Paradise of Demonic Gods - Chapter 73: Prince

When Yohan woke up in the morning, he had a beauty in his lap and in his bedroom. It was like a dream come true for him until reality struck him.

It was then he remembered that he had been cursed by a goddess in the game he had been playing before sleeping. In his sleep-deprived state, he had offended the goddess and as a result, he had been cursed to become a 'no-good' man who could only provide 'support' to the 'heroines' of this world.

Thinking nothing of that curse beforehand, Yohan went to sleep, only to find his world-changing from that day onwards. His normal and mundane life was no longer going to be as such as more and more fantasy creatures began to show up.

And a female voice awoke him with a notification

*Ding dong ding.

Congrats on unlocking the fiction system. From here on, the user will experience the full scope of the logic of the fiction world. May the user use his PP and conquer everyone.*

And it was then Yohan realized - he was no longer in a world governed by science but one that followed the laws of magic. And the only way to survive was to utilize these so-called 'laws of fiction' to his advantage.

And the best and worst part of it all? The more he let his desire go, the stronger he became.

[Simulator+Cultivation+Farming Stream+Survival Stream]One day, through transmigration, Su Xing arrived in a data-centric high martial world.This world had extraordinary strong beings known as professionals, favored by the “heavens,” who could level up and strengthen themselves by running dungeons and killing monsters.Su Xing changed his job to the hidden profession of Cultivator, but due to unknown reasons, he could not gain experience or level up like other professionals.Unable to level up, he could only cultivate… but in this era where Spiritual Energy was depleted and Cultivators were nearly extinct, even obtaining Spiritual Energy was a luxury. After four years in college, Su Xing was still a minor in the Qi Refining Stage, struggling even to graduate.Fortunately, he awakened the golden finger “Life Simulator,” which allowed him to simulate the future by paying energy and bring back the Cultivation Level, items, and more from the simulation to the real world.However, in the simulated future, the Foreign Race invaded in full force, leading to the overthrow of the Human Race overnight.In such desperate circumstances, Su Xing chose to lie low and develop, cultivating Spirit Plants, concocting Elixirs, enhancing his Cultivation Level, improving the overall strength of the Human Race… He continuously strengthened himself through the simulator, becoming a hidden powerhouse, silently resisting the invasion of the Foreign Race…ps: This is a story about a simulator, leaning towards a careful survival strategy, farming development, and operating from behind the scenes…

“Block him.”“He's technically still my boss.”“Then block him with dignity.”The call ended again.And then started again.I let out a sound somewhere between a growl and a sob, then finally answered with the enthusiasm of a snail crawling through salt.“Yes, Mr. Walton?”“Have you changed your mind yet?”I collapsed onto the towel and gazed at the sky as though it might consume me entirely if I pleaded sweetly enough.“Do you ever take a break?” I asked, shielding my eyes with one hand.“You're avoiding the question.”“Because it's a dumb question.”He exhaled, the sound sharp and irritated even over phone. “It's not a dumb question. It's a business offer.”“It's a weird offer-one that I already said no to.”There was a brief pause, and I could practically hear him clenching his jaw through the speaker.“You are acting unreasonably.”“ Unreasonable?” I sat up. “I'm not the one drafting fake girlfriend contracts like it's a normal Tuesday.”“Isabella-”“Certainly not, Mr. Walton.” I mimicked his tone perfectly. “I told you I'm not doing it. You need to find someone else to play pretend with.”SYNOPSISIsabella Miller thought saying no to her boss’s fake dating offer was the end of the story.But Adrien Walton doesn’t take no—especially not when he’s convinced she’s a gold digger.Suddenly, her student loans are piling up, her father’s vet clinic is on the brink of eviction and her brother is about to be kicked out of college. Coincidence? She thinks not.Adrien Walton is calm, calculating—and he's just pulled every string to corner Isabella into the perfect position.Now she’s stuck choosing between pride and survival.So she agrees to his offer: be his fake girlfriend.No feelings attached. No drama. Just business.Or so she thought.“Conference Room B. Fifteen minutes,” he said, passing by without a glance.The folder he pushed across the table landed with a thud.I opened it. The contract. All of it.---Enemies to lovers? Check.Slow burn? Hmmnyea.Banter so sharp it might file your nails? Yes.Delicious workplace tension? Of course.Tension that could melt steel?Absolutely.Smut?? Wanna find out?Welcome to corporate romance warfare. There’s no escaping this contract.