. Another example is the competition of forces in the survival base, which outlines the difficult struggles of the little people under the collapse of the world…

As long as you bind the system, you can immediately own the peak RV of successful people. Fully automatic offense and defense integration, you can choose the luxury interior decoration. Flat-terrain racing cars, just off-road outdoors, and cruise ships in the water, God, the system is currently being updated, and it will come to the sky sooner or later. Since then, stay away from disputes, sit and watch the situation from the perspective of God. You deserve SB48748 license plate RV!

Le Buqun’s wise little eyebrows wrinkled: Humph! Don’t try to lie to me, it is impossible to die! It’s too dangerous outside, and there are always people who want to harm me.

Yan Cijing: The most important thing is that the world can’t keep it, Zhu Yan Cijingjinghua Cishu. The old lady is too beautiful, she always leans close to me without her eyesight, this is forcing me to do things. However, there seems to be a blind person who can’t even see the beauty of the old lady. Sword come!

Le Buqun, the protagonist of the apocalypse style, is neither a good person nor a villain, but a low-level character, and his personality may be extreme. Before the apocalypse, they abide by the legal standards of the society, and after the apocalypse, they follow their own exclusive principles (good or bad), and do not like to stray in!

Content label: Doomsday system
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Zhou Xu, who had just graduated from college, suddenly received a call from his father.

“My son, since you have grown up, there are some things that a father should tell you.”

Zhou Xu: “Dad, how do you speak in a succinct manner? Half white or not, what TV series are you watching?”

“My son, it’s a showdown for my father. For my father, you are a giant of the devil. You are the son of the devil.”

Zhou Xu: “…Dad, I’m hanging up, I’m busy.”

“Wait, there’s one last thing. Aren’t you too young? Your mother arranged a blind date for you. See you.”

Zhou Xu: “Who is it?”

“Like you, the devil goddess at the opposite door.”

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...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.