My Love Debts Are Everywhere! - Chapter 705: The Hydra

Xu Jinning traveled through time and entered the fictional world of the 1980s that was a mixture of several novels, and she was a fake daughter who would die of depression three years later. Knowing that this was an unchangeable world, Xu Jinning chose to live in ruins and survive as long as he could.

And the cannon fodder of these novels suddenly discovered that they could hear Xu Jinning’s heart!

[Sister, your plastic best friend will only lie to you, and will also plan to marry you to a domestic violence man, take away your college admission letter, and cause you to be miscarried and died by the domestic violence man. 】

Xu Fanghua: …I completely broke up with my best friend of more than ten years, pushed my best friend to a domestic violence man, and went to college with a college admission notice.

[Auntie, your house is going to be demolished. It is large in area and will subsidize several houses. Don’t sell it. 】

Aunt Xu: … gritted her teeth and refused to sell the house. Three months later, they moved into a new house and started living a life of collecting rent.

[You can’t raise pigs this year because there will be swine fever. If you raise pigs this year, you will lose money until you cry. 】

The director of a meat joint factory that changed to raising chickens and ducks: … all other people’s pigs died, and only the chickens, ducks and geese raised in his factory made a lot of money.

…

Xu Jinning discovered that she was just complaining, but why did the people around her change one by one and still treat her so well.

The eldest sister who hated her wanted to help her get into college. The second brother contracted a large piece of land for her. The director of the meat factory actually wanted to accept her as his goddaughter so that she could eat meat every day. What was even more shocking was that Aunt Xu actually wanted to demolish the house. Write her name on one of the houses she got and give it to her…

Unknowingly, Xu Jinning discovered that she seemed to win without doing anything!

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The world is in an age of change between the old and the new society, and the collision of politics, economy, thought and culture is becoming more and more violent.

Moster Verak, a photographer from the slums of Zward City, was reborn two months ago, starting from impersonating the son of a consortium again, stirring everything and subverting the world in the turmoil of rapid industrial development and wild expansion of ambition.

[Overhead world, please do not compare reality]

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[40,000 Words Before Lock-In] [R-18] [No NTR] [Smut] [Legal Teens] [Single MILFs] [Feisty GILFs] [Dangerously Funny]Renowned worldwide as Everyman, Joji Sins dominated the adult industry for decades, winning Best Adult Actor four years straight from 2010 to 2028, and building a strange kind of public love through quiet philanthropy despite his dirty reputation.Thirty years later, Joji is seventy seven, nearly completely deaf, and no longer in front of the camera. He did not get washed away. He retired into power instead, directing the scenes himself and still going strong.On the side, he even earned a proper medical license and became a real doctor.Then one ordinary day turns cruel. A broken light bulb. A ladder slip. A back that almost snapped wrong.The hospital discharges him three days later like he is already finished.His stomach grumbled after being in such a gloomy environment. A hotdog for a dollar across the road. Not too bad of a deal.After almost getting hit by a rearing armored truck, he got his change from a fan.Fucking finally you thought? Wrong.A runaway truck hurtles toward him.Joji breathes in relief. He is alive, just scraped up, glass shards biting into his wrinkled skin.Then something sprays his face. The stink is sharp, hard alcohol. His eyes track the source. Unleaded gasoline is gushing nearby.“Mother fu...”...Joji gasps and wakes. An unfamiliar bed. Gaudy ceiling ornaments. Steel clashing outside. A splitting headache.Memories that are not his punching through his skull. As he reaches for reality, a cold presence snaps into place before his eyes.{Welcome, good Sir Joji of Sins.}

I possessed the weakest character in my favorite game’s Hell Mode. I want to survive, but the way the main character is being controlled is atrocious.

It can’t be helped.

I have to stop the bad ending myself.