MTL - Good Man Operation Guide - Chapter 146 Ancient farmer's son (3)

“Who are you lady?”

“How rude I am the goddess of reincarnation!”

A normal young man found himself surrounded by thousands of gods who were observing him silently.

“Shit... did I die?”

“yes... I know it must be hard-”

“LET'S GO GIVE ME MY HAREM AND OP ABILITIES LET ME EXPERIENCE COCKY EGOTISTICAL PEOPLE WHO WILL CALL ME TRASH NO MATTER HOW MUCH I PROVE I'M OVERPOWERED!!!”

Dead silence... Thousands of gods were left speechless.

“ok give me my system or infinite magic or unique bloodline or whatever”

Hearing what the young man said thousands of gods burst into laughter.

“I the God of strength will give you my system”

“I the God of life will give you my system”

“I the God of archery will give you my system”

Every single god gave the young man their system/power causing a unique system to be made just for him.

[Supreme System]

She was deceived into marriage, she was used as a nanny for free, and finally she was beaten to death by her adoptive mother in front of her adoptive father’s bed. Shen Mianmian’s miserable life came to an end.

When he opened his eyes, he turned back to the age of fifteen. Shen Mianmian vowed to get rid of the fate of his past life and take care of his vicious cousin and adoptive mother, but he was accidentally brilliant.

The third-to-last scumbag suddenly counterattacked and became the place that the famous universities competed for. The teachers and students of the school were in an uproar…

Others are busy studying, Shen Mianmian is busy doing small business to make money…

Others were preparing for the college entrance examination, but Shen Mianmian bought the two most famous haunted houses in Kyoto in one go… She became an outlier in the eyes of everyone, laughing at her if she bought it with life, but not necessarily with life.

Others were busy looking for jobs after graduation, but the haunted house purchased by Shen Mianmian was expropriated by the government and received a considerable amount of demolition money.

The person who once laughed at her couldn’t help but slapped herself… I asked around where there were still haunted houses for sale.

Shen Mianmian, who originally had to borrow all the tuition fees, took the demolition funds and used the advantages of rebirth to buy a suitable location, built a group rental building, and transformed himself into a fat and oily charter woman in Kyoto…

One day, Shen Mianmian was dragged to the Civil Affairs Bureau just after collecting the rent while carrying a bag of keys.

“Shen Mianmian, what you owe me should be repaid.”

- Description from novelbuddy

[Space + Food + Su Shuangtian] Song Baozhu had three nightmares.

The first time she wanted to marry an educated youth, she dreamed that the other party was a Zhongshan wolf.

The second time she wanted to marry a soldier, she dreamed that she was occupied by a dove in a magpie’s nest after her marriage.

The third time, she fell into the water and was rescued by Shen Xuan. As soon as she got married, she dreamed that the other party was the richest man in the future, and there was a reborn female educated youth who did everything possible to marry him!

Song Baozhu: I’m not the original match for this cannon fodder!

Identify the main space in advance, make food, make pills, take university entrance exams, buy a house and open a store!

Men will only affect the speed at which she gets rich!

Shen Xuan: ? ? ?

Demining: [Natural power, beautiful, black-hearted heroine VS Junmei Wushuang, black and innocent male lead] [1V1 Shuangjie]

- Description from novelbuddy

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital’s royal square, took in someone else’s cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era’s brilliance... “Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?” Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.