Star Gate - Chapter 19: Decision (I)

Flatten the Devil's Palace, eradicate the demonic cult, slaughter the demon lairs, sweep through the demon realm, dominate the heavens and earth, control the three realms, be the supreme master of the mysterious sect, master of the Nine Yin, the 17th head of the North Star Sword Sect, the Heavenly Fiend Lone Star, the Supreme Sword Soul, the Supreme Infinite Mysterious Heavenly Wishful Great Sword Patriarch... Also known as Iron Egg, known for the wild history of relentless killing.

[Warning! Adult Novel!]The emergence of dungeons has reshaped the world. At the age of 16, individuals are bestowed with the 'blessing', which grants them skills to aid in conquering these dungeons.Meet Dante, our protagonist, who initially joined from squad to squad as a support member and possessed only an F-rated skill potential.Due to this limitation, Dante faced discrimination and endured bullying. However, driven by his determination to survive, he managed to obtain a system that would pave the way for his growth and newfound strength.However, the system he acquired only reward him with support-related skills. Fortunately, these abilities can also be applied to himself.Can he truly break free from always being at the receiving end?Dante emerged from the shadows, reborn under a new alias, embodying the person he yearned to become. While the System bestowed upon him great advantages, it also presented him with perilous challenges he must confront.

Ye Anlan traveled through time, from the apocalypse to ancient times, from nearly forty years old to just ten years old, Ye Anlan felt that she had made a fortune.

But the problem is that she doesn’t know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and poetry, spinning and weaving, cutting and embroidery….

Women’s virtues, women’s words, women’s looks, women’s skills… what is that?

Obedience to the father before marriage, obedience to the husband when married, obedience to the son after the death of a husband…Ah, if I say that the fist is hardened by myself, do you believe it or not?

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Before meeting the heroine Ye Anlan, who is good everywhere in his opinion, Li Jing won countless hearts because of the saying of the great Confucianism in the world: “A modest gentleman is as gentle as jade, clear inside and outside, and his heart is like glass”.

After meeting Ye Anlan, a country girl who was worthless in the eyes of others, Li Jing was killed in an instant. When people mentioned him, they would always say the same thing, “I’m afraid that guy has something wrong with his eyes!”

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[Fiction from the 1980s] Su Wen read a popular novel about son-in-law in the 1980s. The hero is a tough guy with a sense of security, but at the same time he is a bit dark-bellied and sullen.

It was the style she liked, so with a wave of her hand, she rewarded one million reading coins—and then she became the hero’s scumbag ex-wife.

In the book, the original body, as the head of the family who recruits a family at home, does not want to stand up for the family, but is a love brain. Don’t want to have huge golden thighs, but was instigated by the little white flower heroine, and fell in love with the scumbag from the next village.

After Su Wen came through, she hugged the male lead’s golden thigh tightly, and worked hard to make money and become rich. As a result, the younger sisters were too competitive, crying and shouting to recruit a son-in-law at home like the older sister, and they gave birth to a baby with the surname Su.

So, Su Wen started the rhythm of choosing her son-in-law every day, all of them are handsome and talented. One body is better than the other, and the family background is better than the other. It’s so hard to choose!

Someone who was left out aggressively blocked her behind the door: “Am I handsome? Is my figure good? Is my family strong?”

Su Wen: “…But they are my sister-in-law.”

“My whole body is yours. I will give you the passbook, and I will give you my life.”

The next day, Su Wen woke up and looked at more than twenty passbooks, lost in thought…