Longevity Strange Immortal - Chapter 27 The Truth of the Heart Beast Sect!

Yue Ning, after reading a novel was furious with the way the novel ended. After typing a long negative review, she went to bed.She did not expect to get transmigrated into the same novel, and that too, with a system.System: Save the second male lead!Yue Ning: You do not need to tell me before knowing what I have to do.But there's a catch, if she saves him, she can return to her world, but consequences await her if she doesn't.Yue Ning: You did not tell me this, now I have fallen in love with him, I don't want to leave him.System: Host, you have to read more novels to unlock skills.Yue Ning: Novels? Bring them on, I have to save this eye candy.A certain eye candy looked at his wife who was always reading novels, and he sighed in defeat.Eye candy: Wifey, when will you have time for your hubby?Yue Ning: One more novel would'nt hurt, right?Note: This is an original story created by me.Have any questions, hit me up on DiscordThank you for reading ~~

Ren thought getting sacrificed and becoming a holy spirit was rock bottom—until he discovered his divine wife, the Goddess of Magic, is completely broke on faith power. That means his remaining soul would completely disappear.Turns out magicians are the worst believers ever!Ren has a crazy idea: if magicians won't pray willingly, make them pray to access the internet.Starting with a simple magic forum, Ren introduces this fantasy world to the addictive power of online connectivity. Want Q&A sessions on spell theory? Pray first. Need to livestream your dragon research? That'll be one prayer, please. E-commerce shopping for rare magical components? Prayer required for checkout.The moment Ren becomes the God of Technology, this world's whole vibe goes haywire.What begins as a desperate faith-farming scheme spirals into something far bigger. Soon dragons are running delivery services, apprentices are binge-watching magical tutorials, and even gods are competing for subscriber counts. Magic cars cruise the streets, magic trains thunder across continents, and when apprentices start wielding magic ray guns against seasoned magicians, everyone realizes this world has changed forever.From a simple forum to consciousness uploading and biological immortality—when technology crashes into magic, the explosion reshapes reality itself.After all, why choose between science and magic when you can have both?

[ Mature Content Ahead! ][ Warning: Narcissist & Coldblooded Mc, Narcissist System ] [ You can Skip volume 1 which is simple slife of life + Smut, All Mc does is cuck the top four families and a sect master ][ The above suggestion is must if you hate slow pace smuts, also please purchase privilege and help me in Win-win, 180 coins for 50 chapters ][ Foot fetish & neck fetish ]This book has nothing special aside from how you can alter the fate of Main character.You can choose a option.Ding! Mc has found a girl.1. Add her to the harem2. Kill her.[ The choice lies in your hand]

So, I died. Face-planted on my keyboard after a 72-hour coding marathon. Very heroic. My one dying wish? To finally get some sleep.But the twist is : I got isekai'd. But I wasn't reborn as a legendary hero with a harem and a cheat skill. Nope. I'm a rock. A Dungeon Core, to be exact.My new job description is simple: create a terrifying labyrinth, murder heroes, and generally be a menace to society.Yeah, hard pass. That sounds like way too much paperwork. My new life goal is achieving a perfect 100-year nap.Luckily, I found a bug in the System—or maybe it's a feature? My unique “Slumber System” gives me way more XP (they call it Dungeon Points here) when adventurers take a nap than when I, you know, kill them. My assigned fairy guide, FaeLina, is having a non-stop panic attack about this. Apparently, “aggressive coziness” isn't covered in the Dungeon for Dummies handbook.So, I leaned into it. I started building the world's first 5-star dungeon resort, complete with fluffy moss beds that feel like clouds, a tea shop run by a friendly slime waiter, and pillows that hug you back. The place went viral. Knights come for the naps, mages for the therapeutic tea, and bards for the sweet, sweet content.The problem? My five-star reviews are tanking the property values of the 'Blood Pit' dungeon next door. I'm being forced into official Dungeon Tournaments where my ultimate weapon is a lavender-scented fog machine. And the stuffy bigwigs on the Fairy Council are starting to think my little “peaceful revolution” is a threat to their entire “kill-stuff-for-profit” business model.But the more I build, the more I realize this isn't just me being lazy. I'm uncovering an ancient, world-changing secret about why dungeons really exist, and it's a truth the gods themselves tried to bury.My name is Mochi, and my quest is to level up from a sleepy rock to the God of Dreams. My final boss isn't some dragon or demon lord. It's the original God of Combat himself.And I'm going to challenge him to a Nap Off for the fate of all reality.Who knew the path to ultimate power was this comfy?