Imperial Saint Sovereign - Chapter C578 Super girl

Liam Sera Banfield is a reincarnator.

The most awesome thing that the timid and shy Wen Zhichu did in his life was to save two elementary school students who were crossing the road recklessly. For the first time in his life, he had successfully tried to show his bravery. In the process, he also successfully died.

When he woke up again, he found that he had transmigrated into the book as a cannon fodder villain who repeatedly kept making trouble for the protagonist, and finally because of offending the protagonist, he was forced to sleep on the streets.

Since he was a child, his mother had told him that his body was delicate.

Wen Zhichu, who couldn’t sleep on the street: !!!!!

Just when Wen Zhichu planned to not participate in the plot at all, he was accidentally bound to a villain system. If he didn’t make trouble for the protagonist according to the original plot, his money would be deducted, and he will have to go to sleep on the streets earlier than in the original novel.

Wen Zhichu: -smile-

Wen Zhichu was forced to follow the path of the villain, and every time he saw the protagonist’s strong body, his calf trembled. The protagonist’s single punch looked like it was enough to kill two Wen Zhichus.

Villain’s Mission: Destroy the protagonist’s lunch.

- Description from Novelupdates

In the future timeline, Humankind had developed things that brought a revolution to the world. But their best invention was fully immersive VR games that became more and more advanced as time passed. They could create new worlds— in virtual reality, that was more beautiful and profound than the real world they lived in.

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”