MTL - Ace of the Dragon Division - Chapter 1204 1205: Look

Do you believe in destiny？

Zhao Yuan made a bet with the guys in his dorm. If he successfully made Chen Wanxin, the most attractive girl in their university, his girlfriend within 3 months, the guys would give him their No.23 jersey with Jordan’s personal signature on it.

Chen Wanxin found Lin Wenxi, a roommate of Zhao Yuan, somewhat attractive when she first met this elegant pretty boy in the university.

One night, when the students gathered and played games, Chen Wanxin asked Lin Wenxi to kiss her, but Lin Wenxi just left her on the spot alone in front of everyone and put her in an awkward situation. After that, when Zheng Kai asked Chen Wanxin to be his girlfriend, Chen Wanxin made a deal with him. “Help me bend Lin Wenxi. Make him fall for you and then dump him.”

Gradually, Chen Wanxin found herself falling in love with Zhao Yuan, but to her surprise, Zhao Yuan really seemed to have a thing for Lin Wenxi. She had no choice but to turn to Mo Qian, a mysterious and powerful man who had some connection with her family.

Because of the interference of Mo Qian, more and more dust-laden secrets were revealed.

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.[I am the seventh generation Nanomachine manufactured by Sky Cooperation, and I am operating as a central nerve connected to your brain.]“What? What are you talking about?”This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”[“I am the seventh generation Nanomachine.]“Nano Machine?”[Yes, Nanomachine.]The boy’s face hardened.Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.“Um, are you really Mashin?”The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.

Hua Baihe is an emotional mediator, relying on his own mouth to persuade many pairs of broken pots that deserve to be together.
until selected by the emotion system.

before crossing.
She vowed to slap the small flat chest with a bang: “As long as there is a reward, there are no couples that I can’t persuade!”
System: “Do well, little girl.”

After crossing.
Hua Baihe looked at the man above him with a look of horror: “…No, this really won’t work for me!”
The system prompts: “The host is not allowed to fall in love with the target character.”

The man’s kiss fell.
Hua Baihe: “The system, listen to me, I was forced, and you asked me to do it.”
System: “…” I didn’t let you be the protagonist!

Edible instructions:
1. Decline to pick up the list! ! ! !
2. Easy and mindless bullshit, attack and accept are decided by the first time.
3. The CP in this article is always the same person, and all CPs are willing to be together! Occasionally a little fun! Don’t take it seriously!
4. I can accept only watching the first two worlds and complaining about another heroine, but I suggest to keep reading. The author does not write brainless logic. Of course, I suggest that I can’t stand the upper right corner. Generally speaking, I accept peaceful discussions, but scold me. I’ll kill you, I hope you know.

- Description from novelbuddy

Getting transmigrated inside a novel is not really a bad thing—you know the story, you have the power of the future in your hand, you know all the hidden keys. You might as well end up as the most powerful and omniscient being in that world.That is, if you don’t wake up during the epilogue.And yet I find myself in the body of a fallen priest at the end of the novel, a tragic hero who had his mana circuit broken in the last war, being shunned, drown in debt, and destined to die not long after.Fortunately, I know just the cure.Unfortunately, the cure was in the hand of one of the Demon Lords—you know, the race that my kingdom just wage war with.Would he give me the cure if I asked him politely? There’s no harm in trying, right? I’d die if I didn’t get the cure, anyway.“Sure, but you have to be my bride as the price,” the Demon Lord said....huh? Sir, you know I’m (technically) a priest, right?