My gorgeous wife - Chapter 28 - 24 My Name is Lei Feng_2

When disaster struck, Ling Mo knew that the kinds of zombies depicted in doomsday movies would in fact, be totally different from reality…

Normally, the most important thing to do during the end of the world is to survive, but when Ling Mo picked up his girlfriend from an abandoned bus, the trajectory of his life had gone completely out of control.

The cause of this was very simple. His girlfriend, mutated…

Wait, Shana, that sickle in your hand looks like its being pointed at my pants!

Senior sister! Stop trying to pounce on me the moment I’m distracted!

And little girl, is it really alright for you to just hide by my side and laugh?

Lastly…all of you, stop trying to bite me…ahhh!!!

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A world where mana density was extremely abundant. Because of that, the world connected to a special place through an ancient gate—the World of Beasts. Through this connection with beasts, mankind became superhuman, wielding power capable of tearing apart sky and ground.However, too much of anything is never a good thing. Countless dungeons appeared across the rifts… and demons.Rocky Stephens, the first son of a Great Clan, the reincarnator, carrying memories from another world.… yet also a useless piece of trash. No one even remembered his name. His parents died. Betrayed by the branch clan, his beast was killed. He lived in a phase he had never dreamed of—a nightmare.When a second chance came, he returned to the World of Beasts… and awakened a system that could see through all Beasts’ training paths!With the system, his beast could level up like the wind… it could learn and upgrade its skills on its own, and even more.

#noNTR #noYuri{Transmigration} + {Weak-to-Strong} + {Unique Power System} + {Face-Slapping} + {Arrogance Punished} + {Character Growth}Smut will be semi-optional and clearly marked:* — Light teasing or brief sexual scenes.** — Extended foreplay, or chapters where more than half the content is smut.*** — Chapters that are almost entirely smut.Alternative title: GA Guide to Breeding VillainessesShin was an elite soldier until a career-ending injury forced him into a dull, early retirement. To kill the boredom, he took on an impossible challenge: conquering the “Hell Mode” route of the world-renowned dating sim, The Guide to Taming Villainesses.He didn't just win; he became the only player to clear the game using its most pathetic character—a bloated, awkward loser who shared his name.His feat catches the eye of the game creator, a sadistic Goddess of Conquest. Bored with the status quo, she drags Shin into the game’s world and issues a challenge: Win the game or face permanent death.If Shin can conquer the souls of the world’s most dangerous women and reach the true ending, he will transcend humanity to become a God among Gods.Armed with the Taming System, Shin begins his journey by shattering the pride of the untouchable “Queens,” seducing hot MILFs, and gaining new friends and allies.As his harem grows, so does his power.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”