MTL - The Holy Lord In the Comic World - Chapter 298 : Principle of the Shadow Corps

As the overweight daughter of the Sutton family, Kelsie is an eyesore to everyone. Her father can't wait to get rid of her, his wife and their daughter daughter too.The man she's supposed to marry can't stand her and looks for ways to end their engagement, all to no avail.But on the day she's to get married, she finds out she's pregnant.Her fiancé finally uses the opportunity to break off his engagement to her and her father sends her packing to her aunt in another city never to return after she refuses to remove the baby like he asked her to.Seven years later, she returns to the city to claim her position as the heiress of her mother's fortune, which her father and his wife and daughter has been living off of all these years.But not as the overweight duckling everyone expected, but as a stunning, glamorous woman.Behind her are three children: a daughter who looks exactly like her, a handsome son, and another handsome son who looks too much like the most powerful man in the city.Unexpectedly, the dimwit, her fiancé who broke off their engagement comes begging for them to get married like they were supposed to.“So what if you're stunning now and lost all that weight? Everyone knows you used to be an ugly duckling. Who knows the underhanded ways you resorted to to lose weight. Forget our past and marry me again.”The woman looked at him and snickered. “Aren't you the heir of the Baker family? Why would you marry a fatso like me?”The man huffed and said arrogantly. “Hmph! Do whatever you want. But I assure you that no one in Silicon Valley will want to marry a woman saddled with bastard children!”The triplets came up on his face and snorted in disdain. “Who's this? Where is daddy when a man like this harasses mommy?”“I told you he wasn’t worth her. Hurry up and call him quickly.”The man who was in the middle of a conference call ended it as soon as he heard the news and went straight to where she was.“Are you hitting on my wife? Bastards? Are you calling the beloved children of Jett Adler bastards?”“Eh-what? Jett Adler? The most powerful man in the city? How is that even possible!”

Xin Haikong, an ordinary social animal, unfortunately died suddenly after staying up late again, but was sent to the world of Detective Conan by the system, became a bottle of real wine in the winery, and played a game called “Fraud Game”.
In the game, he needs to play a real wine that cuts black and white, misleads readers with various heroic actions, and packs himself into a red square.
After thorough thinking, he decided to go undercover as a policeman to the Metropolitan Police Department, but he never expected that his promotion speed was really too fast.
He acted too hard, solved major cases repeatedly, and with too deceptive appearance, he became the darling of the media, the representative of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, and the rising star of the Japanese police circle. There have been media predictions that he is likely to become the fastest promoted person in the Japanese police circle.
So, if the black-clothed organization is not destroyed again!

The high-dimensional system released a game in a different world called: “Fraud Game”.
You are a bottle of real wine and a complete black party. You must act according to your personality and complete the main task released by the system.
But at the same time, you have to make readers think that you are the red party, the embodiment of justice. After the main story begins, you will receive feedback from readers in real time, which can be used to adjust the way you play. When the game is approaching the finale, the system will automatically count the psychology of readers in different worlds, and if more than 80% of the people who recognize you as the red side are the game victory; otherwise, the game fails.
You must do all the bad things without tainting the dust, the city is deep but innocent, and you must make all those who have been hurt by you think that you are the salvation and the light that never goes out in the darkness.

1. There are a lot of private settings, please be tolerant
2. The protagonist is Zhenzhenzhenjiu (the face of the irritable old man), the acting emperor (there is a process of improvement).
3. The full-text timeline is closed-loop, and all violations are foreshadowing. There are a lot of timeline issues involved in the plot, and the mode of internal shuttle in the same time and space is adopted. You can refer to the movie “Previous Destination”.
4. No cp is because stupid writers may not be very good at writing emotional lines, and family and friendship are favored by the group.
5. Mother must be HE
6. It is not recommended to skip chapters to read, because the author is an ambush pen madman, and most of the cases are related to each other.
Supplement: Comprehensive manga, there are literary and competitive juvenile manga content, but the length is less.

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Text field content: Chapter 27 has MAFIA, Chapter 32 has a setting, that’s all. People with supernatural powers will not interfere with the main line.
Only Dazai, who has a good brain, haunts, and the villain Dazai warns.
There will be no strange assumptions such as Ke Xue characters being crushed by Wen Ye, and then evaluate the worldview after reading it.

Content tags: Comprehensive comics Juvenile comics Wen Ye Conan
Search keywords: Protagonist: Xin Haikong ┃ Supporting role: Death Detective, Winery, Yokohama Large Enterprise ┃ Others: Juvenile Comics; Suspense Reasoning; Basketball, Tennis, Volleyball

- Description from novelbuddy

On the day he entered university, the navigation system on his phone started to have the function to automatically search for treasures.

Every time he found a treasure, he would be able to receive a lot of rewards.

“92kg of embezzled products detected. The reward for completing the treasure hunt: 100 million mansions by the Sky Lake.”

“The top celebrity, Xia Qiu, will run into danger soon. The reward for completing fate hunt: 100 million cash.”

“5kg gold detected. The reward for completing treasure hunt: 60% stock of Distant Publishing that’s worth 600 million.”

With the continuous treasure hunts automatically detected on his phone and obtaining the rewards from the hunts, Ye Feng said, “From today onwards, I’ll be the most pretentious bastard.”

“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.