Why are the Talismans I Drawn Banned Again?! - Chapter 306 - 241: Liang Lu Questions Her Life Choices

Why is there a person on Mars who is not wearing any protective clothing?

The Martian: Aliens

Jason wearing a hockey mask stabbed someone in the back and was cut in half with a backhand? !

“Friday the 13th: Backstab”

Kerrigan brought the swarm to the human colony star, and found that countless equally ferocious monsters had already been prepared.

Zerg Descends: Biochemical Frenzy

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“Ha, why does every time I go to a world, I always encounter some strange things!” Li Wei’s hands turned into dark red claws, provoking Freddy’s small body.

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Due to a problem in his soul, Rean never cared about anything in his life. Even though he died heroically, there wasn’t really a 'will' behind that action.

As the number one pill alchemist of the immortal world, Mu Chen had always believed that it was because he had single-mindedly focused on concocting pills that led to him to neglect disciplining his disciple. Which in turn, caused his disciple to be led astray by the seduction of devil cultivation, leading to the three realms to fall to disaster. After his rebirth, Mu Chen resolved to properly teach his disciple, give him the very best resources, earnestly love him, carry him close to his heart, teach him by way of example, and didn’t let him grow corrupt.

What happens when, in the midst of struggling to keep up with life, you suddenly discover that you were a princess in a past life? Now, you're just a waitress with a drunken mother and a pile of bills to pay. But deep down, you know one thing: you’ll find the stupid jerk responsible for ending your royal life, no matter what it takes.Alexia POV:Then there are the spoiled, narcissistic rich jerks who think their daddy's car gives them a free pass to treat women like objects. Not today, Satan. These guys are like walking perfume ads with egos bigger than their bank accounts. I swear, they should just marry themselves—they're clearly their own type.When one of those jerks lands at my table, I can smell the entitlement from a mile away. I don't even wait for the inevitable sleazy pickup line or the “accidental” brush of their hand against mine. Nope. I pawn them off on one of the other waiters faster than you can say “unpaid rent.”