Level Eater - Chapter 86: Rest

Xiao Jinghuai's home has a little thing, soft and adorable, lively and mischievous.Rather than calling her a wife, it would be better to say it's like having another daughter.Some people say: “Young Master Xiao pampers his wife to the point where she only needs to open her mouth to be fed, she's almost become useless!”“Whoever says that, throw them into the sea to feed the sharks!”Another person says: “Young Master Xiao's wife really doesn’t look that great, nowhere near as beautiful as so-and-so!”“Whoever says that, gouge out their eyes to feed the dogs!”Yet another says: “Young Master Xiao spoils his wife excessively, he has become a tyrant of his generation!”“Who says so?”Turning around, just to see the girl's bright and charming little face, “I said it! So what do you want?”He pulled her into his arms, didn't want anything, just wanted her to be his little princess...(Even in this world full of charms, I only have eyes for you.)

If you ever receive a letter offering you admission to a university in another world, do yourself a favor and toss it straight into the trash—especially if that university trains girls to transform into giant mechs and battle space aliens.No. Just no.Believe me, I know from experience. What once seemed like a dream is now more of a nightmare. My name is Zaft Callahan, and I enrolled in an engineering support course on the cyberpunk planet Xyraxis. At this university, genetically-engineered girls are trained to transform into giant mechs called Warfare Augmented Intelligent Frame Units. My goal is to become a support unit for these WAIFUs in their battles against Cosmic Beasts, using the Weaponry Enhancement Engineering Bios System.Little did I know I’d be partnered with my high school nemesis—Myrrh Alicent, a beautiful WAIFU. Together, we must navigate this university’s endless twists and turns, win tournaments, battle Cosmic Beasts, and even uncover the mysteries of an Outer God. And as if that weren’t enough, we still have to face the ultimate challenge: surprise quizzes in advanced calculus.What to expect:Cyberpunk World Isekai.First Person View of a Male MC with an overpowered Support System with LitRPG elements.Female MC turns into giant mech. What else do you want for a WAIFU?Slice of university life full of brainrot comedy, fluffy romance, and some weird ecchi.Space battles, mecha tournament, and eldritch horror enemies.

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?

Do not underestimate the act of tilling the soil. The practice of farming holds the power to command the clouds and dictate the rainfall with a mere flick of the wrist. Similarly, never undervalue the humble farmer, who might draw the gaze of stunning women, and vie for the affections of fluttering butterflies.A stunning journalist makes for a worthy companion, and even an aloof, imperious law enforcement officer could be brought to plead for mercy. A tutor? Allow me to provide additional instruction! I may appear as a regular individual, but through a stroke of fortune, I have embarked on a captivating journey, dancing amidst the wind and the clouds!