Marrying His Nemesis: Kicking My Scumbag Fiancé Away! - Chapter 113: You Can’t Even Compare to a Single Strand of Seraphina Thorne’s Hair (Part 1)

Jiang Tao relies on the various money-making intelligence provided by the Daily Intelligence System and the detection of various special items to achieve financial freedom!【Intelligence 1: In the trash can outside the wholesale market, there is a bottle cap of Ice Red Tea that can be exchanged for an iPhone worth 4399 yuan!】【Intelligence 2: In the trash can at the entrance of the urban village, there is a light green women's down jacket with a Longines Mini DolceVita women's watch worth 13300 yuan in its inner layer!】【Intelligence 3: Due to climate reasons, the price of sugar oranges will soar in the coming week. It is recommended to stock up and sell at the right time.】

“My fiancé is a high school student?”Sohee, an Omega drowning in debt, has two choices: marry a younger chaebol Alpha, or sell himself to an older yet violent loan shark Alpha.Ah, there's a third option, too.“Should I just off myself or something?”***#omegaverse #dominantalpha #powerbottom #collegeromance #healing

An AI calling itself Schema has assimilated earth into its system. As a consequence, everyone gained access to status screens, power-ups, and skills. This AI turned these concepts from fiction to fact. It's easy to become intoxicated with leveling up and becoming stronger. To some, it's too good to be true like living out a dream.

For Daniel, however, it's closer to a nightmare.

He's in a bit of a predicament. Cracks in our dimensional fabric have unleashed terrifying beasts from dark, abyssal places. Schema organizes these cracks into dungeons, giving the native species of the planet a chance to fight back. Daniel finds himself trapped in one of these dungeons. Not long after, he discovers there's only one way out.

You, yes you! It's you! Why are you running? Run, keep running! Why don't you run anymore!Do you have an Otherworldly Affairs Office pass?And selling this world’s goods, did you pay the taxes?I don't care if you're the head of an Immortal Sect, put your hands on your head and squat by the wall! Prepare for inspection!