Marriage First, True Love Later - Chapter 132 - The demolition accident

He once stained the rivers and mountains with blood, his brilliance unparalleled. Unexpectedly, he encountered a great calamity, a dragon trapped in shallow waters, everyone thought he was nothing more than a useless son-in-law. But how could Gold Scales belong to a mere pond? The returning king, under the name of Frenzied Son-in-Law, with the War God’s stature, swept across the Eight Desolations of the Four Realms, the world trembled beneath his feet!

Moe, a recent graduate from a prestigious university, is on the hunt for a job when fate takes an unexpected turn. After acing a crucial interview, he finds himself in a life-altering accident that transmigrated him into a Fantasy world.After transmigration, instead of gaining extraordinary powers, he awakens in the body of Arthur Jr., an incompetent king ruling over the small kingdom of Keldoria.In a realm where magic is commonplace, Arthur Jr. is unable to wield any magical abilities, leaving him at a significant disadvantage. However, armed with the authority of a king and the knowledge of modern society he will transform the small kingdom of Keldoria into a advance nation where technology and magic coexist.What is the key factor in building a great nation?--Its money. To obtain more gold, Moe, currently King Arthur need to create a new tax-system that benefit all the citizen while also maintain good relationship with noble even if the new tax system make them pay more tax.How will Arthur implement the rule and tax?When will he put his business and engineering degrees, which he studied back on Earth, to use?Find Out :)-----Disclaimer-------This is a slow-progression kingdom building story. The pacing may be a bit slow to reader but I will make sure that every chapters are amazing. Thus readers who like fast pace and very OP MC from start might dislike this novel.Reader can expect more macro economics than micro economics since this is building a kingdom/country instead of running a business. Also, MC will not have OP skill or ability but will balance it by making use of his knowledge and authority as a king.It is my first time ever to write a novel so to be honest,I use AI(GPT and Blackbox.io) to enhanced/rewrite my writing. However the idea, world building, concept and everything else is written by me and me alone.So reader who enjoy 100% Human work I am sorry to disappoint you, however I don't use AI by giving it idea prompt and copy pasting the result but I write on my own then I use AI to enhance my writing style and making it more enjoyable to read.Thus the writing may involved AI but it is 100% human idea and concept.Hope you enjoy!!!!

Alexander lived—and died—as a wretched, poor virgin, meeting his end as he laid in the hands of his own mother.Stricken by a strange illness, his final vow was a desperate plea: If I’m ever reborn, I’ll attack all the ladies. I'll give my canal desires more attention!Miraculously, fate answers.Reborn into a world eerily similar to his last, Alexander awakens as a Guardian Candidate—a chosen warrior destined to endure trials and serve the gods.But he has no interest in destiny. Armed with divine skills and a frustratingly incompetent and seductive system, he rejects his ordained path, determined to seize this second life for one purpose: conquering women.Now, as a self-aware, unapologetic pervert, Alexander embarks on a relentless quest to charm, seduce, and claim every beautiful woman he encounters.Will his insatiable appetite lead him to the harem of his dreams, or will his reckless pursuit bring another premature end?Join Alexander in this wild, uninhibited adventure—where desire defies duty, and pleasure reigns supreme!

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.