MTL - Hokage: Ryo’s Path - Chapter 474 Kirin reproduction

Xu Ye, who traveled to a parallel world, was participating in a singing variety show. He thought he was going to have a round trip, but he awakened to a [whole entertainment system].

As long as you continue to work hard, you can earn points for lottery draws. The prizes include various entertainment works and various props on the earth.

Since then, the entertainment industry has gained a big star with a wrong style.

A well-known director: “I admit that Xu Ye’s acting skills are definitely second to none in the industry, but he really has some mental problems. I hope he can go to the hospital for a check-up. Can you imagine someone drinking Coke from a tall glass on the set?”

A certain singing queen: “My family, who knows? Xu Ye is so speechless. Last time he drove me and a few female friends. He wanted to smoke a cigarette in the car. I told him not to smoke when there were girls in the car. He actually Let’s get out of the car and drive away.”

A certain top star said: “I have explained many times about the last time Xu Ye and I were photographed by the paparazzi in the same room. He really pulled me into bed to look at his new luminous watch. If I lied, Just let me collapse my house where I am.”

Xu Ye fan: “I admit that my brother has some mental problems, but he didn’t break the law!”

Xu Ye, a mudslide in the entertainment industry, doesn’t play by the rules, it’s legal, but he’s sick.

This book is also called: “Who taught you to sing like this!” 》

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[No NTR]

I got pulled into the NTR game I was going to gift to my pure harem lover friend.

The game has already progressed to the middle, and the heroines seem to have been already stolen away from the hero, in which I was transmigrated into.

Now I just deeply crave for a cigarette, but I can’t even smoke in this world…!

On the Star Network there is a gourmet food broadcast, where all you can see are a pair of hands. However each dish that this broadcast comes out with is earthshakingly delicious. What’s more, the broadcast anchor’s voice is simply perfect!

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.