MTL - God Simulator - Chapter 288 Repeated defeats and battles, very energetic

Others' impression of Emperor Bo is: aloof, terrifying, and indifferent.Tong Yan's impression of Emperor Bo is: spoils her, spoils her, spoils her.Emperor Bo won the Global Best Actor Award, and during an interview, a reporter asked: “Emperor, what do you think is the most romantic thing?”Emperor Bo smiled slightly: “The most romantic thing I can think of is giving her the best!”Women across the country were moved to tears, crying out and begging to marry him.But Tong Yan gritted her teeth: Best, my foot!This book is also known as 'How the Emperor Spoils His Wife.'

Qin Muling, who was reborn by chance, joined the Yunmeng Heavenly Palace, which was full of beautiful women, and became the closed-door disciple of the supreme leader. He thought he could step onto the pinnacle of life from then on, but little did he know that he would be suppressed by the senior sisters who were both stunning and powerful, to the point where he couldn't even lift his head.He fought hard for his dignity, but was repeatedly defeated and suppressed by the senior sisters without any mercy. He never had a chance to turn the tables, and in the end, he had no choice but to give up: “Senior sisters, I don't want to strive anymore!”The senior sisters smiled and threw out a life-or-death question: “Very well, choose one of us!”Qin Muling: “...”

Crimson Vale Academy—where reputation is currency, and failure is a stain you wear on your sleeve.Behind gothic walls and spotless uniforms, students aren't just educated—they're measured, ranked, and pitted against each other in a brutal meritocracy. Privileges are earned, not given. The strong rise. The weak vanish.Enter Kairon Vale, a transfer student marked Rank D—the bottom of the bottom. No badge. Just a stitched black fang, branding him as “Obsidian”—a warning to others.In a system where points dictate your value, Obsidian-ranked students claw for every opportunity to ascend into the prestigious Golden or Platinum ranks—where comfort, power, and influence await. But for most, it’s a losing battle.Yet Kairon isn’t here to fit in, impress, or play by their rules. Cold, calculating, and impossible to read, he watches the system… and waits. Because while the academy judges worth by numbers and names—he understands something deeper:Everyone wears a mask. And every mask can be cracked.Let the games begin.

What does it feel like to take the young prince who has traveled through a thousand years of time on a parent-child variety show?Mu Ran says: It feels great.The child doesn't need much care.And he can help me clear my name.Before the variety show aired:[I still vividly remember the scene where she yelled at my brother on set!][Haha, the director team is impressive for inviting this ancestor. Hope her yelling won't constantly flood the live stream!][Is she even fit to bring a child? Is she here to present a negative example?]......After the variety show aired:[Director Mu, you are my god!][Wuwuwu, the little guy is so well-behaved and handsome, I can't tell if he's my internet son or my internet husband.][You beasts, all coveting the little guy. I'm different, Director Mu, please marry me, I love you ahhhhh!!]......Mu Ran scrolls through Weibo and likes a friend's post, appreciating her courage to propose.A certain man sees this and says sourly, “Stop thinking about others. You can only be my wife, we have the red marriage certificate, legally protected.”Mu Ran rolls her eyes.It's enough that the Empress sent the little angel child here.How could she also send a man over?Truly...Happy.