MTL - Galactic Garbage Station - Chapter 983 Candid

How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!

[I'm sorry host]“Oh, you're sorry? Do you think that will be enough!?”[I mean it isn’t all bad! You are a noble!]“My entire family wants me dead.”[You're a student at Astraelis!]“All the commoners hate me for getting in through my status as a noble. All the nobles hate me for being useless. And all the teachers banned me from attending their classes.”[When you graduate, you will be protected by the Empire!]“If I somehow survived till graduation.”[Host... It might be pretty bad.]“You think?!”Reinhard Malvin groaned at the absurdity he found himself in right now. One minute he was one of the best spies in the world and next minute he was in the body of a cliche villain. And to make matter worst, it's one with no advantage!“Uh whatever. I will just focus on surviving by sucking up to one of the teachers-”[Um Host... Did you forget? If you don't complete the Fate mission, everyone in this school will die.]“...”Reinhard held his face, not wanting to look at the blue screen that. Specifically, the text that tells him to seduce the Resonator and sleep with her.“Are you sure this will stop her from exploding?”[Absolutely! And it will also make you stronger.]“It better or else I'm not surviving in this crappy world.” Reinhard pushed himself up and stretched before heading towards his first target. Fortunately for him, seduction was a part of many of his mission and even higher than his mission success rate.He had yet to fail in making a target his....Extra Tags:[No Yuri][No NTR][No BL][No Sharing]

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.

The worst thing that Shui Ruoshan think he ever did? He wrote the story of “The Strongest King in History”.