MTL - Little Cardamom - Chapter 101

Yun is a novice MMO player who equipped only unpopular skills labelled as garbage. However, soon after the official launch of the game, the NPC stopped to sell Recovery Potion. Everyone finally started to notice the importance of Support Magic and Items. And that spells trouble for Yun as well as all the support-based players. They received orders for recovery potion from endless flood of players en masse, some more aggressive players even go as far as forcing the support players to be their personal craftsman. In order to prevent this from going out of hands, all the support players grouped together to form a community to keep things in order.

He is the Lord of the Realm, he is the Supreme of the Realm, and the Celestial Buddhas are the ministers.

After the fall of the earth …

Fan Ruoxi : Feng Chen, people should hug …
Chen Ruolin : Feng Chen, everyone wants to kiss …
Liu Ruyan : Seal the dust, hurry up and roll over the aging mother, the aging mother must hold up
Li Bingbing : Shao Feng, his mother’s waist is sore, others have to rub
Feng Chen : It’s called Mao. Can’t come one by one?

- Description from 69shu

I was reborn and began enjoying the high life at the Fallen Pavilion as the pampered young master of a prestigious family. To take me home, my lovely aunt personally visited the VIP room. I could even make a threat to have the immortal ice queen dance for me under the moonlight and captivate me with her beauty in the evening. Even the notorious foxgirl fell in love with me and followed me across the world like a loyal puppysimply because I was so handsome.But... Isn'tthistoo good to be true?

Traveling into the world of Genshin Impact—and of all places, ending up in Snezhnaya, which hasn’t even been released yet.A catastrophic start… but luckily, he received the gaze of an Aeon.With a single punch, he shattered a Fatui Debt Collector.With three punches, he brought down the Captain.As the knight’s helmet in the Captain’s hand crunched beneath Su Ran’s palm—The voice of the Tsaritsa rang out in sorrow:“Please… spare him.”Su Ran smirked. “Beg me?”The Tsaritsa whispered, “I beg you… please, spare him.”Looking up at the familiar figure upon the throne, he finally loosened his grip.~-------visit my pa treon for 30+ advanced chapters:pat reon .com/YonkoSlayer