MTL - Arbor Siluo Depend on Each Other - Chapter 862 drunk

Wu Wei, who was once a fishman for the Queen of the Sea, awakened one day and unexpectedly acquired the Tycoon System.One yuan could be spent as ten thousand!!! (Yuan is the unit of account of RMB, which is the official currency of China)Thus, the balance of a little over ten thousand in his card instantly turned into more than a hundred million!However, this money could only be spent on high-scoring goddesses!Therefore, Wu Wei began his wild spending spree.Under his aggressive financial onslaught, all sorts of goddesses fell one after another.The white moonlight he'd been secretly in love with for years, the mature and sexy school beauty, the innocent and cute schoolgirl, the livestreamer with off-the-charts beauty, the delicate and soft dancing goddess, the dazzling top female star...Sorry, but I've monopolized all the goddesses!

In the 21st century, she was the talented leader of the hidden family clan, once she crossed over, she became the number one waste?

Break off an engagement? A good-for-nothing? Open your ​​eyes and see clearly!

This lady here can just throw you into the skies and let you be closer to the sun.

With a red fan in hand to blow the world into a whirl of chaos, carving a name for herself under the skies.

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It started off peculiarly; first, his domestic cat refused to let him cuddle it.

Lin Qiushi soon found that a sense of disharmony and incongruity began to pervade everything around him.

Then, one odd day, he pushed open a door, and he discovered that the hallway he was familiar with turned into a boundless corridor.

At both ends of this corridor were twelve, identical iron gates.

Thus, the story began.

Ruan Nanzhu said to Lin Qiushi, “When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes back at you.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiushi sank into deep contemplation. He then pulled down the zipper of his trousers and aimed at the abyss…

Ruan Nanzhu: “…Put your pants on properly!”

Super shameless, ill, pampered gong X Shameless, calm shou; a combination of double [or extreme] shamelessness.

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Leo had a problem. Don't be like Leo!It wasn't that he was poor. It wasn't that he was unlucky. It was that he had been cursed, or blessed by the Accidental Tycoon System.The rules were deceptively simple. Any money he lost on an investment would be returned to him, doubled. And any money he gained, aside from system reimbursement couldn't be used by him on himself.His life's new mission was crystal clear. He had to go bankrupt.In a high-tech world of S-Rank Heroes, magic, and newly-contacted alien civilizations, this should have been the easiest thing to achieve in the galaxy. He just had to become the biggest, most spectacular loser the universe had ever seen.So, he tried. Oh, how he tried...He threw billions at publishing a dungeon guide written by a 10-year-old. The maps were in crayon, and it listed the final boss as a Big Grumpy Badger.[Breaking: New S-Rank dungeon called 'The Whispering Labyrinth' appears! All high-tech mapping drones fail. A lost F-Rank porter used the crayon guide... and it's 100% accurate. The final boss is a 50-foot divine badger. The Galactic Union has declared the guide a 'holy text' for exploration!]He bought the galaxy's most useless moon, planning to build a 'Museum of Paint'.[Alert: Ancient magical ley-lines discovered under the moon's surface! It's the only place in the universe that can safely grow the 'Star-Lotus,' the key ingredient for immortality!]To the Intergalactic Hero's Guild, the Magic Academies, and the Alien Federations, Leo was the god of investment whose every move was like 5D chess that ordinary people couldn't understand.Heroes would soar with his sponsorship. Alien emperors offered him their daughters' hands in marriage for a single 'tip'.But Leo just stared at his bank account, which now displayed his wealth that he couldn't use on himself, with tears streaming down his face.“Please,” he cried, “I'm trying to fail! Why won't you just let me be poor?!”