Strongest Incubus System - Chapter 252: A letter, full of problems.

After crossing into the world of Harry Potter as Ron's twin brother, Hoare Weasley awakens the “Pay-to-Win System,” which allows him to grow stronger as long as he has Galleons.Others rely on hard work to study; Hoare relies on Galleons.Others depend on wit to learn; Hoare depends on Galleons.Others rely on talent to improve; Hoare still depends on Galleons!As long as he's willing to pay, he can take down Malfoys, Blacks, Lestranges—anyone! With enough money, he could even take a swing at Dumbledore himself.Thus, the title of “money-obsessed lunatic” quietly rises within Hogwarts.You-Know-Who: “I hear your magic is impressive. I want you to kill someone for me.”Hoare: “One hundred Galleons.”You-Know-Who: ...

Earth fell long before Auron Drex was born. By the time he turned nineteen, the skies were brown, the air filtered through broken machines, and humanity had retreated underground, outnumbered, outgunned, and slowly fading.Auron was one of the last unmodified humans, no implants, no neural lace, no connection to the system. Just blood, flesh, memory, and a little bit of fight left in him.Then he died.Killed in an invasion with the machines, Auron thought that was the end. But something else was waiting for him.The Goddess of Death.She offered him a contract. A second chance at life, a new world far from Earth, and one simple promise: when the time came, he would help her. No explanation. Just a bond, sealed in death and carried into life.Now, Auron wakes in a world nothing like his own. A cultivation realm, where beasts roam free, ancient sects dominate the mountains, and humans wield godlike power through spiritual force and brutal discipline. It’s a world where strength decides everything, and weakness is an invitation to die again.But he’s not alone.The Goddess of Death, bound to his soul, follows him, watching, guiding.He doesn’t know her true reason for bringing him here.He doesn’t understand what help she’ll need or when. But he remembers Earth. He remembers the silence. And if there’s a chance this journey will give him the strength to return, to fight back against what destroyed his home, he’ll take it.He was forged in a dying world. Reborn in one that lives by the sword. And somewhere between them, Auron Drex will carve out who he’s meant to become.

Actress Chu Yaoyao was murdered. But she woke up, 20 years later in her timeline, in the body of a notorious 18th-line female star with the same name as her.

A scumbag wants to ban her? The little assistant wants to step on her and take over her fame? The patriarchal family wants to suck her dry? Netizens organized a group to hack her? The most frightening thing is that her figure is out of shape, beyond recognition!

With the Film Empress holding an interstellar red envelope group, none of these are problems.

The bigwigs in the interstellar entertainment industry give out red envelopes every day. As her fans, they only ask the Film Empress to guide their acting skills.

The first step is to lose weight and become beautiful. The second step is to become popular in acting. The third step is to abuse the scum and slap the face. The fourth step is that it’s not bad to fall in love…

The actor next door, what do you think about falling in love?

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I see dead people.But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special.For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos.Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living.Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit.My gift is granting wishes.I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price.I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness.But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client.I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything.After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice.My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it.My name is Hattie, welcome to my world.Would you like a cup of tea?