Fated to Die to the Player, I'll Live Freely with My SSS-Class Ship! - Chapter 33: Drifting in Space

A calamity descended, consuming the world in chaos.With their final strength, humanity raised towering walls and built great cities to safeguard the last remnants of life.But now, the calamity stirs once more.This time, humanity will not just defend—they will rise and strike back!Witness the heroes.Follow their example.Become the hero!

[ Try giving a read to the first 15 chapters, only then decide whether to read further!!!]----Asher, got the shock of his life when, under mysterious circumstances, he got a second chance.As he ended up in the body of an 18-year-old, named Asher Blake, who was from the Same World which he was acquainted with.However, even if the world he was in was the same as before, this was a Cultivation World, where the strong ruled over the weak.Armed with his natural talents and a powerful cheat, Asher dived into a journey that was packed with Temptation, Seduction, and Mystery.Along the way, he found himself being accompanied by a bunch of Women, each with Unique Kinks and Powers of their own.As Asher continued his journey to explore this Crazy World, he succumbed to his Desires and had to face tough Moral Choices.Amidst all these challenges, Asher learns that in order for him to survive in this world, he didn’t simply require his strength, but something more than that!***- NO Yuri- NO Netorare.- There will be MILFs, so you can expect Netori

With peerless medical skills in one hand and unmatched Kung Fu in the other, bearing the memory of the Medical Divine, I dominate the city as the god it kneels to. I am here, so I decide your fate between life and death! I am here, so I am the heaven that dictates your destiny!

(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger)—What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. … My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses.I said to her, “Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment.” Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I…