Super Gene Optimization Fluid - Chapter 17: On the Road

He emerged from Hell Tower, one of Earth's most mysterious four forbidden zones, known as the Infernal Black Emperor who strikes terror into the hearts of his enemies!He is also the master of the Yin Yang Divine Needles, instilling fear into the Western world as the Eastern Divine Physician, with the ability to save lives with his left hand and take them with his right!Upon returning to the city, he marries the beautiful CEO of the Eastern Group, only to face his father-in-law's regret at the doorstep.'I excel at two things, saving lives and taking them; the ones I choose to save, not even the King of Hell dares to claim, and those I choose to kill, not even the Heavens can save!' —— Ye Xuan

As the number one pill alchemist of the immortal world, Mu Chen had always believed that it was because he had single-mindedly focused on concocting pills that led to him to neglect disciplining his disciple. Which in turn, caused his disciple to be led astray by the seduction of devil cultivation, leading to the three realms to fall to disaster. After his rebirth, Mu Chen resolved to properly teach his disciple, give him the very best resources, earnestly love him, carry him close to his heart, teach him by way of example, and didn’t let him grow corrupt.

An unknown parcel arrives to Yoshio, a 30-years old NEET. The content is a game disk titled “The Village of Fate.” A beautiful CG game with real-life images gets started.

To be a good mistress:

Lesson 1: The location does not matter; all that matter is whether he wishes to.

“This is an exchange for money and not a game of love.”

Yet, he is eventually addicted to spoiling her and sending her to cloud nine, giving her whatever she wishes for.

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“Young Master Huo, Ms. An said that she wants to be the world’s top supermodel.”

As a result, news of the Huo Conglomerate entering the entertainment industry shocks the entire world.

“Young Master Huo, Ms. An said that she wants to get married at the age of 28.” The man’s gaze deepened as he replied, “That’s too late.”

The little bun behind him secretly hands him a household registration book and declares with a nasal and innocent-sounding voice, “Daddy, I will pay for your nine-dollar marriage registration fee!”