MARVEL: GAME MAKER SYSTEM - Chapter 219: 217 - A lot of money!

Transmigrated from the Blue Planet, Li Pin, once an ordinary university student, found himself thrust into a world of ferocious beasts and demonic creatures. Haunted by the loss of his parents to illness in his previous life, he yearned to understand the fragility and potential of human life.In a realm dominated by Astral Cultivators, Li Pin’s determination to push the boundaries of human potential was unwavering. Driven by the question, “What are the true limits of the human body?” he embarked on a perilous journey into the world of martial arts.Would he ascend to the pinnacle of power, unravel the mysteries of the human body, and truly comprehend the essence of martial arts?

When he found out that he was in the world of a female cultivator’s novel and was still a cannon fodder, Fang Jinyu began the process of self-rescue like walking on thin ice.

until he sees…

[Today is a day to shovel shit]

[Refining to get a face value +1]

…

【Today is a day of practice but nothing gained】

[Refining to gain insight +1]

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“Miss, since you came back, every three days there will be someone who start a rumor to slander you……”

Ruan Qiuqiu had transmigrated into a cannon fodder that had the same name as her in the novel, Sweet Pampering in Ancient Times: Demon King Husband, Please Spare Me

Right now, there were two paths before her:

Option 1: Continue playing the role of the supporting female character. After a few rounds of being faceslapped by the female lead, she would die tragically in the beast tide.

Option 2: For the sake of the tribe having enough salt, marry the wolf tribe’s former chief, a fierce wolf demon that was disfigured, crippled, and possibly had personality issues.

Ruan Qiuqiu chose the second option without hesitation. She rather go live a peaceful and ambitious-free life than compete with the female lead over some guy.

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Due to a mishap, Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who had the blood of fiends in him, had become disfigured, crippled, and blind.

He was on the verge of death and his tribe had abandoned him. When he fell to the state of being so hungry that he was gnawing on ice…

The young bride, who his tribe had exchanged 300 catties of salt for, carefully walked to his side and covered his ugly damaged body with an animal hide.

She softly called him, “Husband?”