A New World, an immersive game experience - Chapter 994 Treasure Chests, First Drop

Lian Xi transmigrated into an ancient tyrant’s general essay and became the female supporting role of a wealthy family of the same name.
The female supporting actress has a beautiful appearance and a prominent family background, but she was forcibly demoted by the plot. Whenever the male and female protagonists need emotionally, she will be pulled out to do things, and she will be slapped in the face again and again, a proper tool person.
Lianxi: I’m sorry, I have money, looks, and figure. Whoever loves this wise female partner will be the one, and I will say goodbye.
System: If you don’t complete the [Vicious Female Supporting Team] quest, you will die.
Designated line 1: [You are also worthy of me to grab a man]
Lian Xi was driving a Ferrari, and a drifter got off the car and sneered at the boss who was confronting the villain: “You are also worthy of me to grab a man.”
President: ? ?
Opposition:  …
Designated line 2: [Look in the mirror without urinating]
Lian Xi rushed over with a group of bodyguards and pushed away the boss who was hugging the heroine and kissing him: “Be a hooligan, don’t pee and look in the mirror!”
President: ? ? ?
Mistress:  …
Designated line three: [You think you can beat me]
Lian Xi was mad, so he directly bought the Oriental Pearl LED advertising screen and played it on a loop: “Oh, Mr. Ba, do you think you can beat me?”
President: ? ? ? ?
After finally crushing the original male protagonist, Lian Xi completed the mission of the vicious female supporting role.
System: Congratulations to the host, the master mode has been successfully activated.
Lianxi: Huh?
She took a meaningful look at the villain with eight-pack abs lying on her bed, lit a cigarette afterwards, and threw 500 million: “Sign this contract and let me sleep for five years until I become pregnant with an heir.”
The villain laughed so innocently: “Want to fuck me?”
The original hostess: We always want you to look down on you, don’t know what to do!

Content tags: rich and powerful family system wear book cool text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Lian Xi ┃ Supporting role: Hengkong ┃ Others: Pre-received “The squeamish concubine wears a book”
One sentence introduction: drag sister online, kill the Quartet!
Purpose: Sisters and sisters stand up

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The bad news, at least for me, is that I died. The good news is that I was reincarnated into someone else's body who lives in a cult full of beautiful women... but this cult forbids love. Well, one can't have all the good things. I thought I was safe until the worst happened. A system appeared that told me that I would die if a girl didn't accept my confession within a month... I have to get out of that cult now.Every 10 days I upload 15 chapters at once on Patreon.

The year was 2026, and the world wasn't what it used to be. Ever since the Abyss Gates cracked open three years ago, spilling monsters and dungeons across the planet, life had turned into a chaotic mess. Cities were half-ruined, half-rebuilt, and people clung to whatever normalcy they could find. Hunters—those brave or crazy enough to fight the monsters—became the new heroes. Everyone else? Well, they just tried to survive.Fin wasn't a Hunter. He wasn't a hero either.He was just… Fin. A lanky 19-year-old with messy brown hair, a chipped front tooth from a dumb skateboard accident, and a power that everyone called useless. Absorption. Sounds cool, right? Like he could suck up energy or steal someone's strength. Nope. All it did was let him “feel” things he touched a little more than normal. He could tell you the exact texture of a brick wall or how warm a coffee mug was—big whoop. No fireballs, no super strength, no flashy moves. Just a glorified touchy-feely trick.“Fin, you gonna eat that sandwich or just stare at it like it's gonna confess its life story?” Meg's voice snapped him out of his thoughts.He blinked and looked across the rickety table at his best friend. Meg was short, loud, and had a wild mop of dyed purple hair that she swore made her look “intimidating.” It didn't.

She died in her prime as the Queen of Song.

After being reincarnated, she becomes a simple trainee.

Losing her former glory? It doesn’t matter—no one can compete with her voice as a beautiful singer.

Mocked by her lowly birth? It doesn’t matter—her true identity is enough to make the whole world tremble.

She owes huge debts? It doesn’t matter…

A powerful boss once whispered to her, “Your debt will disappear if you become my woman.”

But the proud her would reply, “I’m sorry. I would sell my art, but not myself.”