I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon - Chapter 68

The future was doomed, the present was gloom, the past was regretful. At this point, the only reason I was still alive was because my heart and brain functioned and then one night after a great fap, I woke up to a totally different reality, one where I was in the past.[System installation complete][Welcome host to the Perverted Sugar Daddy System]A system that would help me fulfil my perverted desires as a sugar daddy. I hadn't planned for this, but I sure as hell was ready to milk it to the fullest.[You’ve been taken back in time]“Ahh, a strong and vibrant body to work with”. A better name for the system should be the 'Perverted Emperor Tyrant Daddy System'.The name might be a stretch, but what I'm trying to say is that this world is so screwed. Everyone better hide their wives, sisters, mothers and even grandmas from.... wait“System can we make them younger and less wrinkled”[yes]“Yes, hide even your grandmas cause I'm going to be doing a lot of screwing and bankrupting.”Did I mention that I love to own what I like.It's not that I'm a bad guy, but I like Facebook and Lamborghini, so how much.....“Na let's leave a bit of Tesla free, Musk knows his stuff”TAGS: Mind control, Gangs, manipulation, corruption, oyakodon.PS: All characters in this book are above 18

# DAILY # PRIMITIVE # MORAL # RELAXEDA story of grit and triumph over adversity. When Jiang Xuan transmigrates to a primitive tribe, he is barely conscious of a vicious attack by an enemy tribe. Only he and a few others survive.Together, they have to work out how to survive in the wild: building shelter, making tools and weapons, hunting and gathering, and cultivating crops. They face constant dangers from ferocious creatures and hostile tribes.Beneath a lofty mountain with mysterious ancient vines, they decide to build a new tribe, the Vine Tribe.It is time to exact their revenge on the Black Crow Tribe that has ruthlessly destroyed their lives...

The formless ancient world was infested with despicable demons. They hunted and feasted on mankind, keeping the human civilization constantly in a weak and suppressed state.

One day, I woke up only find out that I’d become a Demon Lord, an individual responsible for protecting a dungeon. The world I’d been spirited away to was one filled with violence. Gigantic monsters wandered through it and competed with each other each and every day for the right to survive. I had no choice but to strengthen my dungeon’s defenses in hopes of living another day—or at least that was what I’d thought. For some odd reason, I instead ended up spending my days in relaxation and bliss.