MTL - I Ship My Adversary X Me - Chapter 22

“Look Left.”Pierre, a professional cynic and amateur MMA fighter, dies in a hilariously ironic argument with the author of a garbage-tier webnovel. His final complaint? The pathetic hero gets stronger by touching women's chests.As a reward for his “passionate feedback,” a bored god reincarnates him into that very world.Now, trapped in a story he loathes, Pierre is given a gift: a leveling system and a power far darker than the hero's “Boobie Boost.” His is called Essence Drain: a parasitic ability to steal power through physical contact, an intimate violation that feels dangerously good.The hero of this world can have the plot armor and the clichés. Pierre will use his intellect, his brutal new power, and his insider knowledge to hijack the story. His first move? Steal the hero's fated beautiful navigator before they can even meet.They call him a menace. A criminal. A terrorist. Fine. If fighting a world run by corrupt Marines and preening nobles makes him a villain...He'll become the greatest villain the world has ever seen.-----------Additional tags:No Incest, No Rape, No Yuri, Harem, No Loli, One Piece, Transmigration, Pirate, Pirates, Princess, Shonen, No NTR

The world is filled with talented people. But, there are many who never possessed that talent. They work hard, but hard work often doesn't give them a good result.

Fu Chen was one of those. He was a mortal, without any talent for cultivation. But, with the help of an strange encounter, he inherited the Strongest Offline Cultivation.

Join Fu Chen's journey where he uses his system, not to be strong but to gain talent. Because he knows the power doesn't come without the sacrifice, so he isn't willing to use his system to gain strength.

Rather, it opened a path for him. A path where he encounters opportunities which he couldn't even dream off before.

Traveling in this path, he finally gets a chance to accomplish his dream but accomplishing his dream was just a part of a bigger goal. It was the mystery behind his system.

Where did it come from? Was he alone? Are there other people with such systems? All of these questions began to pop up in his head and he knows he must find the answers.

「Shimizu-san, you dyed your hair black.」「Ah, yes.」「Why did you dye it all of a sudden?」「Because…yesterday…」Shimizu-san, who sat next to me and had dyed her hair from blonde to black gradually lowered her voice, slightly blushed, and laid her face down on the desk.

There’s a legendary Bishoujo Game that has become popular among Japanese gentlemen.