God of Contracts: Strongest Businessman - Chapter 22 Guilt

Luo Qing Chen is a wandering spirit that died thirty thousand years ago, roaming the Chaos Space

In order to not turn into dust, she is bound by an ice cold system to travel through time and space to complete missions.

Girls that pretend to be weak?  Slap them without explaining.

A silly cannon fodder?  Helping them amass treasures.

Meeting a real male god?  All of them will pamper.

System: Dear masters, what do I do if my host even dares bully the heavens?  Waiting for an answer, it’s urgent!

A certain male god: Change systems.

System: ヽ〔?Д?〕丿

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My name is Zhu Fukongliang, male, 18 years old.
When I was in the second grade of middle school, I bound a [plot maintenance system].
Every time I fell asleep, I would travel to a certain character in a parallel world, and my task was to play this character and proceed with the normal main storyline.
Only later did I realize that the parallel worlds I traveled through were scientifically called [Doujin World].
This system has had a huge impact on my life.
Because I always accidentally confuse the distinction between my world and the world of my fans.
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——For example, when I just came back from the world of [All Staff Beastization] and saw a certain nasty ghost Matsuda, I didn’t react for a while, and said directly: “Where are your cat ears and tail?”
He also took a cat stick and stuffed it into Matsuda: “Here, your favorite snack.”
Police Academy Five: ? !
Matsuda: …Wait? I am not, I am not! Take your eyes off!
——For another example, after I came back from the world of [All Members Sexual Transformation], I met a new member of my brother’s band, his name is Akai, and I couldn’t help but hesitate: “You finally choose to change sex…?”
Whiskey Group: ? !
Akai: Huh?
——For example, in [Normal World], the hater Matsuda would play with fire on the Ferris wheel. Although he hates it, he must not understand common sense. But I remembered that my brother taught me a term called rebellious period. The more you stop him, the more he might do it. So in order to protect the other party’s fragile self-esteem, I decided to gently remind him.
“Songtian, I’ll find someone to help you figure it out, you’re not suitable for dating, you’d better be single for a lifetime.”
I think I’m awesome, because that way Matsuda won’t go on a date with the Ferris wheel in the Holy Land.
Matsuda: “??? No, wait, are you sure your brother isn’t playing with me? Zhufu!”

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Joven, an AI that transmigrated here from the stars became a daughter of a rich family, lost in a rural village but finally returning home for a certain purpose.Everyone thought that she would be unrefined and lack culture given her poor upbringing… until the eldest Lu brother realized that his youngest sister was the one who casually agreed to the contract he just signed.Second Lu Brother: What? My younger sister invested in the movie I was leading?Mama Lu: The unlabeled products my daughter gave me are from a state-of-art research center?Papa Lu: The cheap stuff my daughter gave me is actually worth millions?!Big shots of various industries: Would you like to be an instructor? The type who earns over hundreds of millions?A certain conglomerate: Had enough fun yet? Now get back here and inherit your billion-dollar estate.Scumbags: Weren’t we promised a pathetic wimp to bully?***The day Li Hanzhou learned that Qiao Wen equaled him in net worth, he made inventory and put everything before her. “You can have all of these—plus one husband! Please sign here.”Qiao Wen: “You’re the one who insisted on no puppy-love. It’s important to keep your promises.”

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”