The World Online - Chapter 1285 - Removing the house level

The ‘meddlesome’ high school student Mamori Suzufumi helps a starving neighbor who had collapsed in the apartment next door by some chance.That person turned out to be the popular high school idol, Sasaki Yuzuki!Yuzuki had been on an excessive diet to maintain her ideal idol image.But when the worried Suzufumi serves her homemade cooking, she eats it with a face full of happiness while screaming,「——Aaaaaah… I can’t take it anymore!」With a face full of happiness, she finished her meal.Falling in love with her hearty appetite, Suzufumi decides to tempt Yuzuki with her favorite foods to make her fall for him through ‘food seduction.’Pork bowl, ramen, okonomiyaki——「I definitely won’t eat it!」That’s what Yuzuki says, but once again, she finds herself craving Suzufumi’s cooking today──

Xiao Qingrong had no mother and no father. With his own ability, he climbed to the peak of life, then encountered a system who could shuttle him across time and space. “Do you want to become a male god?”

He turned into a 17-year old, weak chicken with two years left in prison, Xiao Qingrong coldly interrogated the system. The system, playing dead, threw a powerful pill.

#In short, this Male God always threatens his Super Male God System#

Arlan can go back in time by one minute, once per day.And every time he levels up, he can go back a little further.But, even with his growing power, Arlan has never been in more danger. Demon magic was never supposed to make its way into the hands of humans, and its original owners would go to any lengths to take it back.What to Expect:-Numbers. This is a LitRPG written by someone who loves LitRPGs. It won’t be overwhelming or confusing, but if you dislike the genre, this probably isn’t the story for you. Blue boxes ahead!-Meaningful progression. Characters are always working to grow more powerful, but doing so is difficult. Level-ups are hard-earned and bring with them meaningful change in characters’ abilities.-Tactical combat. Fighting is as much a battle of wits as it is a battle of muscle, after all.-No harems.