Master’s Smile - Chapter 90

My disciple, whom I raised and cherished with my whole heart…That same disciple has returned and is trying to kill me.“Before you fall, before you cease to be my idol, my hero, my sun, I will kill you with my own hands. For your honor!”Just wait for a while…I’ll bring you back to your senses.

After his parents died, Alex Roth had a plan: become a wizard. Through hard work, he was accepted into the world’s greatest university of wizardry—but fate had another plan.

On his eighteenth, he is marked as one of his kingdom’s five Heroes, chosen to fight the land’s great enemy. But his brand is 'The Fool', worst of the marks.

Rather than die or serve the other Heroes like Fools in the past, he packs up his little sister, his childhood friend and her cerberus, then flees for the university in hope of refuge, magic and to unravel the truth about his land’s evil.

There’s one small problem: The Mark tries to ruin magic while enhancing skills outside of divinity, combat and spellcraft.…

…that is, unless he can learn to exploit the hell out of it.

“Please sign a contract with me…” The cowardly and cute craftsman system thought that he had finally found the host in his mind: I don’t ask you to be ninety, sixty thousand years old, and an extra waste.
“But.” Qing Chuan, the seemingly gentle and amiable-looking new host, choked his fate while smiling, “I want to see the scenery at a high place, what’s the difference.”
A lonely, persistent, free and uninhibited soul, experiencing the ups and downs of life in different worlds, step by step out of the established destiny.
Life should be a carnival until death. Dreams are not dead, people are not dead.
And A and sassy bosses – daily soy sauce loyal dogs attack.
double C.
The presence of the attacking gentleman is slightly lower.

The first world: It looks like an ordinary ancient times, but it hides the setting of the martial arts world. I’m sorry, I just want to be an official. (Finish)
The Second World: Through the 1960s, the butcher is really busy and doesn’t look for a partner, thank you. (Finish)
The third world: overhead modern, I cut clothes and wear needles orchid fingers, but I am a straight man, probably. (Finish)
The fourth world: travel through the 1970s, taste the country food, enjoy the tranquility of the years, and the world is worth it. (Finish)
Fifth World: I have a small idea, others can carry a botanical garden, why can’t I carry a monster shelter? (Finish)
The sixth world: parallel modern, entertaining human beings during the day, entertaining ghosts at night, I have wine, do you have a story? (Finish)
The Seventh World: Future Interstellar, a strange family with abnormal ethics, and the little cabbage whose father does not love and does not love turn against the wind. (Finish)
The Eighth World: Parallel Space, quests, help players who have been swept away by high-risk games survive at least one existential crisis. (Finish)
The ninth world: Western fantasy world, the great elf lord, please make the cursed land a paradise of life again. (Finish)
The tenth world: modern entertainment, the value of a star is not only beautiful appearance and excellent talent, but also conveys correct values ​​to the society, please work hard and be fresh. (Finish)
The last world: The malice from the high-latitude civilization shrouded the world. In the deepest part of the devil’s lair, there is a treasure that their taskers want to snatch – the world tree. Let’s go, warriors! (Finish)
Extra World: Farming in the countryside and raising a cat. The most rare thing in life is that your family and friends are safe and healthy, and you are always happy. (while in progress)

Content tags: Farming text Food Fast wear Shuangwen
Search keywords: protagonist: Qingchuan ┃ supporting role: Wei Ge ┃ others: system, fast wear, food, age, life flow, farming culture, entertainment circle
One sentence introduction: Addicted to upgrade unintentional love

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In the swamp, mosquitoes danced, and a five-meter long bay crocodile was firmly bound at the snout, its vertical pupils gleaming with ferocity. At that moment, a young man cover in mud was straddling it, and he was very modest in the face of audience’s praise.“I’m Bi Fang, a professional explorer. I have trekked atop the roof of the world and traversed through the Valley of Death, and I’ve even challenged the mysterious Amazon. Even the National Geographic has named me the world’s premier survival expert, the king of the wild at the top of the food chain, but trust me, that’s all an overstatement…”Under the crimson clouds, Bi Fang silently tightened the rope in his hand and, seeing that the bay crocodile beneath him had finally stopped struggling, he pulled out the Hunting Knife and killed it with a single strike to the underside of its jaw.“Today is the second day of survival. I thought I would have to endure another hungry night, but now it seems, dinner has taken care of itself.”