MTL - I Like Your Pheromones - Chapter 51 Difficult

Yang Dai, who was reborn in the third year of high school, was forced to enter the [Deep Domain] before he could be happy.

This is a world where gods and gods reappear and demons eat and kill mortals!

Myths are revived, animals and plants have been transformed into demons, foreign ghosts have invaded, and the status of human beings as the ruler of the earth is at stake. At this time, the mysterious [Deep Domain] came to the earth in the form of virtual games, bringing hope to mankind.

Yang Dai entered the deep domain to gain the ability to control the soul. Based on the concept of wretched development, he wanted to be a soul summoner, and he planned to form an army of souls first, and then explore the deep domain.

Unparalleled talent, the peerless genius of the dynasty!

The unparalleled demon king who is wreaking havoc on the world!

Covering the sky with one hand, the Patriarch of the Demon Dao who presses the right way!

When Yang Dai’s soul army appeared more and more terrifying names that shocked all beings in the two worlds, he also won the honorary title of Megatron.

Soul Master!

- Description from novelbuddy

For every God out there, there are about thousand shitty games in this world.

Bugs, Errors, Texture Collapses, Inconsistent Scenarios…… Those are the things that fill the players around the world with grief and remorse.

A certain boy who loves such shitty games decides to challenge a Godly game recognized by the general public for a change.

As a result, both the gaming world and the real world in which the boy is revolving begin to change. Still, the specs of the Godly game still fills the boy’s heart with dread.

「Are Encounter Rates like that really a common sense in Godly Games……?」

Qingyun found herself having traveled back in time to ancient days, with a splitting headache. She hadn't activated any ancient survival skills!She couldn't compose poetry or engage in literary exchanges.Sewing and embroidery? No clue.Pleasing men? Even worse.Farming or doing business? Clueless.With no other options, she had to choose a profession that required none of the above skills....Years later, those who once served her, now ministers and generals, listened as Qingyun, who had ascended to the throne as the empress, said: 'You might not believe it, but I never intended to be the empress.'The ministers and generals replied, 'That's right, that's right. Everything you say is correct. It was us who forced you into this position.'

The once rich girl Shen Hanxing lost her mother when she was born. She was then dumped overseas by her own father when she was little to her own devices.Nineteen years later, her father personally took her home from overseas, and the reason was to replace her younger sister to marry her fiancé Ji Yan, who had lost his legs’ senses after a car accident.Father: “Know your place. You’re already marrying above your station when you marry Ji Yan with your status.” Younger Sister: “Thank you for willing to sacrifice yourself for my love~” Shen Hanxing smiled faintly: “Agree to my two conditions, and I’ll gladly marry him.”Afterward, she stepped into the Ji family’s home with empty luggage. The man in the wheelchair angrily roared at her in the dark room. “Scram!”Shen Hanxing quickly switched on the light, pulled open the curtain, and extended his hand towards the man with the light behind her. “Hello. Let me introduce myself. I’m your wife, Shen Hanxing.”When he saw her the first time, he treated her coldly. And then, he treasured her. Ji Yan looked at this woman that suddenly barged into her life. She used her strength to tame his wild and brash younger brother.She patiently and compassionately healed his fearful and introverted younger sister. She used everything she had to slowly support this cold family…And then, Shen Hanxing fell into a trap. Before she drifted into darkness, she saw the man that was supposed to be in the wheelchair running towards her in anxiety.When she woke up again, the man pointed at the washing board, the keyboard, and the durian and asked, “Hanxing, which one do you want me to kneel on?”