I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game - Chapter 178: Main storyline clue, white jasmine!

[+18 Novel]Highschool fantasies? Taboos? Blackmail? Neighbors? Twins?Come and witness it all.Max, a fat fuck tech genius was transmigrated to a parallel world similar to earth but not earth, after having regretted not living his youth to the fullest while spending his time as an adult cupped on the desk all day long.Reincarnated in the body of a dead fifteen year old, also Max. A year later, he successfully activated the Taboo System that came to this world with him. And began receiving all sorts of Taboo Tasks within the school premises in order to fulfill his Taboo Quest: SSS Ranked Taboo Student.A school with hierarchy, filled with rich scions from all over the world, and world class teachers. What could really be going on beneath the surfaces.CONGRATULATIONS![Taboo System Activated][---- 100%][SSS- A lonely loser lifestyle without being a loser. Accomplished.]Ding![Taboo Task][Target: Sophia]Growing from a fat decrepit loser in just a year, he went from being a nobody to a world class student while being the bane of every lady he encounters.

As a promise, he went out into the world as an assassin. 3 years later, after becoming the Supreme Assassin, he gave up on everything he had and returned to the ranks of ordinary people. But one day, Kismet, a mystical game created by the National Research and Development had appeared.

Seven years ago, after their breakup, he disappeared without a trace.Now, he reappeared on the eve of her wedding, sparing no means in forcing her to marry him…With a certificate of marriage, he bound her mercilessly to his side.From there, this “Cinderella” began her journey as a wife of the business empire’s heir...Mrs Huo - composed, sharp-tongued, and freakishly smart.Mr Qin - wife-spoiler to no end and a complete “slave” to their daughter.Quality love story, one on one. You are welcome to get hooked on this story with us.

A huge guy is bawling his eyes out. In this day and age? Sure, maybe the world changed while I was away in that other place. I’m not some old-fashioned boomer.But what if that guy is clinging to my pant leg, sobbing and sniffling—And we’re not even acquaintances?Even in modern times, that’s just messed up. Ask any passing kid, they’d agree.So yeah, I shook my leg. He was gross and too close.“The hell’s wrong with you? Crying just ’cause you saw a ghost?” “N-no! I swear, it was really there! You didn’t see it!!”I let the disrespect slide. Barely. He was asking for help and still talking down to me just because I look young?Obviously, I’m not the one who lost his balls. He is.And yet… when I looked where he pointed—Something was there.I threw some coarse salt and looked again.He stared at me like I was insane, but I ignored it.…Yeah. Something was definitely there.It made eye contact.