MTL - After Being Forced To Become a Boss, I Just Want To Be a Salted Fish - Chapter 813 you are abusive

Su Bai, who entered the horror game, obtained all-professional talents, which could light up the underworld professions.

Ghost teacher, ghost doctor, ghost psychologist, ghost painter, ghost massage therapist…

“Miss, please get dressed, I’m your teacher, don’t be shy.”

In the vampire castle, Su Bai said solemnly to a vampire girl.

“Beauty, please don’t worry, the doctor’s eyes don’t distinguish between men and women.”

In the Necronomicon Hospital, Su Bai, who was doing a gynecological examination to a glamorous female zombie, said solemnly.

“Madam, please respect my profession, I am a painter, I only sell my art, not my body…”

In the Devil’s Manor, Su Bai had some headaches. No matter what profession he chose, his charm value was full.

Even driving a taxi is molested by female ghosts.

Can you still play the game? …

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Hazel has spent most of her life picked on and bullied by the triplet, rich, and handsome soon-to-be Alphas of the Emberfang Pack, Lucas, Liam, and Levi Sullivan. ‘Adopted’ by the Alpha and Luna, Hazel works as a live-in maid and is subjected to their daily torture.As such, Hazel wants nothing more than to leave the Emberfang Pack once she turns 18 and pays off her debt. Only, never once has she expected to find her fated mate in her tormentors—the Sullivan Triplets.All three of them.Caught between the mate bond constantly drawing her to the three handsome alphas and the trauma of their past bullying, Hazel must make a choice.Will she let go of the pain and trauma and give the triplets a chance? Or will she walk away from the Emberfang pack and her fated mates forever?

When people pass away, they often leave behind unfulfilled wishes. I will act as a force of justice, helping the deceased achieve their final desires before I return to my own world to confront and make peace with my own regrets.

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.