The Academy's Terminally Ill Side Character - Chapter 143: Nora Hayes [1]

A lewd story with Mom, Sisters and Aunt.—Incest Alert—

Grounded in the Transcendent, framed by the Sequence, the Wizard ignited the Source Energy and spewed out a mist of Origin Energy.The roaring sound of steam echoed through the entire epoch!In the depths of shadow and the dark tide.Countless greedy, twisted, polluted, and deformed gazes were coveting this roaring new World.The World began to buzz with activity!A certain Wizard, however, was lurking silently in a corner.“I like to develop!”“Then, what is the deal with those Demon King's heads and Evil God's skeletons?”“I told you, I like to develop, and this is the fate of those who hindered my growth!!”

Bottom-level corporate slave Qin Gengyun crosses into a cultivation world and becomes a low-level cultivator, but he is afflicted with Pill Poison and has only a slim chance of survival by marrying and practicing cultivation.However, Qin Gengyun discovers that even in the cultivation world, getting married requires a bride price!“Taoist Friend Qin, I earn two Spirit Stones a month. If you want to marry me, you need to earn ten Spirit Stones a month, three hundred Spirit Stones as a bride price, and a Spirit Vein Immortal Mansion.”“Taoist Friend Qin, I need five hundred Spirit Stones and a two-story Immortal Mansion, just to have some security.”“Taoist Friend Qin, I only need two hundred Spirit Stones and a new house as a bride price, but you must treat my child as your own.”After several blind dates, Qin Gengyun finally finds a female cultivator who doesn't want a bride price.However, he discovers that there is something a bit off about his wife.

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.[I am the seventh generation Nanomachine manufactured by Sky Cooperation, and I am operating as a central nerve connected to your brain.]“What? What are you talking about?”This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”[“I am the seventh generation Nanomachine.]“Nano Machine?”[Yes, Nanomachine.]The boy’s face hardened.Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.“Um, are you really Mashin?”The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.