Reincarnation: Multi-skilled Goddess Is So Beautiful! - Chapter 173 - You Can’t Handle Her

Su Lin travels to a post-apocalyptic world governed by rules where he spends his days scavenging for supplies and his nights defending against monsters. The only way to survive is to build his own safe house and engage in tower defense survival.The original host's parents passed away, the defense of his residence reset to zero, and he faced despair and neglect. His fiancée was almost assigned away. Faced with this predicament, Su Lin gains the opportunity to enhance his abilities once a week through select traits.[King of the Garbage Can: Increases the probability of collecting low-level garbage items tenfold and enhances the power and effect of tools and buildings created using these items tenfold.][Glazed Cannon: The durability of your crafted weapon mechanisms is 80%, but receives a 40% damage increase.][White Take: Copy one item or building from a companion's hands every month.][One Hundred Push-Ups: Upon completing one hundred push-ups daily, you receive a 35% damage reduction for the day.][This is Hextech! Not cheating!: Consume any item, and for every ten items consumed, three are returned.]

Lin Yuan traveled through time.What? The life-saving pill was replaced with a piece of candy by someone?I only want a peaceful life, so why are you forcing me!No martial arts technique? I'll let Jiu Zhang deduce it!No old master by my side? I'll catch one myself!Finally, after swallowing the opponent's ancestor in one go, Lin Yuan sighed: “No one can force me anymore.”

I was some twenty-something woman dying of stage four cancer.I got obliterated by the “Truck-kun” you nerds are always joking about. Turns out it's a lot less funny when it's your guts splattered on the pavement. Crap.Next thing I know, I'm floating in the dark and this thing pops up in my face.[A choice is now available to you.][Option One: Fade.Cease to exist.][Option Two: Reforge.Begin anew.]You think you can just erase me? Hah. As if.Fueled by pure, uncut spite, I slammed the reforge button. Turns out the universe has a totally sick sense of humor, though.I woke up as a male elf. A seriously hot elf —a mage, of all things. Let's just say I was working with some… unfamiliar hardware downstairs.And Jonny? My best friend, my bro, my lifelong meat shield? The universe decided he'd look better as Yael—a stunningly beautiful elf chick with a charisma stat that was probably maxed out.For a while, we weren't just getting by. We were crushing it. It was awesome.Our new life was shattered by the arrival of Vex, an overpowered demigod who saw our world as a resource to be harvested. He was a cosmic-level threat.My pride, the same stupid pride that always gets me into trouble, wouldn't let me kneel. So I told him where he could stick it.Big mistake.The price for my big mouth was paid in her blood. Vex decided to make an example of her. He didn't just defeat her; he shattered her legs into pulp right in front of me.After that, she just… erased me. Walled me off. I went from being her best friend to a ghost she looks right through. Her hatred isn’t loud; it's a permanent debuff, and the silence is a thousand times worse than her screaming would have been.Broken by my failure and rage, the System offered me another choice.I accepted. The System laid out the cost in cold, hard code:The friendly blue “Overwhelming Pride” interface shattered, overwritten by a brutal, blood-red OS running one program: The 'Overlord Slayer'. My personality was stripped for parts. My charm and pride were forged into an 'Aura of Dread.' My guilt became a damage buff called 'Pain Eater.' My grief is now, literally, my mana pool.My quest is no longer about survival. It is brutally simple: Kill Vex. Absorb his power. Fix what I broke.But to become strong enough, I have to grind this new 'Slayer' class, and every level up feels like I'm deleting a piece of myself.The real question is, by the time I'm strong enough to squash him, will there be anything left of the person Yael knew?And even if I can fix her legs… what's she going to think of the monster who comes back?

Any MILF can be claimed as long as he writes their name in the book.That is the rule Renji abides by ever since stumbling upon the Milf Note; a mysterious notebook with magical powers that makes any woman—aged over thirty—burn with uncontrollable desire for him as long as he writes their name on its pages.From his seductive neighbors to his bossy professors, every name Renji writes unleashes a new, pulse-pounding conquest. Every MILF he claims unlocks parts of him he never imagined.But as he claims more MILFs, the big question is asked. Can he claim the demon MILF who created the notebook in the first place?