Reincarnated as a demon inside a dungeon - Chapter 67

Qin Mu had been reborn and awakened a system. When he saw people and things without principles, Qin Mu decided not to ignore them anymore.“DING! Congratulations, Host, for making choice 3. Take the scam call seriously, making the scammer initiate a police report and fall into their own trap, and activating the Seriousness System!”“DING! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the Advanced Voice Disguise skill!”

#Married #Office RomanceJerica Evans, a devoted wife and clerk at City Hall, feels her world slowly unraveling as the cracks in her once-loving marriage deepen. Her husband, Jared, a high-powered lawyer with a fierce courtroom reputation known as “The Siberian Beast,” has grown distant, and his cold demeanor leaves Jerica questioning everything. Once the pillar of her life, Jared now feels like a stranger, more lighthouse than man—steady but unreachable, leaving Jerica adrift in loneliness and suspicion.When she catches him leaving work early with a mysterious woman in a red dress, her world shatters. As she balances her growing suspicion with the suspicious arrival of Harold Braddock, Jerica's former flame, the lines between loyalty, betrayal, and her own desires blur. Her once steady life spirals as her husband’s frosty demeanor and her own emotional wounds collide.As the emotional distance between her and Jared widens, Jerica must decide whether to fight for a love that seems to have slipped away—or walk away from the man who once completed her.What will she decide? What is Jared's secret? Was their marriage truly over? Has she truly stopped loving him?This is a heartstring-pulling journey of love, pride, and the devastating cost of hidden truths and unspoken desires, where one woman must decide if she’ll fight for the man she married or leave him behind to save herself.Please support the book by voting. Leave reviews and tell me what you feel in the comments.

Astri White has always felt like an outsider, never truly belonging to any group or place in the world. Raised in an orphanage, she yearns for a sense of belonging and the feeling of genuine love. However, her life takes an unexpected turn when she finds herself mysteriously transported to another world, the enigmatic and magical realm known as the Beastmen World.In this strange and fantastical land, Astri encounters a diverse array of beings known as beastmen—creatures possessing both human and animal traits. As she navigates this unfamiliar world, she discovers that she possesses extraordinary powers, unlike anything seen before. Her unique abilities set her apart from both humans and beastmen, marking her as an exceptional and crucial figure in the realm.As Astri interacts with the various beastmen she meets, she begins to learn about the different facets of love. Through their diverse experiences and perspectives, she gains insights into the depths of love and the connections that bind individuals together. As her relationships with the beastmen grow, Astri discovers the true meaning of family and friendship, experiencing the warmth and support she had always craved.However, not everything is idyllic in the Beastmen World. There are dark forces at play, threatening the delicate balance of the realm and putting Astri and her newfound family in jeopardy. With her remarkable powers, she becomes a target for those seeking to exploit her abilities for their own nefarious purposes.As the danger escalates, Astri must embrace her role and harness her powers to protect the world and the ones she loves. In the process, she uncovers secrets about her own origin and the significance of her presence in the Beastmen World.“Beastmen Love” is a captivating tale of self-discovery, acceptance, and the transformative power of love. Astri White's journey from feeling like an outsider to finding her place in a fantastical world filled with extraordinary beings will resonate with readers as they follow her on a thrilling adventure of magic, romance, and personal growth.

My name is Yan, and since I was a child, I’ve been able to see some strange things.For example—In elementary school, our new neighbor Aunt Tan had a pair of all-around genius twins, who were like the “precious little geniuses” with halos above their heads. They could recite the English-Chinese dictionary backwards at three, master both Chinese and Western musical instruments by five, and hack into a country’s database by seven…Growing up next to such prodigies, my life was inhumane, tragic, and constantly subjected to comparisons.To escape the comparisons with these “other people’s children,” I specifically applied to a private boarding school for middle school.On my first day, my deskmate was a small, thin girl with bangs, wearing an old uniform, and her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s.Three months later, she woke up from a nap with a “rebirth” halo above her head.She moved effortlessly among the cold academic genius, the wolf-like school bully, the fierce boss, and the gentle childhood friend, leaving me, a lonely onlooker, utterly amazed.By university, I thought I had finally escaped this abnormal world.But as soon as I stepped into my dorm room, my footsteps froze.My roommates each had halos like “ancient times to modern,” “post-apocalyptic superhuman,” “will die if not spending money,” and “ghost king revival.”I clutched my little blanket and applied to the counselor for a room change, but to no avail.Over time, I gradually got used to it. “Handover systems,” “management systems,” “book transmigration,” “infinite worlds,” “three-and-a-half-year-olds,” “interstellar live streams,” “red envelope groups”…The types of halos kept increasing, and I was able to calmly ignore all of it, focusing on my own life.Every morning, I skillfully helped my “ancient to modern” roommate, who was being blacklisted online, dodge campus paparazzi and secure seats for class.At noon, I assisted my tycoon roommate in distributing today’s haul of luxury skincare and designer bags, tasting the city’s top private chef’s custom lunchbox, and exclaiming with emotion, “Darling, can I really accept these?”In the evening, I enjoyed the flowers and plants cultivated by my superhuman roommate on the balcony, tasting a mutated cherry tomato and commenting, “I feel refreshed and purified.”Late at night, when my ghost king roommate quietly climbed back through the window, I peeked out to ask, “You’re back a bit late today, didn’t bring anything back, did you?”My name is Yan, and I am not the protagonist of this world.