MTL - I Swear I Don’t Have A Python In My Pool - Chapter 393 Goodbye magic tire! I am the great Chiyan Dragon Clan, you should...

“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]

Tong Nian, a cosplay cover singer, falls in love at first sight with a man she spots at a Net cafe. Chasing him, she signs up for the MMO she saw him playing, albeit it’s a super high ranked account a friend acquired for her. Who could have known he was a pro gamer, moreover a legend in the gaming circle at that!

Ethan never expected to wake up inside the game he once played.Tower of Ascension, a world where every adventurer fights their way up through endless floors, each more brutal than the last.Here, skills define everything.But all skills are capped at Level 100. No one can break that limit.Except him.When Ethan transmigrated, his system glitched.His skills could rise infinitely.[Congratulations, your skill level-up][Sword Swing Lv. 999+ — A single slash could shatter a fortress.][Fireball Lv. 999+ — An army reduced to ash in a breath.]What began as a bug soon turned him into the tower’s greatest anomaly.Guilds will hunt him. Kings will fear him.Even the gods guarding the highest floors will see him as a threat to erase.But Ethan doesn’t care.If the world insists he’s an error, then he’ll climb to the very top and prove that even the Tower itself can’t stop him.

Once the ultimate Soldier King and a supreme assassin, empowered by a magical Magic Bracelet, had mastered Cultivation, Medical Skill, X-ray vision, and foreseeing the future… became an omnipotent master of pretense. Come, come, come, watch the omnipotent master of pretense teach you a few tricks of pretense.A demonic man who walked out of a major foreign prison, yet married a cold Queen-like CEO wife, leading a life where “you glare at me with displeasure, and I look at you with disdain.”