MTL - Bye Bye - Chapter 80

I was a blind massage therapist, and I had come to the big city to work with Aunt Wu and Wang Xiru, but they always thought I was completely blind, often doing embarrassing things in front of me, even making some inappropriate demands...One, a charming mature woman, the other, a cool and aloof lady, every night I was tormented by them, unable to sleep...

The narrative follows a gamer who, after selecting the “Awakened Cinder” class in the game Fractured Dawn, finds himself transported into the game's world. However, this version of the game is devoid of its usual interfaces—no UI, no tutorials, and no second chances. Each death strips away a part of his memories and identity, immersing him deeper into a perilous reality.The protagonist, now known as Riven, must navigate the treacherous Witherlands, confronting formidable foes like the Gravemare and Dreamborn Horrors, while uncovering the mysteries of Emberlight, Grace, and Cindershrines. His journey is one of survival, self-discovery, and challenging the very fabric of this fractured world.

Tong Airui was kicked in the ribs by a little girl!The news spread, and his brothers and sisters were instantly in an uproar.“Who is that girl? Let's avenge Fourth Brother!”Who is the little girl?The purple-clad car goddess on the racetrack, the beautiful girl at the chessboard, and she's been bearing a nickname for more than ten years: sweeping star!Eighteen car accidents, and she was present at every one!Sure enough! Whoever meets her is unlucky!But what puzzled Yi Luowa was:Even the dog next door started avoiding her, yet why does that cunning wolf refuse to leave?When she first felt life was meaningless, it was him who tightly held her hand.“As long as I'm alive, the sky won't fall on you!”From then on, her world was bright![Maid Chapter]One day, Tong Airui was thirsty, “Yi Luowa, I want to drink water!”“Your mouth is below your nose, drink if you want!” a certain woman pouted, glancing at the man sitting beside her and said, “Old Eighth, I'm thirsty.”Old Eighth hurriedly brought water to her hand, “Drink it, I've cooled it for you.”Yi Luowa happily took a sip, just one sip, before Tong Airui snatched it away with a dark expression.After drinking it in one go, Tong Airui pointed at her nose and shouted, “Remember, you're my maid!”Yi Luowa slapped his hand away, “Tong Airui, you running faster than a rabbit proves you're healed. My days as a maid are over!”[Pampering Wife Chapter]Second Sister: “Tong Fourth, your wife has already beaten Grandpa ten times in a row. If this continues, Grandpa will get sick from anger! Aren't you going to control your wife?”Tong Airui: “If his skills are not as good as others, why insist on playing chess with my wife? That's not something I can control!”Fifth Brother: “Fourth Brother, can't you control my sister-in-law? She's taken eight championships from me!”Tong Airui: “From now on, when your sister-in-law enters a car race, you just don't enter!”Fifth Brother: “The key is, she participates in every race.”Tong Airui: “I'll give you ten months to quickly win a championship. After ten months, I can't control her.”Fifth Brother: “What's happening?”Tong Airui: “Your sister-in-law is expecting!”[PS: Spoiling text, strong male and female leads, both emotionally and physically pure, one-on-one relationship, continuous pampering. If you like it, please add to your favorites, love you~

I was just your average burnout. Now I’m a kobold in a dungeon where everything wants to eat me—and frankly, I get it. I look delicious.Reincarnated as the weakest possible monster in the worst possible place, I start with nothing but panic, backward knees, and a skill called Civilization Mimicry—which is sealed. Because of course it is.But survival isn't the story.This is the story of what comes after.Of finding meaning in the scraps. Of building law from ashes. Of kindling memory in a place designed to erase.Because even if the world sees kobolds as nothing, I’ve seen what we used to be.And I’m going to bring it back.Firelight by firelight. Burial by burial. One fragile tradition at a time.Because if the world wants kobolds to be nothing?Then I’ll teach it what nothing becomes when it learns to dream.