MTL - Devil’s Son-in-Law - Chapter 1110 Pseudo-deity

Entering Tokyo in the bubble era, in this strange era, the only familiar ones are Matsuda Seiko, Nakamori Akina, Kudo Shizuka…

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Warning: Many, like way many lemons and smuts. C'mon guys, you know it's gonna be a good one there's no need to read the synopsis and everything down here, but for context, you can go on but the potential is the first ten chapters, it won't hurt to give it a go, just try it and then thank me later, oh, I will be the one to thank you I guess. See you on the other side.Let's gooooInfinity Money and Endless Smut, lemons. Only the good goode things...___Peter Carter is a 16-year-old orphaned virgin nerd who gets bullied daily at Lincoln High. His escort mother died at birth, he lives with his nurse mom and twin sisters, and his biggest achievement is surviving lunch without getting his ass kicked by quarterback Jack Morrison.___Human! That's what I fucking was. Me and Tommy were bottom-tier NPCs in everyone else's highlight reel. All I did was study and jack off to porn, fantasizing about women I'd never touch—Madison Torres, Mrs. Rodriguez, Sofia Delgado. They existed in a universe where I didn't even register as human.But then everything changed.[DING! You have Awakened the Dark Lord Seduction System!]A system born from the sexual frustration of hundreds of thousands if not billions of women worldwide, my mission was clear: liberate sexually neglected wives, daughters, unsatisfied hot students, my gym instructor, CEOs, frustrated teachers, and touch-starved women while earning System Points that convert to real money (1 SP = $100).[DING! Abilities gained: Magical Fingers, enhanced stats, master-level skills...... Advanced Knowledge downloaded: Master Driving, Massage God, Advanced IT...]The system transformed me from school punching bag to irresistible seductive Dark Lord. Every intimate milestone earns SP—from first kisses to full encounters, cucking husbands saving their neglected wives, widows, wives and mistresses of billionaires while walking on the tight edge of seduction and eventual death if I got discovered by these rich guys I was helping satisfy the wives they'd neglected.Now I'm living a double life: shy nerd by day, dominant seducer by night, making bank while giving desperate women what they've been missing.From bottom-tier loser to supernatural playboy. I turn these neglected women into my women, mine alone as we unleash our hidden desires and forbidden intimacies.

[Strong female + vest + sadistic slap in the face + micro metaphysics]

[Group pet + no logic]

At the age of eighteen, Lin Wu learned that he was a fake daughter and was kicked out of the house.

Lin family: You have no talent or ability, your moral character and learning are worrisome, and you are not as good as Qianqian at all!

Lin Wu turned around and went to his biological parents’ house.

I thought it was just as shabby as the Lin family said, but I never thought it was completely different——

The backcountry is actually the premier special area for the rich!

Ordinary people are actually the richest people in the country!

My biological mother is a famous and authoritative professor!

Even my brothers and sisters are the proud ones in various fields!

Facing Lin Wu, who had no brand name and looked thin, they looked distressed: Wuwu, you have been wronged, from now on these countries will be yours!

Lin Wu casually made hundreds of millions, wiped out a group of mercenaries with his bare hands, completed experiments at an international research institute, and saved someone by the way, and politely thanked them.

The family members looked at her unfinished vest:! ! !

The handsome man who had been rescued stood in front of Lin Wu, raised his eyebrows and smiled: Such a great kindness should be pledged with one’s own body.

All the subordinates following behind covered their faces: Master Jiu, where is the reserve? !

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A replica of Marquis Kieran Vale, the son of the Marchioness of Vale, who she deemed a failure. That was all she was. No, she was now referred to as “he.” At least until she met Claude Del Ihar.