DxD: Building A Demon Clan From Scratch. - Chapter 162: Devil Correspondence

Jobs, hobbies, lifestyles—the world has advanced to a point where nothing can be separated from VR anymore. And now, a VR game was released using the most cutting-edge technologies; its name was “Boot Hour, Shoot Curse.” Our protagonist had no choice but to play solo during the closed beta test, but once the game officially launched, she made lots of friends (but not necessarily with the players), formed a huge clan (but not a clan of players), and matured as an individual.

This is a world filled with despair, teeming with hordes of corpses, mutated creatures, poisonous plants, demons, and gods.The human societal system has completely transformed, with no justice, no righteousness, only might and slaughter.The strong can oppress the weak at will, human order has utterly collapsed, and the law of the jungle reigns supreme. In this world, weakness is the original sin!Some lucky humans have awakened extraordinary abilities, becoming Evolvers, and have risen to the top, possessing wealth, resources, beautiful women, and status.Qin Jun crosses into this doomsday world, awakening the Great Villain System at the start. As long as you are villainous enough, SSS-level talents, gene serums, and potential points are all within reach.Perhaps in the doomsday world, only villains can climb step by step to the peak…

I think my husband wants to kill me.

Whether it’s forgetting to turn off the gas or finding the bathroom door locked after I just finished bathing, it all makes me feel that he wants to kill me.

I know that I shouldn’t be considering this because we are a gay couple and we have been together for seven years.

Our relationship is also stable, and he is very good to me.

But I really think he wants to kill me.

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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.