Kiss Me Not - Chapter 307 Someone He Deserved

When Lu Wu opened his eyes, he found that the world had changed completely.The world before him did not have fancy magic, nor ultimate Dou Qi.What it had were summoners that form contracts with summoned beasts.And coincidentally, he was such a summoner, although not a professional one, and his first summoned beast was a piece of crap.But that was fine, because he also had a golden finger!

Upon opening his eyes, Muyang realized that he found himself in Dragon Ball’s world filled with dangerous people like Vegeta, Frieza, Cell, Majin Buu.

However, decades later.

“Captain Ginyu, let’s run away, we are no match for him!”

Jeice looked back in panic.

“Lord Frieza, the demon has caught up again.”

“He even destroyed our home planet.”

“This bastard!”

Frieza looked at Muyang with bloodshot eyes filled with anger, but sadly, there’s nothing he can do, even he’s no match for Muyang.

“Come on, show me what you can do.”

[Relaxed, humorous, semi-daily]

Ye Tianyi traversed the body of a scumbag, and at the same time opened an infinite system. The infinite system randomly opened a different new system every time and received a heavenly reward.

“Ding…Congratulations to the host for opening the [Oshen System].”

“Ding…Congratulations to the host for opening the [Slacker System].”

“Ding…Congratulations to the host for turning on the [Prediction System].”

“Ding…Congratulations to the host for opening the [Goddess Search System].”

“Ding……”

“…”

A life of an evildoer, a legendary story, does not shock the world with force, but seeks to stir the world.

Ye Tianyi: “I used to be a good person until…”

(A book that can read all the systems…a book that allows you to learn how to speak…)

- Description from MTL

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.