MTL - Feminist God - Chapter 363 have a sense of ceremony

[Ding!]

[System Binding....]

[10...20...30...%&...@#,,,]

[Unknown Error! Unknown Error!]

[System unable to bind successfully]

[Invoking the emergency protocol]

“Hey, System!”

“System! Where are you?”

[Host bound to the Lotus World Providence]

[Host has gained eternal life]

“Hell yeah!”

Sigh!

“That was me... 10 years ago...”

“Now...” He took a deep breath and shook his head dejectedly.

Su Yen transmigrated to the Lotus World with high hopes after receiving his system and gaining eternal life.

“It's my time to rule the world!”

However, his grand ambitions came crashing down when he realized his system was nothing more than a knockoff.

“Who on earth created this pathetic knockoff system?!”

Sigh!

“At least, I can live forever and enjoy my life without ruling the world.”

Once again, his naive thoughts were shattered when he realized the world was not as peaceful as he thought.

He needs to increase the world's providence to enjoy this life or else...

He'll be damned to eternal suffering.

“System! I don't want eternal life again!”

“Please make me mortal!” He cried.

It was then he realized the importance of power.

You need strength to get what you want, but too much strength is also a curse, especially when the Bloodmoon Envoy arrives...

They start killing the strongest ones.

Su Yen, being immortal, wasn't scared of the Bloodmoon Envoys, but what about his loved ones? And what about the world providence?

Now, in the Lotus World where everyone is terrified of breakthroughs,

What can he do?

Too much talent is a curse. Lack of talent is also a curse.

“What kind of a messed-up world is this?”

Su Yen is in a dilemma about what to do with his life in this complicated world. However, everything changes when his clan is on the brink of destruction.

He must make a decision.

“Who cares about the world?”

“But no one dares to touch my clan and loved ones.”

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Hi there, I’m Chen Mo, as you’ve already noticed from my name, I’m a main character profile, or at least that’s how it was supposed to be. For legal reasons, I won’t be disclosing my real name, I’m a typical corporate slave working 996 at a game development company.Although I hate it, its not all that bad, I hop on with my non-existent friends every now and then doing the usual stuff, yk, cranking 90s, getting the Ws(never) and reading some dogshit wuxia novels with negative translations but I still make it work.That was my life until I was transmigrated into the world of cultivation and took over my boy Chen Mo’s profile RIP lol. Chen Mo’s your typical MC profile, yk, has talent, then gets spiritual roots removed or whatever, engagement annulled, just the usual stuff.Anyway, enough about that, during my transmigration, I somehow got to keep my programmer job, don’t ask how idk either. To pay tribute to my boy Chen Mo for taking his account before he had his heaven defying opportunity to take revenge, I’ll build a sect for all MC profiles in the world. Your engagement got annulled? here’s a cultivation system, your sect got destroyed? here’s a god-level cultivation technique, your spiritual roots are broken? here’s some more.

Have you ever read a story? So stupid and senseless that it makes your blood boil and makes you pity even the villain of the novel. if you haven't that's fine because our protagonist did.“FROM WHERE THE FUCK DID NTR COME FROM?”He threw his console controller on the which did a cartoonish bounce and formed a bump on his forehead.------“Wait! What's this place!?”The moment he woke he found himself in a strange location never been visited by him ever before.------“No!! No!! No!! How the hell did I end in the body of this cucked villain! Why did I end up in this body!!”He lamented when looked at his face in the mirror that got beaten blue by the protagonist of the game.------“Don't worry, Riech. I will fulfill your and fucking kill the bastard and fuck his mother and avenge you!”He clenched his fist and gritted his teeth in anger vowing to take revenge.

He praised her, “Wifey, you are a genius!”