MTL - The Strategy of Washing Clean a Slag Shou - Chapter 91

Initially I am just another ordinary gamer. I often wondered how my novice skills compare with real masters, the professional gamers.

Then one day, two stunning beauties asked me, “Are you willing to be a professional gamer, and conquer the world?”

I replied: “Yes, I am willing”

After that, bit by bit, I unknowingly become a professional gamer, and conquered the world!

This is my story.

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“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nian’s true identity, Carlos Huo cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Huo, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.

[1v1+high sweetness+group favorite+wife chasing crematorium! 】

The old lady of the Xie family bought a little girl from outside, saying that she was going to be General Xie’s wife. General Xie who learned about this said: Even if I can’t stand up in this life, I will never marry such a scheming woman!

The little girl nodded with red eyes: I understand, General.

General Xie’s grandmother: He doesn’t think that he is unlucky. There are so many young talents in Yandu. I will look for Ah Fu later. His leg is broken, so he is not good enough for us Ah Fu.

General Xie’s younger brother: Then I have to marry Sister Ah Fu as my wife when I grow up~

General Xie’s sister: So my brother hurt his leg, I thought he hurt his eyes, why is he so blind!

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Later, when General Xie saw Jiang Fu smiling at others, he found it extremely dazzling.

He pushed him against the door, and said aggrievedly, “Ah Fu, don’t be afraid of me.”

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Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.