Marvel: Impregnation System - Chapter 95 - 93: Last Year

An unexpected transmigration and upon opening her eyes, she encountered a sleazy man trying to take advantage. Considering Su Yu was the heir of medical studies, proficient in multiple martial arts. How could she endure such a great shame? Just as she was about to show some of her moves, someone heroically came to her rescue, though he was somewhat disabled, his good looks were undeniable.With nowhere else to go, Su Yu naturally had to offer herself in return. It was just a limp, and it happened to be her specialty.Watch how she heals her handsome husband and together with her family, happily engages in farming and grows wealthy...

Nolan transmigrated into the Marvel universe and became a researcher at Hydra's lab.He awakened the talent of the “Master of Research,” allowing him to perceive and comprehend all truths and knowledge. His body harboured the power of the Spirit of Evolution, capable of absorbing everything to enhance his strength!From the very start, he developed the Super Soldier Serum and that was only the beginning.By studying various extraordinary individuals, he unlocked their abilities and seamlessly integrated them into himself.“I will use science to recreate the gods of Earth and bring Superman into the Marvel universe!”Wolverine's healing factor?“Wolverine, you've already been dissected once. One more time won't hurt!”Super strength? “Hulk, don’t leave!”An iron body? Heat vision? The power that grows by absorbing sunlight? “X-Men, stop right there!”He will make the Ultimate version of Superman!

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.