MTL - My Iron Suit - Chapter 129 In the way of his own

When I came to, I had reincarnated along with the base fortress from my sci-fi game. What’s more, I was in the form of the female avatar I used in the game. All around me was an endless ocean, with no iron, no fuel, no energy, nothing at all! No matter how advanced sci-fi technology is, without resources, nothing can be made. Despite this, the natives use some sort of incomprehensible technology called magic, and there’s not a trace of science to be found. Most importantly, I want to eat proper meals for nourishment, not just survive on IV drips! This is the story of a TS girl surviving in a fantasy world together with a super-advanced but spoiled AI administrator.

As soon as she was wearing it, Qin Tianru picked up a beautiful man, touched him, and her powers were upgraded?

Facing the famines of the 1950s and the shortage of supplies, Qin Tianru, who had plant-based abilities, expressed no pressure.

As a result, flowers bloomed in one minute, branches and leaves were scattered in three minutes, grains were ripened in five minutes, and all kinds of precious medicinal materials were readily available.

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Villagers: The farmland is dry, the locusts are infested, the snowstorm is coming… God, these days will not last! !

The Qi family in the village: all of them are shiny and strong, and their three meals a day are delicious on earth.

Qi’s family spreads their hands: they can’t finish the grain and meat dishes in the cellar~

Villagers: Why is your family so outstanding?

Everyone in the Qi family: Because a little fairy came to my house!

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The man who woke up injured: “Who are you? Where did you come from?”

Qin Tianru has a cute face: “I’m here to be your daughter-in-law.”

The man’s eyes were sharp: “You are not from this era!”

Qin Tianru was stunned: My vest fell off so quickly?

The man raised the corner of his mouth, recalling the lonely life in his last life, maybe he can change his way of life in this life.

For example, marry a delicate little wife.

[The reborn boss who is ruthless and indifferent but very fond of his wife vs the delicate and very Buddhist fairy of crossing the road]

1. 1v1, marriage is determined by fate, only favored.

2. Overhead, all settings are based on this book, do not substitute for reality.

3. Warm farming, make a fortune, slow pace, and not many excellent products.

PS: Mother-daughter series “Blessed Wife Full of System Shuttle”

Sister series “The Koi Wife of the Big Brother of the Age”

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“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...”Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp.You boys love your villain stories, don’t you?You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy.But you?You don’t want to lift a damn finger.You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed.You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible.You’re not fans of villains.You’re fetishists.You want the violence, but not the silence after it.You want domination, but not the burden of being hated.You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it.You don’t read these stories to understand evil.You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way.“Villains don’t play fair.”Exactly. That’s why you love them.Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t.You don’t want a villain’s life.You want his results.You want to watch him burn the world for a woman.But you’d cry if a girl left you on read.So tell me—What exactly are you rooting for?At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs.You know the type.Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead.She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job.But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched.Her cape drops before her guard does.But I don't need to tear it off.She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie.You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy?Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended?That's not conquest.That’s devotion, baby.Unfiltered. Undeniable.And the irony?They fall the hardest.Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath.But I do.I whisper into the cracks of their perfection.I plant kisses where they hide their pain.I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength.And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission—That’s when I rise.I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption.I’m not a villain.I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor.

She just took a nap in the lounge, and when she opened her eyes, she was dressed as a fat country girl who was illiterate in ancient times.

Not to mention delicious and lazy, he is still domineering in the village.

No one wanted to marry her in the eight townships of ten miles, so she finally bought a golden tortoise-in-law.

In a rage, the old bully went down the road and kidnapped a husband for her.

It’s just… Dad, isn’t there something wrong with what you kidnapped?

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After marriage, Fatty Su is very busy.

Busy transforming bully dad and bully brother.

Busy rescuing the beautiful god general husband.

Busy raising three little bullies, Xiaodouding.

Accidentally, she was busy becoming Dayan’s most powerful 1st rank mistress!

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