Seeking the Flying Sword Path - Chapter 20: Crossing the Water God

“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]

If you ever receive a letter offering you admission to a university in another world, do yourself a favor and toss it straight into the trash—especially if that university trains girls to transform into giant mechs and battle space aliens.No. Just no.Believe me, I know from experience. What once seemed like a dream is now more of a nightmare. My name is Zaft Callahan, and I enrolled in an engineering support course on the cyberpunk planet Xyraxis. At this university, genetically-engineered girls are trained to transform into giant mechs called Warfare Augmented Intelligent Frame Units. My goal is to become a support unit for these WAIFUs in their battles against Cosmic Beasts, using the Weaponry Enhancement Engineering Bios System.Little did I know I’d be partnered with my high school nemesis—Myrrh Alicent, a beautiful WAIFU. Together, we must navigate this university’s endless twists and turns, win tournaments, battle Cosmic Beasts, and even uncover the mysteries of an Outer God. And as if that weren’t enough, we still have to face the ultimate challenge: surprise quizzes in advanced calculus.What to expect:Cyberpunk World Isekai.First Person View of a Male MC with an overpowered Support System with LitRPG elements.Female MC turns into giant mech. What else do you want for a WAIFU?Slice of university life full of brainrot comedy, fluffy romance, and some weird ecchi.Space battles, mecha tournament, and eldritch horror enemies.

Five years ago, Gu Qiqi’s best friend’s boyfriend cheated on her. She helped arrest someone, but she caught her fiancé. When she left, she was dragged into the room by a mysterious person…

Five years later, Gu Qiqi married Yan Haocheng, who had some problems in city A, with twins whose father was unknown. Everyone felt that Gu Qiqi must have married Yan Haocheng by virtue of his “special ability”.

But she didn’t know that it was Yan Haocheng who didn’t want to marry her. She was afraid that he would die alone, so she gave up and married.

Other people’s impression of Yan Haocheng is: cold, scary, and without desires.

Gu Qiqi’s impression of Yan Haocheng is: shameless, shameless, humanoid teddy.

Others rely on beauty to attract men, but Gu Qiqi only needs to wink at the child to turn her man into a puppy.

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[Mature Content]Arabella Donovan sacrificed her youth solely for her husband. However, he divorced her because she could not bear children for him, causing her great pain.Bella decided to disappear from his life.Five years later, she returned to the country with her adorable son.Her peaceful life started to get disturbed when her ex-husband chased her back the moment he found out she was giving birth to his son.But now, she wasn't the same Bella she used to be. She is an entirely different person.*****“Boss, she's back!”“Who?” Tristan Sinclair asked while scribbling his signature across stacks of papers.“Your wife—” The assistant hesitated, watching Tristan closely. When he saw Tristan's furrowed brows, he corrected himself. “Sorry, I mean your ex-wife, Ms. Donovan. She's returned with a boy...”Tristan sighed, eyeing the contract before him. After five years of searching, only to find out she's moved on, it feels hurt. But he couldn't avoid it. She deserves happiness with someone else. He'll take this loss. “She deserves a new husband...” Tristan muttered, dismissing his assistant.“Boss, what I meant was the cute little boy. I think he's around four years old—”Tristan snapped. His head up, fixing his sharp gaze on his assistant.“I need you to arrange a DNA test for the kid. And get me her address!”A glimmer appeared in his eyes as a smile slowly spread across his face.