Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian - Chapter 1883 - Frankly Speaking, I Don’t Like It

Transmigrated into a trash body of general's daughter as female lead? Peh! Too mainstream! Transmigrated to be a villainess? Common! What about transmigrating and ending up as cannon fodder? Have read it before!

For five years, I've lived the life of a failure. Smashing my hands against the wooden target in hopes of entering a meditative state; a necessary step to becoming a cultivator.For five years, I've faced nothing but disappointment, looks of pity, and meager attempts at encouragement.But everything has to come to an end. An end, that for me, became a new beginning!Circuits, wires, and capacitors? Or maybe spirit powder, Spricur crystals, and Qi gathering formations?In a world where cultivation is, for most, merely a hobby and the worlds of mysticism and science are divided, I shall be the one to craft a bridge between the two!Why rely on ancient arrays to harness dense Qi? Isn't it easier to buy one of my converters, plug it into the wall, and be done with it?Is your gaming console malfunctioning, yet no tech shop can find the cause? Have you tried this the exorcising swatter 3.0?And you! Yes, you, the one whose reflection appears on the screen on your phone once you block it! Why would you buy static figurines if you can come to my shop... And get your hands on waifus that will actively flirt with you?Come all ye troubled souls, and allow this God to craft a solution to all your problems!

One choice can change everything in the Multiverse—a simple decision, a single moment, a shift in fate. In the vast expanse of timelines, Subaru Natsuki’s life takes an unexpected turn when a seemingly random choice disrupts the course of his journey.My name is Subaru. I used to think that being transmigrated into a different world would be a dream come true. But after dying countless times, I've realized it's nothing like I imagined. Death doesn’t come easy, and neither does power. I thought I had it all figured out, but now I find myself burdened with gifts... or curses, depending on how you see it.They call to me—the voices of the Witches.“Wow, sorry for visiting you,” Minerva’s voice echoes in his mind, her tone both playful and apologetic. Subaru grits his teeth. He knows too well what this means.“Sorry, Minerva,” Subaru mutters, though his voice is tinged with frustration and confusion.-----MC: SubaruShip: Subaru X HaremNow to make things clear, Suberu is still going too die, die a lot almost, he will still need too deal with everything, just because he and more power's doesn't mens he is fully safe so yeah