MTL - Devouring Myriad Ghosts System - v2 Chapter 711 Unknown secret (on)

He is very cold and passionate, Mu Yanwang, who means what he says. He has always regarded women as dirt but she, he has only spoiled her.

At first, he said with overbearing arrogance – “Even you are mine.” Afterwards, he gradually fell for the enemy – “Mine is yours.” Finally, he surrendered obediently, – “Ning Xiaofei, I’m also yours.”

Ning Xiaofei, his little wife. He just wants to put her in the palms of his hand, to love.

- Description from Novelupdates

“Hunter Full Time”, who traveled to the top of the three high-risk worlds, obtained the trait-type telekinetic ability-the fruit of face, and began to live (zhuang) daily (bi) with a single sentence.

“Give me some face, let’s leave this matter alone!”

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Lassen, a young man who has failed at everything in his life, has had enough. Disillusioned with the world, he decides to end it all. But instead of dying, he wakes up in a parallel world, armed with a strange system that can accomplish anything he desires. Trapped in his room, reading novels and savoring every page, he has no intention of participating in the fast-paced world outside.Yet, despite his desire for peace, the world changes every time he makes an appearance. Everyone treats him like a genius, a being capable of disrupting the very fabric of reality, without lifting a finger. A powerful system, a new life, and a world that adapts to him: why complicate things when you can have everything without effort?The Genius System tells the story of a man who, although having everything to change the world, prefers to watch it evolve from the comfort of his room, through the pages of his books.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…