Surviving In This Filthy World As A Novel Villain - Chapter 133: Decision

(Pirate + meme + invincible, the identity of the protagonist is navy + pirate + revolutionary army, mastering various elemental skills of fire, thunder and dark ice)

Yang Ming travels to the world of One Piece and gets the meme-making lottery system. /Anime/Classic lines of game characters, you can get a random ability/item, and even summon the character to appear!

“Work less and get more, and get something for nothing, that is my ideal!” “Congratulations to the host for speaking the classic lines under one person, and obtaining one of the eight miracles, Saint Thief!”

“Do you want to dance too?” “Congratulations to the host for speaking the classic lines of Naruto and getting Sharingan!”

“I want this day to never cover my eyes, and this place to never bury my heart!” “Congratulations to the host for getting the golden cudgel!”

It’s cool to make memes for a while, and it’s always fun to make memes all the time. As long as I make memes fast enough, no one can overtake me.

- Description from novelbuddy

The most unexpected weird destiny,
The most intense brain collision,
The cruelest battle of life and death,
The craziest bizarre fantasy,
The most bizarre truth …
It’s the first time, and another ten years!

- Description from Qidian

He called me his ruin. Then he made me one.Alpha Shiloh's rejection wasn’t just a scar—it was a betrayal. He left me shattered. Broken. And I had to rebuild myself in silence.I almost forgot the way his touch once burned like salvation.Now he’s back.Not to beg forgiveness. To bargain. A deadly mission, he says. He promises freedom.But then presence ignites my wolf into a frenzy. She thrashes, desperate to claim him again. But I remember the coldness in his eyes when he exiled me. The way the pack turned their backs as I crawled into the wilderness, half-dead and wholly broken. Hate simmers hotter than desire.Yet here I am, bargaining with the devil who shattered me. Every moment we share is a lie. He doesn’t know about the shadows I’ve fed, the truth I’ve buried.Or the child.One whisper of its existence, and the pack will paint the forest with my blood.But the closer we get to completing his mission, the harder it is to hide… from him, or from the part of me that still craves him.Freedom has a price.So does vengeance.And I’m not sure which will destroy me first.