Super Gene - Chapter 3400 - The History of Ancient Devil

He is very cold and passionate, Mu Yanwang, who means what he says. He has always regarded women as dirt but she, he has only spoiled her.

Somehow, I ended up possessing a character in an academy setting.“Our school has a strict no-alcohol policy for students.”“Huh?”I’m a Drunken Fighter who gets stronger the more intoxicated I am, but alcohol is banned.

Seemingly as if they were waking up from deep slumber, billions of people transmigrated to the Divine Tree Realm.

They now had to plant Divine Trees and produce divine fruits to awaken their supernatural abilities? So that they could fend against the Netherworld invasion!?

Every Divine Tree Master would randomly choose three talents.

Enoch discovered that he could see hidden talent information.

[Hundred Times Amplification (Class: SSS)]: Sunlight Absorption x100, Growth Speed x100, Production Speed x100...

[Fruit of 10,000 Worlds (Class: SSS)]: Your trees could bear Demon Fruits, Cultivation Method Fruits, Life Fruits...

[Spring Rejuvenation (Class: SSS)]: When you produce fruits, you can bury them to grow additional fruit trees. The fruit harvest during the spring season of the following year will be x100!

Choose three ultimate SSS-class talents, and start from zero to grow little saplings into the trees of the world!

Devour the fruits of the world, and become the Supreme Overlord! Command an army of millions and conquer the entire Netherworld!

Everyone would soon realize that Enoch seemed to be playing a different game from them!

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.