MTL - If You Are Not Red, You Must Inherit the Family - Chapter 93

Raphael Sorus is a person who life hasn't been very kind to, after the death of his family his life has been on a downward spiral with nothing good going on for him.The only thing that kept him from losing his mind was [Arcane Days], an Immersion game that served as an escape for him, that was until the game company shut down the fame server.Not knowing what else to do, Raphael decides to do something stupid which lands him an audience with the Goddess of Fate.She sends him to a world that is a replica of Arcane Days, except there is a twist to it.Readers can expect a large world as well as interesting situations and a unique power system, as well as a laid-back plot.

The entire globe has transmigrated overnight!

[Cute baby + group pet + face slap + five and a half year old boss]

Five-and-a-half years old, the real daughter of the real daughter with the fate of Tiansha Lone Star, was taken home.

The Bo family is extremely disgusted:

“The broom star is back, and in a few days, we will all have to die.”

“Let her live outside, I will never allow her to step into the house for half a step.”

“What kind of thing is she! Our daughter is only Xiaoxue!”

After Bo Ya moved into Bo’s house——

The old man Bo, who was seriously ill and was afraid that Bo Ya would be bullied, made a miraculous recovery, with a rosy face and an extra twenty years of life would not be a problem!

The investment failed and faced bankruptcy, but Bo Erye, who maintained Bo Ya everywhere, accidentally pulled a huge investment and made a lot of money!

Aunt Bo, who had failed to cultivate orchids and wished to apologize to her death, that night, the orchids came back to life strangely, and there were two more pots!

The Bo family, who ridiculed Bo Ya and lived a more miserable life: “…”

…

The top banquet, the gathering of bigwigs in various fields——

The bosses plopped down and knelt down: Little Highness, why did you come to the world?

Bo Ya, the little princess of the devil world: Dad is gone, I’m here to find Dad.

The big bosses are full of fear: … His Majesty the Demon Lord, his old man is also here?

…

Although Bo Xue’er is the fake daughter of the Bo family, but at a young age, she is already smart enough to be a monster.

She is the youngest disciple of the Tianyi Sect, Bai Xue from the Hacker Alliance, and the best student of a well-known piano professor…

Bo Ya: It’s so miserable, I’m just a useless crow spirit.

Actually:

The master of Tianyimen, her apprentice, the hacker alliance she created, and the piano teaching her students, she can save a person with a breath of death.

The handsome young man with high power and high position curved his lips evilly and hooked his fingers lightly: Come on, take a few more sips from me.

Thin Bud: “…”

- Description from novelbuddy

I am Racist.…I mean, my name is Racis T.I was a stand-up comedian. The flop kind. The type who only got laughs when someone else was roasting him.One night, I was doing a gig at a shady, run-down bar—the kind where tattooed bikers drink motor oil for breakfast. I went in with my usual dark humor, but my jokes were getting the same reaction as my dating profile: complete silence.That didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was already starving to death. So I did what any committed comedian would—I went darker.Turns out, one of my jokes (or all of them?) triggered a guy so hard that he pulled a trigger. Headshot. Instant death.But hey, look at this: A guy got triggered, so he pulled the trigger. That’s wordplay. But who cares? I’m dead anyway.All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing, and maybe a few girls swooning over my wit. I never cared about money. The millions I’d have made would have gone to charity—specifically, 0.001% of it. See? I’m generous like that.Anyway, death is death. My story should’ve ended there.But… if there is an afterlife, I had a simple wish: become a successful comedian, find a loving wife, and have just enough money to afford three meals a day… and maybe a humble little private yacht. Or a jet. But that’s it. Because, like I said, I don’t care about money.Unfortunately, wishes don’t work that way.Because, well—there was an afterlife.And it was absolutely not what I wished for.