Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed - Chapter 1125 - : Picking up his girlfriend, unconscious (3)

I fell into a wannabe murim.But apparently martial arts is supposed to be difficult?Hm… Is it really that bad?

Type: Unlimited Stream + Blue Star Forbidden Stream + Simulator + Infrastructure Stream

“Damn it! The son of an insignificant earl has a remote and poor territory, isn’t this the son of destiny?”

“Wait for me to see what the payback rate is.”

[First, Baron John. ]

[The best investment amount: 100,000 to 200,000. ]

[Negotiable recovery rate: 30%]

[Investment Return Profit Rate: 1500%~2000% (85%), 200%~500% (15%)]

[Estimated maximum investment profit: 4 million]

“I’ll go! Up to 2000%. 20 times the return, the capitalists will cry!”

“I, Wang Duoyu, voted!”

The investment gameplay of the simulator is unique.

Enemies in the main world are also extremely rich: Kunlun Shenshan, the monsters in Southeast Asia, the eternal desert in Africa, the abyss of gods and demons in Europe, and the Wanxie Mountains in South America…

And behind these monsters are many foreign investment lords! Their purpose is to destroy Blue Star!

In addition, all investment lord territories are in the void sea. This book also designs ocean construction streams.

The unknown and mystery of the sea is absolutely wonderful!

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All Things of this World, Turn to Ashes, Flowing Blade-like Flame!

Crossing over to the world of pirates(the one piece world) , in the era of pirates, the Roja from eleven years ago obtained a Sword Soul system that lets him strengthen infinitely and extract various kinds of skills.

Flowing Blade-like Flame (Ryūjin Jakka) , Mirror Flower, Water Moon (Kyoka Suigetsu), Moon Fang Heaven-Piercer (Getsuga Tensho), Thousand Cherry Blossoms (Senbonzakura)……

“If this sword descend, you may be roasted to death.” Roja looked at Akainu in front of him and seriously said.

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Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”