MTL - The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo - Chapter 30 : Embryo killing is embryo killing

This is an era of rapid iteration of game technology.

From the red and white machine to the computer, and then to the advent of VR technology, but a generation of time flies.

In a state of abnormal development, the game industry in this world is loyal to technology and ignores content.

A large number of VR games occupy the market, but most of them are based on simulation!

“”Urban Simulator”, “Navigation Simulator”, “Parkour Simulator”, what are these things!”

Senior game designer Yun Feng came across time and became the manager of a game studio on the verge of bankruptcy.

“And it’s all buyout games, isn’t it good for free games?!”

After awakening the system, Yun Feng resolutely started the game manifestation.

“Rainbow Island”, “Dungeon Warrior”, “League of Legends”, “World of Warcraft”……

“Games are not just VR!”

“The buyout game should not be the dividing line between the rich and the poor!”

Bringing endless classic games, Yunfeng and the Fengyun studio he founded will stir up the game world!

“Are you here for charity?”

In awe-filled eyes, a new wave sweeps the globe.

Main characters: Yun Feng, Fang Yun,

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Dual CultivationIt was the fastest cultivation method. The connection between two bodies, revealing the pleasure of being a man or a woman, this method had caught the eyes of several cultivators.But for someone who only had his eyes on something else, it was supposed to be nothing but a mere tool of progression.While others would add their dual cultivation partner to their harem, he only wanted to use them for his benefit. So, what would be better than giving him a simulation?An unknown system that carries the simulation for dual cultivation. It has met several people who couldn't walk on the path of dual cultivation and ended up losing themselves.But now, it had finally met a Host who was made for dual cultivation. A host who could separate reality from the simulation, a host who wouldn't lose himself in the pleasure of dual cultivation, and a host who despite having the benefits of the simulation would rely on himself to get stronger.This is the story of a young man who sees his dreams far greater than others. Even if he had no means to fulfill it.But, what if he did? What if he was granted the means to fulfill his dream?When granted the chance, he dived into the path of Dual Cultivation in Simulation without any hesitation.#######While this story is focused on dual cultivation, it would focus more on the real world since that's where the story truly progresses. The simulation would be similar to the storytelling and it will slowly progress.Note- Don't read this book if you are not into mc dual cultivating with others people' women.******* If you like this book, then support me with all the support you can give.Thank you for reading!

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

Take you to appreciate the wonderful life in the world of film and television……

“Love in a Courtyard”, “Golden Years”, “Ode to Joy”, etc.

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