Legendary Summoner's Transmigration: I Can Capture Anything. - Chapter 99: Bag of chips

Destined for doom, he was nothing more than a minor villain—meant only to be mocked by the protagonist and executed in the end.The plot pushed him forward, forcing his every step toward that inevitable downfall.But then, an anomaly appeared.Everything was moving exactly as the story demanded… until a certain woman took an interest in him.She freed him from the curse of being a disposable villain—so he could rise as the true one......William, the proud heir of Count Delimore, had lived a sheltered life, untouched by failure and defeat.Yet he never let his victories cloud his judgment. His life was perfect.Until the academy.Until a sinister voice whispered in his ear: “Normal is so boring. It’s about time you show your true colors.”From that moment, William’s life changed—for the better, and for the worse.•••••••A/N:- For a better understanding of the situation for the first few chapters, you will be primarily from the female lead's perspective. Please bear with it and read at least fifteen chapters before deciding if you want to continue.Additional tags: #No ntr #No yuri #No harem #Absolutely no harem #Possessive characters #Sudden strength gain #Grey mc #Loads of fluffy

In the next life time, he would absolutely not become an author.
He would once again be cursed to the danger of crossing over into a book.
During the time when he broke free of his shell, what he first saw was just the handsome, handsome male lead that he had written.
During the time when the male lead was pinching the small soft flesh of his neck, it was also his first time hearing the male lead’s voice.
“Return goods,” the male lead said in this way toward the vendor stall’s owner.
Pei Bufan: “…… meow?”

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He’s in the deepest part of the Jianghu. Keep your eyes wide open if you do not wish to get dragged into the abyss.

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It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

—— Dickens《A Tale of Two Cities》

I made myself a ghost back to life from death, with hatred in my bones and conspiracy brewed for years, sinking into the marsh, into the abyss. All I want is to bury the rotten roots, growing thistles and thorns which can kill like upas, to stab into the hypocritical civilization.

In the bottom of the muck……I found my lucida.

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