MTL - National School Prince Is A Girl - Chapter 1677 First thousand seven hundred thirty four

Void plane: synonymous with terror and taboo, no one knows how big the void is, because it is growing every moment, and anyone who talks about the void will be shocked.

Void Lords: The voices of the Void plane, the plane’s invaders, conquerors and destroyers; they lead the Void’s armies all the way to war, and when they discover a new plane, they will do everything possible to pull it into the Void embraced by the Void’s reward.

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In the fourteenth year of the doomsday like a holographic game, Mo Ran, the top dead master, was cast aside by the three major races of humans, orcs, and elves.
Genocide? betray? Assassinated? This time, as long as I’m here, it’s impossible.
Humanity? Elf? Orcs? Take mine and return it, eat mine and spit it out, be prepared to pay the price!
Demining:
1. Gamification of doomsday is impossible, gamification of life is impossible, and gamification of doomsday is even more impossible. Don’t point at the background bar.
2. Both the heroine and the heroine are not good people. Everyone has different positions. They serve the plot. Don’t point at the hero and the heroine.
3. The author is glass-hearted, and all kinds of abuse will rebound ten times, don’t point at the author!

Content tags: Rebirth Doomsday Games online games Shuangwen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Mo Ran ┃ Supporting role: Ming Yuechen ┃ Others: doomsday, holographic, strong
One sentence introduction: As long as I don’t die, you are all scum.
Conception: In online games, no matter what adversity, as long as you persevere, you can win.

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[1v1 Shuangjie + Chuanshu + Guwu + Vest Group Pet + Metaphysics + Full text overhead]

Gu Zhiqi transmigrated into a vicious female supporting role

The heroine is the real daughter with vests all over the place, she is the fake daughter who occupies the magpie’s nest, keeps framing the heroine, and finally receives the box lunch miserably

Gu Zhiqi: Wearing books can’t stop me from retirement!

Of course, you can’t wear books, but you can be poor

Master Zhi was forced to open for business!

…

#burst! Gu Zhiqi, the fake daughter of the Gu family, was kicked out of the house and acted as a magic stick under the overpass to cheat money#

The style of the protagonist group is starting to go wrong

Brother Gu: Lack of money? This neighborhood sends you

Second brother Gu: Second brother will give you an entertainment company

Third Sister Gu: I just made 100 million yuan, keep it

Fourth Brother Gu: Master’s Champions Cup prize money, take it

The heroine of the money fan: Lack of money? Pick whatever color card you like

Brother: come back to inherit the family property

Gu Zhiqi “…” Huh? What about the villainous supporting actress script?

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#burst! The Gu family are all leaders in the industry, and the fake daughter is nothing but a face#

Then, bigwigs from all walks of life called

Boss No. 1: Is the ancestral site of our alliance better than the Fengshui under the flyover? Master Gu, think again?

Big Brother No. 2: Lack of money? Think about your last order

Boss No. 3: Have time to tell fortunes, but no time to write papers?

Boss No. 4: Miss Gu, I have an operation here, look…

…

Gu Zhiqi: I have read it, I am in retirement, please do not disturb

A movie star: You just used my account

Gu Zhiqi who cheated enough money to prepare for retirement “…”? !

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Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”