Playboy CEO Has a Baby - Chapter 109 Dinner

The Solvaris Empire is surrounded by the Godspire — a massive wall a thousand meters high, older than anyone can remember, and deadly to cross. No one knows if it was built to protect the Empire… or to trap it.Reth, a 19-year-old from Earth, finds himself in this strange world. He has no great strength or magic, but a unique Obedience System forces him to serve Princess Asthia, the sharp and ruthless commander of the Serpent Wing.If he disobeys her, he suffers unbearable pain — maybe even death. If he obeys, he gains new powers and skills, growing stronger with every command.While the Empire’s Obedience Sigils keep its people in chains, Reth’s System makes him something different — a weapon, and Asthia’s personal bodyguard.Together, they face plotting nobles, rebel cults dreaming of life beyond the wall, and monsters twisted by corrupted mana.But as Reth’s Corrupted Intent — a cold, unshakable will — grows, so does his resistance to Asthia’s control. Their uneasy trust is tested when they uncover a secret about the Godspire’s true purpose.To protect Asthia and reveal the truth, Reth must decide whether to keep obeying… or risk awakening a horror that could destroy them both.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top

In the 21st century, she was the outstanding world renowned darling of the field of archeology. Then, she transmigrated and became Jinjiang city’s Ji Family’ Third Miss, a small malnourished girl who starved to death. She was unfavored by her father and treated like air by the rest. Therefore, just to earn money and feed herself she had to return to her old profession – being a forensic anthropologist.

I was just your average burnout. Now I’m a kobold in a dungeon where everything wants to eat me—and frankly, I get it. I look delicious.Reincarnated as the weakest possible monster in the worst possible place, I start with nothing but panic, backward knees, and a skill called Civilization Mimicry—which is sealed. Because of course it is.But survival isn't the story.This is the story of what comes after.Of finding meaning in the scraps. Of building law from ashes. Of kindling memory in a place designed to erase.Because even if the world sees kobolds as nothing, I’ve seen what we used to be.And I’m going to bring it back.Firelight by firelight. Burial by burial. One fragile tradition at a time.Because if the world wants kobolds to be nothing?Then I’ll teach it what nothing becomes when it learns to dream.