An Empress's Return to the Present: The Real Young Lady's Strong Comeback - Chapter 387 - : Going to the Chu Family

Join Victoria Ferrous, reincarnated girl on her adventure through the Pokemon World. Through important adventures such as, dealing with her teacher’s Tauros, and dealing with duty bound Growlithe in the morning that refuse to let her sleep in! Join her on her Pokemon Journey as her eyes are opened to how real this world is. A slice of life adventure in a Pokemon world. Anime based, but things aren’t quite the same. Not a dark fic, but an exploration into trying to make the world feel more real.

Zhao Su's life was anything but glamorous—average family, dull job, and no luck in love. But everything changed when the mysterious “Connection System” appeared, promising fortune and fame in exchange for Fan Value. Equipped with a live streaming account and a panoramic virtual camera, Zhao Su could turn his boldest actions into viral sensations. His first mission? Rescue a girl from a thug with a dragon tattoo—and earn a jaw-dropping reward of one hundred million! Can he unlock his full potential and rise to the top? The Latest Updates Infinite Rewards Gaining System – C2 C2 - The Powerful Man“What's he up to?” A voice suddenly erupted in the comment section, causing everyone to focus on Zhao Su.Zhao Su was warming up, rolling up his sleeves.“Is he gearing up to save her?”“He's so brave!”The live stream quickly attracted a swarm of spectators. The number of fans skyrocketed, jumping from zero to twenty thousand, with the momentum to keep climbing! Zhao Su's life was anything but glamorous—average family, dull job, and no luck in love. But everything changed when the mysterious ”“Connection System” appeared, promising fortune and fame in exchange for Fan Value. Equipped with a live streaming account and a panoramic virtual camera, Zhao Su could turn his boldest actions into viral sensations. His first mission? Rescue a girl from a thug with a dragon tattoo—and earn a jaw-dropping reward of one hundred million! Can he unlock his full potential and rise to the top?

The story is centred around a cute android who initially had a happy life with her master who dearly loved her. But she was then struck by a series of misfortunes and ended up in a robot-equivalent of concentration camp. Through experiencing and witnessing the sufferings towards herself as well as the people/robots around her, she eventually gained a better appreciation of life.

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.