Ileus: The Dark Prince - Chapter 690 Spies

Shock! The Eye-Candy of the Entertainment Industry is Reborn as a Top Student!The niece of the Zhang family is said to be the reincarnation of the God of Literature. From childhood to adulthood, she has never scored second place in any exam. Even on the day of a test, when she had a fever of 39.9 degrees, she still effortlessly wrote like a supernatural being—truly amazing.When neighbors talked about this girl, their envy and astonishment were indescribable.This girl was nothing short of a Tsinghua or Peking University candidate; the Zhang family’s ancestors must be smiling from their graves.“Have you heard? That Zhang family girl topped the citywide high school entrance exam again. City No. 1 High School and Experimental High School nearly fought at the Zhang family’s door to recruit her...”“What’s that? The principal of Lanya Noble High School even came with a million yuan to visit her…”The world of a top student is beyond our understanding!——The world of a top student is very lonely!——When one possesses unparalleled beauty but lacks status and power to match it, this becomes the root of all suffering.In her past life, Shen You'an refused to compromise with the hidden rules of the entertainment industry. Her life was one of hardship and destitution, ultimately ending in her dying alone on a snowy winter's night on the streets.Once celebrated as the stunning but talentless beauty of the entertainment world, she left quietly and tragically, without drawing attention from anyone.When Shen You'an opened her eyes again, her firefighter father had just passed away in the line of duty.“Ding.” Your System for Top Students has arrived. Please sign for it.She cut her long hair, put on glasses, and concealed her beauty. Thus, she began her journey to becoming a top student.Until she gains the strength to protect her unrivaled beauty, she would rather let her brilliance be hidden than become a target of envy and harm.

I Was Born as a Dragon Prince… But Can’t my life be little peaceful?Hatched as the son of the strongest Dragon Empress, life should be all about power, glory, and world domination—should be. But honestly? That sounds exhausting. All this prince wants is a life of cuddles, snacks, and afternoon naps in his mother’s lap.Too bad his doting mother, a yandere maid, and his overprotective older sister have other plans—plans that usually involve him getting smothered, spoiled, or dragged into chaos. And let’s not even mention his aunt, who seems a little too happy to have him around.But can he truly live the slow life when he’s the center of everyone’s obsession? With dragons, elves, and who-knows-what-else vying for his attention, peace might be harder to find than treasure in a dragon’s hoard.———————————————[Warning: This novel contains degeneracy, fluff, and enough family bonding to make you question your morals.]A heartwarming, chaotic, and slightly unhinged slice-of-life story where the strongest creatures in the world fight over who gets to spoil the prince the most. Wholesome? Yes. Unhinged? Absolutely.Will he survive their love… or just give in and enjoy it?Hop in. Your degenerate heart will thank you!---------Harem- A lotRomance- In builtNetori- Not at any costSchool-life- For sureRevenge- Not a lotSmut- No but,Sex scene- yes----------

Earth has changed and with it so has humanity.Follow Miwen as he makes use of his Gift, Gacha Kingdom Building.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.