MTL - Underworld Game Producer - Chapter 77 A game of changing clothes for a beautiful girl by yourself, isn't this a blast?

Due to being reincarnated into a financially struggling noble family, I had to find a way to make money.“Just wait one more day, and the next volume will be out!”“Next week is a hiatus? Are you out of your mind?”“Hurry up and give me the next volume!”“Quickly!”Before I knew it, I was overwhelmed with deadlines instead of romance.

While playing the online game “Convergence of Ten Thousand Realms,” Yan Luoyue suddenly found herself transmigrated into the body of a newly hatched baby turtle in the cultivation world of the turtle clan.Fortunately, her system account had come along with her, and the skill books and equipment in her inventory were still intact.However, there was a bug in her account information.Year after year, Yan Luoyue watched as her health bar grew infinitely longer.Every year on her birthday, an extra zero was added to her health bar.In the first year after her transmigration, Yan Luoyue used all her divine artifacts to ensure her fragile self wouldn’t choke to death on her own saliva.By the tenth year, she removed all her equipment and casually strolled through the forbidden grounds of her clan.The sealed demons and monsters surrounded her, hacking away for three days and three nights, until they collapsed, foaming at the mouth.A hundred years after her transmigration, Yan Luoyue looked up and realized her health bar now spanned the entire continent.Someone once asked Demon Venerable Yan, “Does being invincible make you lonely?”Yan Luoyue kindly replied, “Silly child, how could being invincible be lonely? It’s absolutely amazing.”Synopsis Two:Wu Manshuang was covered in poison, the last of the Teng Serpent (celestial serpent) lineage in the world.The closer anyone got to him, the deeper the poison would affect them.So, Wu Manshuang wrapped himself up tightly. He hid in a pitch-black cloak, avoiding all living beings. He thought his life would pass in solitude, until—A young girl’s slender, warm hand touched his cheek.“Your health-draining debuff is pretty strong, huh?”Wu Manshuang quickly pushed her hand away. “Are you trying to get yourself killed?”“Relax,” the girl said with a carefree smile. “I’m way stronger than you.”From then on, the little serpent gently coiled around the turtle’s shell.And then…The world gained the divine beast Xuanwu.Reading Tips:1. This is my take on cultivation with personal world-building, possibly a lot of it.2. A long, slow-burn progression story with a gradual narrative style.3. A cultivation story with an ensemble cast.

Izan, a Spanish-Japanese boy who lived with his mother and sister in the heart of Valencia played for the Valencia academy since he could remember.As life fucks as all, Izan found himself being laid off by his club for being talentless.Frustrated, Izan runs around his local pitch, trying to get the news off his mind.As fate would have it, Izan gets struck by lightning which gives him a system.Izan with the system embarks on a journey to becoming 'THE' god of football.We all know he can and probably will but how does he get there?