The Non-Human Society - Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Five – Renn – A Ship For The Weary

Ye Jiu, as a boss who has retired for March in the Kuai Chuan Bureau, was suddenly told by the boss to go back to work?
Is this what people do?
As a result, the bosses who were in a bad mood and full of resentment began to emerge in an endless stream when they were doing tasks.
Was someone preemptively contracted his magic spirit? It doesn’t matter, she went directly to contract the villain leader, and brought the villain leader into the human world to play crushing. (Horse Monkey Shochu)
Was someone falsely claiming credit for robbing the emperor’s fiancé? It doesn’t matter, she directly rebelled and beat the blind bastard to death to be the empress herself, and by the way, the three thousand beauties in the harem belonged to her. (Two or three things about the goddess and the upper position)
Was framed and wanted by the entire Holy See of Light? It didn’t matter, she sat directly in the seat of the Holy See saint of the dark and greeted her mother’s compatriot’s brother of the god of light. (On the self-cultivation of the dark saintess)
She didn’t know if the top bosses came to Xinxing Village to fry the fish pond, but Ye Jiu expressed that she was very happy when she was surrounded by beautiful soft girls.
Enemy: Are you doing a mission or picking up girls!
Ye Jiu: I can’t enjoy myself after doing this task for so long?
(PS: This story is purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental. Please do not take it seriously if it does not conform to the actual plot. If you don’t like the setting, you can quit silently. Thank you??????? Welcome to the comment area to chat together.)

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What do you do when your brother dies because of some entitled assholes? You go undercover.My real name? Clare. But at school, I’m Clause—just another guy blending in. Disguised. Watching. Yes, a boy. No, it's not an all-boys school—I'm just deep undercover, hunting down the bastard responsible for my brother’s suicide. Nobody—and I mean nobody—messes with my precious brother and gets away with it. They better pray I never find them, because when I do? Death will be a mercy, and trust me—I don’t do mercy.And as for the egotistical Alpha and the narcissistic Vampire Prince? They can go fuck themselves. I don’t do mates, I don’t do claiming, and I sure as hell don’t do them.