The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official - Chapter 1247

When Paige Sterling exited the entertainment industry, she set a small goal in front of the whole internet: to first earn fifty billion.The entire internet mocked: This woman must be crazy with poverty.Three months later, when everyone online thought Paige Sterling was down and out, she made a strong comeback by leveraging a high-intelligence robot, dominating the internet and achieving a textbook-level comeback.Haters: This must be fake, right? The person I hate can't be that awesome!Until Paige Sterling earned fifty billion after fifty billion, until she created one scientific miracle after another, until the youngest of the business circle's three giants, Mr. Hawthorne, publicly showed their marriage certificate, did the haters realize: Your dad will always be your dad.No one knew that Mr. Hawthorne, who appeared cold and distant in public, was actually a wife-loving maniac who quietly and skillfully showed off his affection.One day, Mr. Hawthorne posted a complaint: My wife has been in the lab for three hours and hasn't kissed me yet. What should I do? Waiting online urgently.Netizens: Get lost! Stop flaunting your love!

So, I died. Face-planted on my keyboard after a 72-hour coding marathon. Very heroic. My one dying wish? To finally get some sleep.But the twist is : I got isekai'd. But I wasn't reborn as a legendary hero with a harem and a cheat skill. Nope. I'm a rock. A Dungeon Core, to be exact.My new job description is simple: create a terrifying labyrinth, murder heroes, and generally be a menace to society.Yeah, hard pass. That sounds like way too much paperwork. My new life goal is achieving a perfect 100-year nap.Luckily, I found a bug in the System—or maybe it's a feature? My unique “Slumber System” gives me way more XP (they call it Dungeon Points here) when adventurers take a nap than when I, you know, kill them. My assigned fairy guide, FaeLina, is having a non-stop panic attack about this. Apparently, “aggressive coziness” isn't covered in the Dungeon for Dummies handbook.So, I leaned into it. I started building the world's first 5-star dungeon resort, complete with fluffy moss beds that feel like clouds, a tea shop run by a friendly slime waiter, and pillows that hug you back. The place went viral. Knights come for the naps, mages for the therapeutic tea, and bards for the sweet, sweet content.The problem? My five-star reviews are tanking the property values of the 'Blood Pit' dungeon next door. I'm being forced into official Dungeon Tournaments where my ultimate weapon is a lavender-scented fog machine. And the stuffy bigwigs on the Fairy Council are starting to think my little “peaceful revolution” is a threat to their entire “kill-stuff-for-profit” business model.But the more I build, the more I realize this isn't just me being lazy. I'm uncovering an ancient, world-changing secret about why dungeons really exist, and it's a truth the gods themselves tried to bury.My name is Mochi, and my quest is to level up from a sleepy rock to the God of Dreams. My final boss isn't some dragon or demon lord. It's the original God of Combat himself.And I'm going to challenge him to a Nap Off for the fate of all reality.Who knew the path to ultimate power was this comfy?

“Confession Rejection System 1.0: Every time you reject a confession, you become stronger!”

As a weak, helpless and pitiful 3-year-old child, Amamiya Noriko,

In the crisis-ridden world of Conan, he became a kindergarten friend of Kudo Shinichi.

It seems that only by refusing to confess can you live more than a thousand episodes.

Conan: That guy Amamiya is playing with other people’s minds again.

- Description from novelbuddy

She is an elder miss from a modern secret society family. She is very cold and heartless, but her appearance is very enchanting. She thinks of men as playthings. She was schemed against and her body was thrown into the sea.